"What are you two doing?" Two small faces peer anxiously up at me.

"We just wanted to look like you," she offers quietly. He looks down and nods. My heart twists and suddenly I'm not angry anymore. I kneel and pick up the bowl and the brush.

Both my siblings have shrunk away from me. "Come on," I reassure them as I pull my sister to my side. "Let's finish you up."

We sit there on the floor for hours while I trace my swirling patterns onto their arms and legs and chests until we match.

Only, mine are real.

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Hey, remember the Air elemental from Invincible, with the twins?  Welcome back!  Yeah isn't it sad?

I actually wrote this one in a notebook -- aren't I awesome?