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Evan and Ethan Brightman here, proud Windsors. You can call us the Tweedles. You might want to run along now, unless you want to participate in one of our amazing Nerf wars! If you want a gun or two to join us in our battles, just drop us an ask :D This is a RP account. I have no affiliation to the brilliant CP Coulter or to Riker Lynch

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*slightly insane giggling*

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OOC:

Sorry I've been gone so much guys.

OOC-Jules messaged me this morning saying that most people got a message asking if they wanted to stay.

I got no such message, but I would very much like to stay.

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Jeedles

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The blonds observed their schoolmate with curious blue eyes.

“How would you suggest we find out?” one of the twins asked.

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“I don’t know,” Julian answered petulantly, flopping back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. “Why do you guys even care about me anyways?”

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“Why wouldn’t we, pretty Cheshire?” the twins asked, a raw, childlike honesty in their voices.

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“Because we’ve barely talked, except when you hit on me that one time…” Julian mumbled.

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Evan and Ethan looked at eachother, somewhat dumbstruck.

“Well, put two and two together here, Cheshire…. We know you’re a Stuart so you have to have a pretty good brain… if we flirted with you then we must like you a little? Yeah?”

“You need us.” Ethan added simply.

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“Like I said,” Julian replied saucily, still laying on his back, “I don’t need anyone. I can just…go back to LA and forget any of this ever h-happened…”

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"Cheshire!" the Tweedles chided, losing their patience a little, "You. Need. Us. You need someone. You will realize it one day, cat., but the turnout will be much better if you figure it out now!"

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Jeedles

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The blonds observed their schoolmate with curious blue eyes.

“How would you suggest we find out?” one of the twins asked.

[julianlarsoncheshirecat-blog]

“I don’t know,” Julian answered petulantly, flopping back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. “Why do you guys even care about me anyways?”

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“Why wouldn’t we, pretty Cheshire?” the twins asked, a raw, childlike honesty in their voices.

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“Because we’ve barely talked, except when you hit on me that one time…” Julian mumbled.

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Evan and Ethan looked at eachother, somewhat dumbstruck.

"Well, put two and two together here, Cheshire.... We know you're a Stuart so you have to have a pretty good brain... if we flirted with you then w must like you a little? Yeah?"

"You need us." Ethan added simply.

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Jeedles

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The blonds observed their schoolmate with curious blue eyes.

“How would you suggest we find out?” one of the twins asked.

[julianlarsoncheshirecat-blog]

“I don’t know,” Julian answered petulantly, flopping back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. “Why do you guys even care about me anyways?”

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"Why wouldn't we, pretty Cheshire?" the twins asked, a raw, childlike honesty in their voices.

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Jeedles

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Julian sniffled, wiping his nose again with the handkerchief, at a loss for words again. He was miserable and utterly broken-hearted.

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The Tweedles shared another glance and sung softly, together, to their cheshire cat. They figured it was worth a try.

“Oh, why you look so sad? Tears are in your eyes… c’mon and come to me now…”

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The actor slowly raised his head as they sang, a bit confused by their choice of song. But he remained silent, sitting up and hugging his knees to his chest, listening.

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The twins pushed through the song, sharing bright meaningful looks with one anther and turning back to Julian, tilting their heads identically to one side.

“You shouldn’t have to be sad.” one  of the blonds said simply.

“We’ll take care of you, if you want, Cheshire.”

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He lifted his chin from his knees, furrowing his brow in confusion. “What do you mean by ‘take care of me’…?” Julian asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.

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Evan and Ethan smiled, their lips turning up in a way that bordered on shy. Would have been shy, in fact, if it had been coming from anyone but the Brightman boys.

“Whatever you wish it to mean, Cheshire” they said together.

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The brunette actor still watched them carefully. “I don’t know what I want it to mean,” he confessed quietly, brown eyes flickering with uncertainty.

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The blonds observed their schoolmate with curious blue eyes.

