FYI: Chara and Frisk are fraternal twins that are identical except for 2 things, they are their hair and skin color. Also they have different personalities (Chara has a very temper but calms down quickly. Frisk on the other hand, is very patient, but you don’t want to get on her bad side. Other than that, they are very kind unless you get between them and their favorite food) and taste in clothing. Chara liked green shirts/sweaters with a single horizontal yellow stripe and brown cargo shorts/pants. Frisk liked blue shirts/sweaters with two horizontal purple stripes, denim shorts/pants. Both girls were chubby (very fat would be more accurate) because they were obsessed with either chocolate or cookies. Now onto the story
One day in Ebbot Village (yeah, REALLY creative name, I know), two girls named Chara and Frisk were returning home from a day of school (they were second graders and both of them had the best grades in class) which was followed by a lot of teasing and the teachers let it happen because of Chara and Frisk’s red eyes. Everyone in the village thought that people with red eyes were either demons or were possessed by them. The girls live in a one story brick house with a off white roof. Only God knows how it stayed white, though the people who lived there, everyone else thought it was the work of demons or something stupid like that. When the two chubby second graders got home and opened the green wooden door they were met by a thin woman wearing a aporn and a hair net to contain her long brown hair from it getting in the pastries she was making for her job. This was their mother Elaine, “Frisk and Charoline! How was your day at school?” “Just like everyday, Mom. We go to class, during lunch we get teased for how fat we are, return to class, and when school lets out we get teased again but this time teased about our eye color.” said Chara, deadpanning. “Yes, I know that.” said Elaine, sighing returning to the kitchen to continue making the pastries, “I meant anything else?” “Well, we got our math and spelling tests back and we both got 10/10 on both of them.” Frisk said cheerfully, but all three of them knew it was fake. “Great job, girls. Go get a snack for doing a great job.” Their mother gave them treats when they get good grades, kind of like you would a dog. That’s another reason why they were so fat as well as during summer vacation they would be their mother’s taste testers. The next fall, they would need school uniforms that were two or three sizes larger than the last day of school the year before. A week or two later, when they got home from school Chara found a note from their mom saying that she had a headache and needed to lie down for a couple of hours so if they could not make too much noise she would appreciate it. Under her mom’s signature, it said that there were some new pastries she wanted Frisk and Chara to try. Chara handed the note to her twin and headed towards the kitchen to try the new treats. Chara’s red eyes lit up when she saw that her mom made somewhat of them out of chocolate. Then there was a sort of muffled squeal of joy next to her. Both of the girls were a about to devour the pastries when both of them remembered a rule: No snacks until homework is done. The girls looked longingly at the snacks and walked back to the living room dejectedly and started their homework. 10 minutes later both of them were done and ran into the kitchen to get started “taste testing”. Even though the pastries had the girls’ favorite foods in them, they didn’t taste very good. Both girls agreed on that, but also thought they should finish the plates on the kitchen table. Even though they were stuffed, with rich, sugary treats they finished taste testing. Just before they finished all of the food, a button popped off one of the girls’ blouses and landed on the table in between them. They were too stuffed to care and got up from the table before noticing something that they should of noticed quite a while ago: they both had two small, blobs of fat on their chests (or at least that’s what the young girls thought they were, so that’s why they didn’t think it was a big deal). “Look down at your chest.” the girls said simultaneously, looking down at themselves, “So what? I know I’m fat.” said Chara. “But I didn’t notice THEM before.” said her twin, pointing at Chara’s breasts and then at hers. “We can ask Mom about these later, now I just want to sleep.” Chara said, stretching. That was when the two top buttons shot off her blouse, the button that had popped off of one of the blouses had been off of Frisk’s, the 3rd from the top. “Do you want to sleep in the chair, or on the couch?” Frisk asked, not suggesting sleeping in their own beds. “Our beds are too close to Mom’s, and apparently one or both of us snore.” “Hmm. Well that makes sense.” Chara agreed with Frisk’s logic, “I’ll sleep in the chair and you can have the couch.” When the girls sat or laid down where they decided to sleep, they immediately fell asleep. Unbeknownst to them, Elaine was not sleeping or had a headache, she wanted to do something on the twins’ birthday. But there was a problem, she did not know what that something was. It was Charoline (Chara prefers the name Chara not Charoline) and Frisk’s birthday tomorrow. She then a idea struck her like a lightning bolt. “The legend of Mt Ebbot.” she whispered to herself.
