Snippet #1925734

Mion gazes around at all of the twins. Most seemed to be female, although two were male. This didn't bother her much, but it was a strange coincidence. Maybe most twins were just born female. Maybe it was rarer to have a male and female twin. That would only make sense. Twins were rare in general; having two of different genders would only make it more rare. She listened closely as the chatter amongst the groups began to rise, sending a small buzz of commotion through the air. Some names were caught, but she wasn't sure to which faces they belonged too. So, in excitement, Mion leaps up, almost smashing her head against the ceiling of the plane. "Hey everybody! I'm Mion, and this foxy lady over here is my sister, Shion." She announces loudly, making sure everyone knew exactly who they were. Shion groaned with embarrassment, her cheeks turning a soft pinkish color, as she attempted to bury her face into the seat in front of her.

Mion quickly plopped back down in her seat, as the plane began to shake slightly. It was heading towards the ground at a seemingly slow pace, although, everyone knew planes moved at extreme speeds. Soon, the clouds cleared, and nothing but vast blue ocean could be seen. In the middle of that ocean was a giant island, decorated with flashing buildings and beautiful scenery. Mion's eyes grow wide at the view. It was just so amazing...A few more minutes later, and they had landed. One at a time, in a line, the twins exited the plane, grabbing their luggage as they entered the airport. The sun was just beginning to set outside, casting an orange and purplish tint in the sky. "Well, might as well head to the hotel since it's already getting dark. I hope it's nice..." Shion mumbles, pulling out two slabs of paper with reservations to the hotel near by and their names on it. Mion lets out a retort to this statement. "Whaaat?! But look how beautiful this island is!! Do we really have to go to the hotel nooow?" She whines, almost seeming, suddenly, like a small child. "Yes!" Shion hisses. "I would like to at least get our stuff unpacked...we have plenty of time to explore later on!.." "Aaw..." Mion mutters, but reluctantly, agrees, helping her sister gather their luggage.

With this, they slowly walk towards the outside of the airport, chatting amongst themselves. As the glass doors slide open, a line of limousines can be seen parked outside, each with a pare of twins named on it. Each twin would have their own, personal limousine, which would escort them to the hotel. Mion yelps and jumps around, excited to even see such a vehicle. "Oh, this one has our names on it!" She chimes, trotting up towards one of them, and dropping a few bags. Shion was quite shocked and excited as well, but kept her composure. "Hey! Watch what you're dropping!" Shion yells, picking the bags from the cement floor. The driver steps out, greeting the two girls, as he takes their bags and begins to pack them into the trunk. Mion and Shion happily allow him to do so, as they take their seats in the back. It was big enough to seat at least ten other people, but it was all to themselves...A small shelve with fruit drinks and food gave a nice scent to the vehicle. Mion takes a pinkish looking drink, popping the top off with a happy sigh. "Man, this is already perfect!" She says, taking a large gulp....

As they arrive at the hotel, it appears very grand. Almost too grand, for someone as themselves. It felt as if they were in a fairytale, and they were the princesses. People in red suits come out to take their luggage and bring it up to their room, as they walk to the front desk to show their reservations and receive their keys. "Room 118" the clerk says with a warm smile, but it seemed forced, as if she were a robot. "Alright..." Shion mumbles, plucking the keys from the pale clerk's fingers. "Let's go then. Get this unpacking done and out of the way..." Shion orders her sister, who follows her quickly to the elevator. As they reach their floor, Shion unlocks the door, sliding it open. They gaze about the elegant room, their luggage already seeming to be there; piles up in the middle of it. Mion squeals, leaping onto the soft double bed, as Mion begins to drag the luggage out to unpack. "Hey! Stop that! Do you have to make a mess of the room already?" She asks, the bed's blankets and pillows sprawled every which way at that point. "At least help me unpack..." Shion says with slight agitation.