Now that they could all speak, Noah wondered what he could do with them. He certainly would have back up if he needed to fight. He let the naked clones get dressed. It was getting weird again. He had an idea while they were changing. He got up and went to the closet. Digging in the back, he found a gym duffel bag. It was the one his old gi was in. He put the gi aside and went to the drawer. He stuffed white trunks and blue briefs into the bag. He had four pairs of jeans and four shirts at random. That would be what his clones would wear when he summoned them. He closed his eyes and tried to dismiss them. They did not disappear like last time. He tried again, this time, focusing hard on them going away. When he saw they were still standing there, he was confused. "Why aren't you going away!?" he asked them in annoyance. As a group, they looked at each other again and shrugged. It pissed Noah off. "Because I don't want to. I made that my power." the first clone that could speak said. "Note to self, don't let clones get powers." he said out loud. "What am I going to tell mom and dad?"
One of the clones smirked and said "They're our parents too now." Noah was totally defeated. He had four new brothers to deal with. All of the other clones looked pretty pleased with themselves. He had no clue what his parents would say. He sighed and said "Looks like we have to bite the bullet and tell them." They nodded and followed him downstairs. His parents were both surprised and disappointed. There was no way that they could support five children. Luckily, his uncle was there to pick up the slack. He was a bachelor and was making a good salary. He was able to take two of the clones. When he came over, he just smirked at him and said "Well this looks like a silly mistake. You live and you learn." He pointed at two of them and said "You guys better not make more clones while your at my house." They smiled and hugged him. "Thanks." one of them said. "I really appreciate it." the other said. Chuckling he said "You guys need new names. I'll call you Crimson and Scarlet since Noah is a red Lock." Noah's dad said "Then the others can be Maroon and Cinnabar." It was fine.
Since it was unusual and impractical for his uncle, Crimson and Scarlet were going to be at his home all day. He was a businessman putting in long hours at the office to chase a promotion. The thing he needed the most was a pair of people he could trust to have the apartment kept clean and dinner cooked by the time he stumbled in the door. While still unusual and impractical, Noah's parents wanted Maroon and Cinnabar to continue their education along with Noah. That meant that Noah's mom had to come to school to register them the next day. Noah still brought the duffel bag to school. It was just in case something happened. She finished with the registration and looked at them. "Okay, boys. You know what you have to do. Keep your nose clean and have fun." she said. She had to go to work and there was no time to wait around for them to get their schedules. It was probably going to be the same as Noah's anyway. She left and the schedule was given to them 5 minutes later. Surprisingly, they were both placed in a separate homeroom. They had half of the same classes together.