The next day, which luckily was a Saturday, the girls were woken up from their sleep by their mom shouting, “Happy Birthday!” “Can my birthday present be letting me sleep for a couple more hours?” complained a sleepy Chara, then Frisk asked, “Mine too?” “Okay, I guess I made the chocolate chip pancakes for nothing..” sighed Elaine, but when the girls heard the words “chocolate chip pancakes” , they were wide awake. Neither of them cared about anything but the pancakes. “When you’re dressed, come to the kitchen to get your pancakes.” The two fat children walked into the kitchen half dressed: Frisk ran in with a shirt on, one sock and panties. She was hopping on one leg trying while trying to put on the other. Chara had even less on, she only had her panties, and her shirt down just low enough to cover her small fat breasts. Her brown cargo shorts were slung over her left shoulder while she was walking down the hall to the kitchen. “I meant all of your clothes on. Not partial and with you.” their mother starting to get annoyed, this was very difficult to do. After being sort of punished, Elaine told her girls that they’re going on a walk up Mt Ebbot. “Are we being punished even further? Or are you going to leave us there?” the more patient (and possibly has the fear of being abandoned) one asked worriedly. “No, of course not.” Elaine said, trying to reassure her daughter. “After you finish eating, go and put on some warm clothes, I’ve heard that it can get pretty cold.” Maybe 5 minutes later, the two girls were in jeans or cargo pants and sweaters. The warmest pants the girls had were more than a bit tight and they were wearing the sweaters they had which didn’t completely cover their bellies. For some reason or another, Elaine let the girls buy sweaters that were V-necks before they had any cleavage to speak of (why would a sweater have a V-neck? I don’t know, I don’t care. I just needed a way to explain how Chara would carry around a knife without some sort of bag). Chara walked over to a drawer just under the kitchen and grabbed a knife, wrapped it a cloth, stuck in her cleavage. The girl in the green sweater stuck the knife deep enough into her cleavage that no one would notice it by accident and why she had something stuck between her fat breasts. “Are you ready to go?” said the twins’ mother, the two girls nodded without any enthusiasm or any emotion at all, Elaine sighed all excitement and energy now gone, “Let’s go.”
It took a hour to get to the base of the mountain, and 2 more to get to the place where Elaine was planned to stop for lunch. It was a little past noon before the Jugador (Spanish for player) family stopped for lunch. Frisk dramatically fell over, like she did even enough energy or strength left to stand a second longer. Chara was tempted to do the same, but decided not to because of the knife dangerously close to some of her vital organs. So she slowly walked over to a evergreen and slid herself down its’ trunk until she was in a sitting position and then she looked over at her twin and muttered under her breath, “Drama queen.” 20 minutes later, Elaine called her fat daughters over to her and gave them their food which consisted of a sandwich, a apple, and a thermos of lemonade to share with the the three of them. Also Elaine told them that she brought some pastries for the two girls. “Thanks Mom.” the two girls said simultaneously, though it was difficult to know what Frisk said because she said “Thanks” with her mouth full of peanut butter sandwich. Chara didn’t have a peanut butter sandwich because she was very allergic to peanuts. After maybe half a hour, the three Jugadors finished their lunches but not before both Frisk and Chara’s sweaters rode up a inch or two exposing more of Chara’s very large pale belly and Frisk’s light tan and equally as large one (though Chara’s possibly is marginally larger). The three continued going up the mountain until the two overweight kids got separated from their mother. Frisk started to freaking out and that quickly got on Chara’s nerves. “Mom said she wouldn’t abandon us!” Frisk grabbed Chara’s soft, fat left arm, burying her chubby face into Chara’s shoulder, repeating “She wouldn’t abandon us, she wouldn’t abandon us,..” over and over. Breathing deeply to calm herself so she wouldn’t yell her at hysterical twin, Chara carefully and slowly extracted her arm which was starting to grow numb, “Don’t worry. I’m here, I’m sure when Mom notices we’re not next to her, she will be doing everything she can to find us.”
What will happen the twins?
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