"How would you suggest we find out?" one of the twins asked.

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Jeedles

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Julian sniffled, wiping his nose again with the handkerchief, at a loss for words again. He was miserable and utterly broken-hearted.

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

The Tweedles shared another glance and sung softly, together, to their cheshire cat. They figured it was worth a try.

“Oh, why you look so sad? Tears are in your eyes… c’mon and come to me now…”

[julianlarsoncheshirecat-blog]

The actor slowly raised his head as they sang, a bit confused by their choice of song. But he remained silent, sitting up and hugging his knees to his chest, listening.

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The twins pushed through the song, sharing bright meaningful looks with one anther and turning back to Julian, tilting their heads identically to one side.

“You shouldn’t have to be sad.” one  of the blonds said simply.

“We’ll take care of you, if you want, Cheshire.”

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He lifted his chin from his knees, furrowing his brow in confusion. “What do you mean by ‘take care of me’…?” Julian asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.

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Evan and Ethan smiled, their lips turning up in a way that bordered on shy. Would have been shy, in fact, if it had been coming from anyone but the Brightman boys.

"Whatever you wish it to mean, Cheshire" they said together.

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Jeedles

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Evan made little hushing sounds to try to calm Julian and inclined his head the slightest fraction of a bit when faced with his brother’s questioning glance.

“The Knave has tended to not know what he’s missing.” Ethan said softly.

“This is one of those times,” Evan finished the thought.

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Julian hiccuped slightly. “I h-hate this. I’m Julian fucking Larson!” he exclaimed, sniffling. “Why did he give me hope only to take everything away from me again?”

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Evan handed Julian a handkercheif made out of the striped fabric that the Tweedles wear in Alice in Wonderland.

“The Knave isn’t good at knowing what is best for him…. He knows what he thinks he wants…” the older twin struggled to find a way to complete his point.

“But what he thinks he wants isn’t what he needs. Or what’s good for him. Cheshire, you are too good for him if he treats you that way.” Ethan finished concisely, with a hint of a blush creeping across his cheeks.

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Julian wiped at his face, blowing his nose into the handkerchief, looking up at them sadly, his nose and eyes red from crying. “Clearly, I’m not good enough for him…”

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“That’s the knave’s problem,” Ethan said earnestly.

“Not yours.” Evan continued, his voice softer, more serious that Julian had heard it.

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Julian sniffled, wiping his nose again with the handkerchief, at a loss for words again. He was miserable and utterly broken-hearted.

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

The Tweedles shared another glance and sung softly, together, to their cheshire cat. They figured it was worth a try.

“Oh, why you look so sad? Tears are in your eyes… c’mon and come to me now…”

[julianlarsoncheshirecat-blog]

The actor slowly raised his head as they sang, a bit confused by their choice of song. But he remained silent, sitting up and hugging his knees to his chest, listening.

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

The twins pushed through the song, sharing bright meaningful looks with one anther and turning back to Julian, tilting their heads identically to one side.

"You shouldn't have to be sad." one  of the blonds said simply.

"We'll take care of you, if you want, Cheshire."

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Jeedles

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Evan made little hushing sounds to try to calm Julian and inclined his head the slightest fraction of a bit when faced with his brother’s questioning glance.

“The Knave has tended to not know what he’s missing.” Ethan said softly.

“This is one of those times,” Evan finished the thought.

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Julian hiccuped slightly. “I h-hate this. I’m Julian fucking Larson!” he exclaimed, sniffling. “Why did he give me hope only to take everything away from me again?”

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

Evan handed Julian a handkercheif made out of the striped fabric that the Tweedles wear in Alice in Wonderland.

“The Knave isn’t good at knowing what is best for him…. He knows what he thinks he wants…” the older twin struggled to find a way to complete his point.

“But what he thinks he wants isn’t what he needs. Or what’s good for him. Cheshire, you are too good for him if he treats you that way.” Ethan finished concisely, with a hint of a blush creeping across his cheeks.

