The twins scoured the library for all the Gothic fiction they could find. Despite the Library's limited selection and labyrinthine structure, Biff and Chris managed to track down works from all the greats. Shelly, Radcliffe, James, Wapole... soon the twins had created several large stacks of books. As they sought their quarries, the twins changes continued. Their skin now matched each others at a dead white, and their once muscular frames had shrunk to a slender, almost frail size, to the point in which once their search was over the two found themselves winded.
"Is this all?" Joni asked sarcastically, though her eyes showed she was amazed they could find so many non crappy books in the library.
"Indeed, we believe this should supplement the collection we were forced to leave behind for now," the twins said, no one realizing their voices had gone up a bit in pitch, and taken on an constantly deadpan tone.
"Alright then let's load up the books and unless there's anything else let's ditch this place," Joni said, figuring the librarians and few students who frequented the library would never miss the volumes.
"No, there is nothing else," Chris stated flatly.
"So let us be off," Biff said in an identical voice.
And with that the five of them gathered the books and left the library behind.
Zoe opened her front door to admit her friend Mikey. She didn't notice anything strange about her friend, just as Mikey himself didn't notice how he had grown a nearly two feet and now had chestnut hair hanging in waves down to his shoulders.
"Zoe, you look fantastic in that blouse! How are things developing with our little problem?" Mikey said, though his heavy accent made it sound more like: "Zoeh, yoo luk fahntasteec in zat blawse! 'Ow are sings developeeng wit ahr leetle problehm?"
"Of course I look fantastic," Zoe replied with a smile, "Come on inside." Mikey entered, and followed Zoe to her room. "I tried getting the bitch busted for going to some lame concert last night, but like, Zelda says now that they're showing some freaking twins around without the slightest indication of punishment. I sent the little airhead out to see who'd be willing to help. So far all she's asked is Sarah, and she's currently too busy fighting over her her girlfriend with Rita."
"Oh you mean that star football player?" Mikey asked, "I heard she was going out with Rita."
"Whatever. Point is, I need to make that freak pay, and I need your help doing it. Got any ideas?"
Mikey gave a sly grin, neither he nor Zoe noticing as his glossed lips puff out as he did so, "As a matter of fact, I think I have just the thing..."
