I sat on the sickbed, sulking. "You can't make me leave," I complained.
"C'mon, Festus!" сказал(-а) the stronger twin. "We can set огонь to mentally handicapped children! или whatever goths do for fun."
The taller twin elbowed him.
"Look, Festus," сказал(-а) Tall. "You can walk out, или we can put Ты in a bubble and float Ты out."
Strong folded his arms and stood behind Tall like Mr. Creaux did when Mrs. Sueland yelled at me.
"Fine," I grumbled.
I put the капот, худ of my new плащ over my head as we went outside.
"Why is it so bright here?" I asked, annoyed.
"This IS the city of Light," answered Tall.
"And there's a miniature sun in the square," added Strong.
"Whatever," I сказал(-а) angrily. "What is it Ты brought me out here for, anyway?"
"TRAINING!" yelled Strong as an icicle hurtled toward my head.
I threw my hands up to protect myself, and was met with огонь coming from the tips of my fingers.
"Woah," I exclaimed. "That's new."
"It would also explain why he wrote 'BURN, BURN, BURN' in his notebook so many times," сказал(-а) Strong.
"Who's 'Carla'?" asked Tall.
I burned the notebook.
"Your faces are next," I warned.
"Well if Ты HAVE to burn our faces," started Tall "At least know our names. I'm Tydus."
"And I'm Torren," added Str-... Torren.
"Does everyone here have some sort of nature-pun in their name?" I asked. "TorrenT? TYDus? OCEANius?"
They looked at each other for a bit. "I never noticed before," answered Tydus.
"It doesn't matter," I mumured. "When can I set огонь to my High School?"
"When I can impale my nemesis with an icicle. So never," answered Tydus.
"Or when I can marry Artemis," joked Torren. The two laughed.
"Who's 'Artemis'?" I asked.
They stared at me like I was the crazy one with a weird name.
Wait.
Nevermind.