"...that we had an older brother and that I still inherited the stone, not him." We'd need some protection from doing chores, and that was the while point of becoming my sister's twin after all. Catching her raised eyebrow I said "Safer us having the stone, we don't want to end up as triplets."
"Nice catch," she grinned as our vision blurred. When it cleared I was surprised to see that the room had changed once more; now there were two beds and it looked as if two people lived here.
"Huh," I commented, "that's odd."
"Not really," replied Zoe, "wishing a brother up wouldn't wish up another room in the house. Guess he's got my old room and me and you bunk up here."
"Makes sense," I nodded, "this is the biggest bedroom after our parents'." I shrugged and smiled "On the plus side, this quality time will let you teach me how to be a girl and do girly things."