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Julian wiped at his face, blowing his nose into the handkerchief, looking up at them sadly, his nose and eyes red from crying. “Clearly, I’m not good enough for him…”

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“That’s the knave’s problem,” Ethan said earnestly.

“Not yours.” Evan continued, his voice softer, more serious that Julian had heard it.

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Julian sniffled, wiping his nose again with the handkerchief, at a loss for words again. He was miserable and utterly broken-hearted.

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

The Tweedles shared another glance and sung softly, together, to their cheshire cat. They figured it was worth a try.

"Oh, why you look so sad? Tears are in your eyes... c'mon and come to me now..."

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Jeedles

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Evan made little hushing sounds to try to calm Julian and inclined his head the slightest fraction of a bit when faced with his brother’s questioning glance.

“The Knave has tended to not know what he’s missing.” Ethan said softly.

“This is one of those times,” Evan finished the thought.

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Julian hiccuped slightly. “I h-hate this. I’m Julian fucking Larson!” he exclaimed, sniffling. “Why did he give me hope only to take everything away from me again?”

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

Evan handed Julian a handkercheif made out of the striped fabric that the Tweedles wear in Alice in Wonderland.

“The Knave isn’t good at knowing what is best for him…. He knows what he thinks he wants…” the older twin struggled to find a way to complete his point.

“But what he thinks he wants isn’t what he needs. Or what’s good for him. Cheshire, you are too good for him if he treats you that way.” Ethan finished concisely, with a hint of a blush creeping across his cheeks.

[julianlarsoncheshirecat-blog]

Julian wiped at his face, blowing his nose into the handkerchief, looking up at them sadly, his nose and eyes red from crying. “Clearly, I’m not good enough for him…”

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"That's the knave's problem," Ethan said earnestly.

"Not yours." Evan continued, his voice softer, more serious that Julian had heard it.

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Jeedles

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Evan made little hushing sounds to try to calm Julian and inclined his head the slightest fraction of a bit when faced with his brother’s questioning glance.

“The Knave has tended to not know what he’s missing.” Ethan said softly.

“This is one of those times,” Evan finished the thought.

[julianlarsoncheshirecat-blog]

Julian hiccuped slightly. “I h-hate this. I’m Julian fucking Larson!” he exclaimed, sniffling. “Why did he give me hope only to take everything away from me again?”

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

Evan handed Julian a handkercheif made out of the striped fabric that the Tweedles wear in Alice in WOnderland.

"The Knave isn't good at knowing what is best for him.... He knows what he thinks he wants..." the older twin struggled to find a way to complete his point.

"But what he thinks he wants isn't what he needs. Or what's good for him. Cheshire, you are too good for him if he treats you that way." Ethan finished concisely, with a hint of a blush creeping across his cheeks.

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Jeedles

Evan and Ethan clambered, catlike, up to Julian’s window and shimmied it open expertly, peering into the room with bright blue eyes that looked brighter still in the darkness.

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Julian sat on his bed, staring down at his phone, half expecting a call from the stupid blond prefect that ruined his life. He flopped face down onto the pillows, hearing his window open. Without looking up, he groaned, “Go away.”

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Two pairs of feet set lightly down on the floor and padded towards teh bed. One bright male voice simply said “No,” letting his twin elaborate.

“You need us, Cheshire.”

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“I don’t need anyone,” the actor hissed, lifting his head. “What I need is to get back to LA and get back to work. I’ve got nothing left for me here…” he added miserably, burying his face back into the pillow.

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The twins strode boldly over to the bed, each taking one of Julian’s hands despite his protests and looking up at him expectantly.

“Tell us, Cheshire. Yell. Scream. We’ll listen.”

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Julian gazed back at them, shaking his head wordlessly, beginning to cry.

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The pairs of bright blue eyes locked nervously and Evan cautiously pulled Julian to rest more against his chest while Ethan rubbed the Stuart’s back in what he hoped was a reassuring manner. Neither of them spoke, having no idea what to say.

