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    Believe it or not, me and Anya actually passed the entrance exam. I stressed the fuck out over it too, Anya and I studied for like three days. Only sleeping in the middle of the day.

    We did all that and when a letter finally came in stating that we were on a wait list (to Loid quickly disposing of the two children's family) to getting another letter stating that we needed both parents present.

    Both parents.

    This is how we ended up with uncle Frank's standing in front of us with a wig, makeup and a long dress.

    "Yeah, no." Loid flat out denied him.

    "What?!" He shouted.

    "Anya cannot accept this mama."

    "Evil step mama..." I sighed.

    "That's enough for you too." Loid lightly scolded. "You're just not going to cut it for the mother role, Franky."

     Franky whispered to Loid, "You're literally a spy. Couldn't you have done my disguise better?"

     "There's only so much I can do with your height and physique."

     "I can't believe I volunteered for this!"

     Anya offered uncle Frankie a peanut as Loid paced our living room back and forth. I could see that stress was starting to get to him. I guess I could step in and help him out.

     "Well, in the meantime. I copied all the files of unmarried women from city hall." Franky passed Loid the files. He took off the wig and scratched his head, he pointed at us with his lips. "You need one who won't care if you're divorced with a kid..even worse two. Is refined enough for a prestigious school, and is willing to get married within hours? If a goddess like that exists, I'd sure love to meet her." He patted our heads. "Meanwhile, I'm not picky at all, yet I can't even get a date."

     "How unfortunate." Loid does have humor.

     "Don't pity me, asshole!"

     "Is having a kid bad? Are we in the way?" Anya asked papa.

    "You're not in the way at all. Don't you guys worry. Just go watch some TV." This was enough to satisfy Anya but I clung to Loid. Unlike my sister, I didn't have mind reading powers...

     Franky asked, "Actually, why don't you just use a female agent from your work?"

     "A lot of them got caught in the recent spy hunts, so I couldn't find a good match."

     "Yikes... Selling people out is really in right now."

     "We don't have enough agents, so I got another mission on top of this. Eliminating a certain smuggling ring."

     "They're working you to the bone! Let's just get this over with. The quickest options would be women in bad circumstances who'd cooperate with you. Finding dirt on them might help, too. If they don't have any, we can always make some up."

    Loid covered my ears. "I'd like to avoid anything risky."

    Their eyes wandered to Anya and I. Looking back and forth between us. Anya was eagerly dancing along with the show.

     Franky pointed at her, "Oh, please. She's plenty risky. She definitely doesn't look like any princess from a rich family."

      "You've got a point. I need to at least do something about their appearances."

     And that's how we ended up at a tailor's office. The room smelled nice, caramel candies in a bowl at the front counter. The interior design was splashed with two shades of green. It surprisingly complemented each other.

     It was a middle aged woman. Her wedding ring flashed in the light. She came out and eagerly cooed over me and Anya.

      Crouching down to the two of us, she softly gripped our hands. "Now, young lady and gentleman, I'm going to take your measurements. Come with me."

    "I'm being sold off somewhere!" Anya called out to Loid, his face flushed red.

    "You won't be if you behave."

   'That's not any better—'

    The middle aged lady led us back to the seamstress. First thing she did was take our measurements. Everything was measured, leaving our height last.

     "I'm as long as y/n!"

     "What?! How!" I asked her to re-measure us about four times. There was no way she was suddenly my height.

     The seamstress laughed at the both of us, helping us change into the school uniform. She thought I was joking, but I assure you I was NOT. I asked her to measure us one last time and as she was, Anya ran out to papa.

     "Papa!" She called out to him. I chased after her, screaming no. "I now know how long I am! And I'm just as long as Y/n!"

    "She's lying!" I sobbed. My eyes were blurry and I just ran to the first leg I could find. I clutched onto them.

    "I'm not!"

    "Y/n please let go of her!" Loid shouted at me. I clutched on harder.

    "Wait. Who's that?" Anya asked.

    "Another customer....y/n please let go." I felt his arm clutch around mine. But jokes on him, I'm stronger.

       The room fell silent, with Loid trying to pry me off of Yor.

      This somehow gave Anya an idea as she ran up to them and started singing.

       Her arms were crossed across her chest. "Ah, I am oh so lonely because I do not have a mama. Y/n must be sad too, that's why he won't let go. I long for a mama."

     Yor quickly gleamed. "Are you not with your wife?"

     "Oh, er... I actually lost my wife two years ago." He thinks pretty quickly on the spot. "So I'm raising the twins on my own now."

      "Twins you say?" I felt her pick me up, and I allowed it. I heard Loid explain how they're fraternal twins. "Excuse me...  Loid....i have a favor to ask of you."

     Loid quickly paid for the outfits and we changed back. After that, we slipped outside. I was still in Yors arms.

     That's when she popped the question.

    "Pretend to be your boyfriend?" He stopped.

     "Yes..." She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she continued to hold me. "I fibbed to my younger brother about having a boyfriend. If it's not too much trouble, I was hoping you'd accompany me to this party. Um, I promise I don't have any ulterior motives! Of course, I'll thank you properly, too. I just want to put my brother's mind at ease."

    It fell silent before Loid gave his answer. "Very well. I accept."

    "Really?!"

    "But I would like something in return. So you see... I'd like you to play the role of their mother during the interview."

    "Their mother?"

    "With the future being so uncertain right now, my only wish is for my children to get into a good school. This was also the wish of my late wife." Now it was Yor's turn to pause. "It will only be one time. Would you be up for it?"

    "A-All right... If you think I'm fit for the role."

    "Thank you. Then let us reconvene at Saturday's party."

    "Yes."

    "Then I'll see you later."

    "Um.."

    "If you're worried about the children, I got a sitter for you on Saturday"

    "N-No... Y/N won't let go."

    "Oh right..."

Loid quickly left us at home, disappearing out again. Anya told me it was for a mission, soon uncle franky invited himself into our home and helped us get changed and ready for bed.

The next couple of days, Yor came over to our house and we practiced being a normal family...

The interview is only in a few days.

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