ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ, ᵃᵖᵃʳᵗ

Both of the twins stopped when their attention was called back, seemingly not noticing the now dozens of rubber balls that filled the room, either that or they both were used to this and just didn’t care. This was a common argument between the two after all. Neither sat back down, but they both did stare in a mix between disbelief and curiosity.

“There’s no way…” the shorter murmured.

“You can do that! You’re lying!” The taller accused, crossing his arms and pouting, the smaller copying the motion.

"We're listening now..."

"...Yeah, since its obviously..."

“You are? Thats gotta be fun! I wish I could do that!” Hip was instantly gushing, eyes lighting up. The taller of the duo didn’t seem anywhere near as excited, but a bit curious about what was going on with this stranger.

“We’ve never heard of you before.” the two both said at hearing the ‘general’ thing, the wonder leaving the smaller’s face and being replaced with a sort of caution. “No one ever told us about you.” Hop finally said, voice just betraying suspicion. 

“...’Blah blah, you’re a kid!”

“They’d have to listen because you’re in charge.” both of them agreed, seemingly rather excited about that idea, trying to not ask any more questions, simply because he... seemed to get off topic a lot and they were getting pretty confused by what he was saying.

“No, we’ve never been t’one before.” Hop muttered.

“But we want to!” the smaller added in.

“You want to, you mean.”

“You do too!”

“Magic isn’t that hard, Kamek! We could do it…”

“Sleeping! Watch!” Hip hummed and grabbed his scepter, and, of course, made a rubber ball with it.

“That’s not any fun, Hip! That’s all you can do!” Hop snickered, grabbing his own. “I can do better than you!” and with that both of them were shooting either beams of magic or rubber balls everywhere.

Oops.

Kamek huffed and crossed his arms as rubber balls and magic spells continued to bounce across the room. As he pondered for a solution for the lack of attention Hip and Hop were offering him, he was nearly struck with one of them, though surprisingly, he caught it. And quickly in fact. Not seeming amused in all he made sure to puncture the rubber ball in his hand with his claws, causing it to deflate while he tossed it aside.

“There’s no way...” the shorter murmured.

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“I don’t get it… why’s this kinda stuff…”

“So important?”

“Exactly! Why’s it so important?”

The two of them sat next to each other on the ground, looking at the other sibling with bored expressions, completely ignoring the Magikoopa’s existence.

Kamek turned around with a rather displeased look on his face. He sighed, knowing that most likely, the twins weren’t listening at all. Rolling his eyes in annoyance, Kamek decided to speak up again.

“Sleeping! Watch!” Hip hummed and grabbed his scepter, and, of course, made a rubber ball with it.

“That’s not any fun, Hip! That’s all you can do!” Hop snickered, grabbing his own. “I can do better than you!” and with that both of them were shooting either beams of magic or rubber balls everywhere.

The brothers handed over the letters, or, most of them. When he had not been looking they had slipped the more interesting looking ones into their shells, out of sight for the moment, and hopefully not missed because they probably wouldn’t give them back.

“You should let us help you!” Lemmy suggested, grinning. “We’re…”

“..The best deliver-ers someone could ask for!”

Being a naive sort, the Paratroopa didn’t seem to notice and he gently set the letters back into his mailbag as a smile found its way back to his beak. He was totally oblivious that some were missing!

Both of them looked at each other and muttered to each other, then seemed to calm down pretty quickly. “Fine...” Hop huffed.

The two of them stopped at the ‘nicknames’, leaning over to whisper in each others ears about something, probably about him and the oddness of the situation, or maybe just about the fact that he made their nicknames longer. After a moment they both turned their attention back to him, the smaller bounding so he was behind the double.

“Do you work there or somethin’?” he questioned.

“We don’t get to go places like that, so duh we wouldn’t know.”

Just like before, Lemmy continued to silently stare back at the group, his tongue lolling out of the side of his mouth and his eyes seemingly focused on two different directions. Well, to be fair if Lemmy made their nicknames any shorter they’d probably be “Hi” and “Ho”. And neither were acceptable. 

Neither of the brothers moved to help him, though they did each grab a few letters and begin looking at them curiously, as if debating looking at what they contained.

“Wow, you carry…”

“A lotta mail, Mister.”

“Where do you take this stuff?” they both questioned, looking down curiously.

As Parakarry struggled and failed to collect the letters he had lost he found that the siblings had quickly found a couple, looking over at them. The Paratroopa sighed softly in relief and reached out to take them.

“You should let us help you!” Lemmy suggested, grinning. “We’re…”

The taller looked down at the smaller, who blinked a few times. Was this normal somehow? They both shrugged, as if having some silent conversation, before shaking their heads.

“Is there a circus near here?” the taller questioned.

”We’ve never seen anything like that near here.” the smaller added, frowning.

The smaller, the other double, held a hand out curiously, extending for some sort of greeting. “M’Hip, that’s Hop, we’re…”

“…Kinda twins.” the taller, finished, seemingly unwilling to give some kind of formality.

Lemmy simply continued to stand in place and, much like the smaller in front of him, stared into two multiple directions rather than specifically at them, appearing oblivious to their puzzlement about the Koopaling’s strikingly familiar appearance.

“Do you work there or somethin’?” he questioned.

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“It’s not…”

“…Our fault! You did it!”

The two stood defensively, though the smaller was on the ground, laying on his stomach from falling over. The taller crossed his arms, huffing loudly as he did. Seems they were unhappy.

“Wow, you carry...”

“A lotta mail, Mister.”

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“Whoa, freaky…” the smaller muttered, blinking.

“He looks like us..” the taller agreed, both of them staring at the other with curious expressions and wide grins, as if this was some sort of game that they were excited to get started.

“Is there a circus near here?” the taller questioned.

”We’ve never seen anything like that near here.” the smaller added, frowning.

The smaller, the other double, held a hand out curiously, extending for some sort of greeting. “M’Hip, that’s Hop, we’re...”