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“He said he lo-loved me,” Julian said tearfully, pressing his cheek to Evan’s chest. He just had to let it out, all of it. “I pined after h-him for three years and he finally s-saw me. H-he said that he’d always had feelings for m-me. And then one day he j-just decides he doesn’t want me anymore? I don’t understand!” he sobbed.

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Evan made little hushing sounds to try to calm Julian and inclined his head the slightest fraction of a bit when faced with his brother's questioning glance.

"The Knave has tended to not know what he's missing." Ethan said softly.

"This is one of those times," Evan finished the thought.

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Jeedles

Evan and Ethan clambered, catlike, up to Julian’s window and shimmied it open expertly, peering into the room with bright blue eyes that looked brighter still in the darkness.

[julianlarsoncheshirecat-blog]

Julian sat on his bed, staring down at his phone, half expecting a call from the stupid blond prefect that ruined his life. He flopped face down onto the pillows, hearing his window open. Without looking up, he groaned, “Go away.”

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

Two pairs of feet set lightly down on the floor and padded towards teh bed. One bright male voice simply said “No,” letting his twin elaborate.

“You need us, Cheshire.”

[julianlarsoncheshirecat-blog]

“I don’t need anyone,” the actor hissed, lifting his head. “What I need is to get back to LA and get back to work. I’ve got nothing left for me here…” he added miserably, burying his face back into the pillow.

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The twins strode boldly over to the bed, each taking one of Julian’s hands despite his protests and looking up at him expectantly.

“Tell us, Cheshire. Yell. Scream. We’ll listen.”

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Julian gazed back at them, shaking his head wordlessly, beginning to cry.

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The pairs of bright blue eyes locked nervously and Evan cautiously pulled Julian to rest more against his chest while Ethan rubbed the Stuart's back in what he hoped was a reassuring manner. Neither of them spoke, having no idea what to say.

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Jeedles

Evan and Ethan clambered, catlike, up to Julian’s window and shimmied it open expertly, peering into the room with bright blue eyes that looked brighter still in the darkness.

[julianlarsoncheshirecat-blog]

Julian sat on his bed, staring down at his phone, half expecting a call from the stupid blond prefect that ruined his life. He flopped face down onto the pillows, hearing his window open. Without looking up, he groaned, “Go away.”

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

Two pairs of feet set lightly down on the floor and padded towards teh bed. One bright male voice simply said “No,” letting his twin elaborate.

“You need us, Cheshire.”

[julianlarsoncheshirecat-blog]

“I don’t need anyone,” the actor hissed, lifting his head. “What I need is to get back to LA and get back to work. I’ve got nothing left for me here…” he added miserably, burying his face back into the pillow.

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

The twins strode boldly over to the bed, each taking one of Julian's hands despite his protests and looking up at him expectantly.

"Tell us, Cheshire. Yell. Scream. We'll listen."

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Jeedles

Evan and Ethan clambered, catlike, up to Julian’s window and shimmied it open expertly, peering into the room with bright blue eyes that looked brighter still in the darkness.

[julianlarsoncheshirecat-blog]

Julian sat on his bed, staring down at his phone, half expecting a call from the stupid blond prefect that ruined his life. He flopped face down onto the pillows, hearing his window open. Without looking up, he groaned, “Go away.”

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

Two pairs of feet set lightly down on the floor and padded towards the bed. One bright male voice simply said "No," letting his twin elaborate.

"You need us, Cheshire."

[doublewindsormischief-blog]

Jeedles

Evan and Ethan clambered, catlike, up to Julian's window and shimmied it open expertly, peering into the room with bright blue eyes that looked brighter still in the darkness.

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OOC:

Need to vent here in my safe place again.

I don't want to be the last option.

Everyone is always first in my life, everyone but me.

Is it too much to ask to be first in someone elses?