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TO AN OUTSIDER, ONE COULD SAY THEY WERE SLAVING AWAY AT THEIR SCHOOLWORK. But to everyone who lived in their home, the twins were slaving away at their schoolwork for next month. They'd barely heard the slight knock at the door, fully engrossed in their studies, and didn't even comprehend the smell of their dinner floating adrift throughout the house. It's only when Ethan's algebra book was forcibly shut that they'd look up at their mother, a little confused and bewildered. ' What time is it? ' Ethan asked, pushing up his glasses. ' You really started us, Mom. We were getting somewhere! ' Tristan followed up, exasperated. ' We need to get this done so we can have time off from schoolwork for the next 3 weeks! '