#psykinesis

Why ... had they ended up sitting next to each other ... ? A terrible oversight on his part? An intentional choice on her part? A horrible coincidental accident? Either way, he was ... not particularly comfortable with this arrangement.

He'd been hoping that Natsume had fallen asleep--maybe then he could just surreptitiously sneak off--but that was clearly not the case. He should probably take offense at her comment, but he was too unnerved by having the psychic sitting so close beside him.

Costume parties were the best. They got to wear really cool masks like Will did and run everywhere they liked and people were okay with that. But, in an event like this, they had to be a little proper. It wasn’t often that they got to see Shishou in person! They were actually wallflowers in this event, which was really weird, actually. They’re usually the stars of the show or at least mascots and just about everyone noticed them.

It must be the masks, Liza thought. It was hiding their natural awesomeness, but she wasn’t about to remove it just yet. Not while Tate still wore his. Speaking of which, she looked at her twin then, who looked back at just the right moment.

“ Are you thinking what I’m thinking? ” She grinned.

He grinned just the same, reaching out for her hand. “ Obviously! ”

They scampered across the floor, looking for their first target, the master of psychic pokemon, herself, and stood before her. A hand lay flat on their masks, testing to make sure they’re firmly in place. Like this, their clothing matched as well as their hair styles. Only the highlights and the differences in the mask were enough to distinguish them. 

“ If you get this wrong --- ” said the one with a plusle mask. The one with the minun mask followed up with “ ---we’ll be taking all the candy here. ”

“ Can you tell who is who? ”     

    SOMETIMES NATSUME FORGOT that these two were Gym Leaders like herself. Their excitement–not contagious in the slightest–was almost overwhelming. Always a pleasurable experience when Tate and Liza came to visit. “Hello.”

They weren’t dumb; they knew just how not to be too annoying to the older psychic. That’s one of the only reasons why they didn’t jump on her like they would have if it were someone form their own league. Still, they grinned. Tate held their hands behind their back, Liza at their front. Both of them looked up at Natsume like she was the biggest (and awesomest) thing in the world---which she was.

“ Are you busy? ” Tate asked.

Liza piped in next; “ We can help out, if you are! ”        

    WITH A CRITICAL EYE, Natsume looks between the girl and the bag of popcorn held out for her to take from. “I prefer sweet over salty.”