Edrick and Emira Blight always had complexes about their status as twins. Physically similar, having similar tastes in games, music, etc... Children, they had dressed up identically during Halloween and no one could tell them apart. This event planted an unease in the hearts of the twins. Was the gender really the only difference between them? Was there really no one to recognize them as two distinct individuals?

Slowly, the Blight twins began to get laugh of the opinions of others, especially on social media. No matter the site, they always shared the same account and no one ever guessed there were two people behind. They had already given up hope when they started using Wattpad.

Then aged 11, Edrick and Emira had started reading these stories for fun, finding pleasure in the absurd logic of fanfictions or in the headless reactions of the characters.

One day, the twins were interested in the story of a child held captive in his own home. The little one had never left the basement and only had contact with the outside thanks to the cell phone he had stolen from his parents. On their first reading, the twins joked in the comments, asking why the parents hadn't disconnected the phone remotely instead of paying for a lost device. They had a big laugh in front of their screen then. After all, it was for these inconsistencies necessary for the progression of the story that they loved the site so much.

However, a few days later, returning from class, Edrick and Emira discovered a multitude of responses to this comment. Things like 'Yeah, sure...' or 'Don't joke about that. It's serious!'. Going back to the top of the discussion that their comment had become, the twins read the post that other users had criticized all day. It was a direct response to their own joke.

"Can they really disconnect it!? I did the same as that boy, how can I keep the connection?'

The twins were puzzled with this message. The story seemed so improbable. It was only natural that so many people thought this was just a bad taste joke. Still, proably a form of youthful naivety, they decided to give this person the benefit of doubt. So they wrote to him in private.

T.I.B.T: Did you really steal your parents' phone? Why?

The response notification rang two minutes later.

D.T.T.D: My little sister was having a lot of nightmares. I knew our parents could ask questions on their phone so I stole it to figure out how to make bad dreams go away and it was all about good night stories. Then I searched for 'stories' and Wattpad was at the top of the list.

Reading this message, the siblings were forced to admit that this person seemed sincere. They themselves had already snuck into the parents' room to retrieve the stuffed animal they had confiscated and discreetly returned it to their little sister.

They had already started to believe this capitivy story when a new message arrived, delivering the final blow.

D.T.T.D: We can't lose the connection! My sister is finally starting to sleep well! Do you know a way to keep it? Please?

Edrick had answered without even thinking.

T.I.B.T: I know someone who knows a lot about phones. I will ask her and I will answer you tomorrow.

D.T.T.D: Seriously? Thank you! I'll wait for your message. Thanks again!

Emira had slightly pushed her brother to answer.

T.I.B.T: No problem ^^. I believe you and I want to help you.

The conversation had ended there for the night, but the twins had made a heavy decision. They were going to do whatever they could to help this person...

The next day, the siblings had managed to convince their father to drive them to school early. At first surprised, he was nevertheless delighted that his children finally showed enthusiasm for school and had accepted.

As soon as they got there, the twins had spun to the library and, after a few minutes, finally found the one they were looking for: Entrapta.

Neither Edrick nor Emira had really spoken to her until then. To be precise, they had never seen her talk to anyone, not even the teachers.

However, they had often seen her in the library when they had to do research for an assignment. This girl was always alone at her table, reading huge books about machines. A few times the twins had joked among themselves about Entrapa's strange passion. But, as they approached her table to ask for her help, they vowed to apologize to her next time.

At first Entrapta seemed very reluctant to help them. She hardly knew them and what they asked her, 'how to have the network if the parents cut the connection', seemed really off limits. Entrapta didn't want to get in trouble.

However, when the twins begged her, telling her that it was very important and that she was the only one who could help them, she eventually agreed. After spending all morning and lunch break listening to Entrapta's instructions, the Blights had hugged her tight, also keeping their promise to apologize.

Then, as soon as their bus dropped them off at their place, they had spun into their rooms to write to D.T.T.D. They explained to him how to reset the SIM card and how to connect to their family's mobile network. Their new friend had sent them a giant thank-you note. And when, two weeks later, he explained to them that the Wifi symbol had disappeared from the screen, a second monument of gratitude was sent.

From that day on, a deep friendship began to develop between D.T.T.D and the twins. He told them about the life in this basement, about his brother and little sister. He told them how the three of them appreciated all their efforts. The twins comforted him as best they could and described the outside world to him. It even happened that with the help of Entrapta (with whom the twins had become very good friends), they gave hin little lessons on various subjects. The Blights were always moved when their friend told them how his sister loved these lessons, especially the ones about stars and space.

After a year so passed, the twins cared about D.T.T.D as a member of their family. They didn't care anymore that he didn't see the difference between them. However, they were reluctant to tell him the truth. To have lied for so long, was it not to betray his trust? So they delayed their confession again and again... And then one day D.T.T.D sent them a message.

'Sorry if the question is weird, but are there two of you?'

The twins were taken aback. They had asked him what made him think that. D.T.T.D replied that he had noticed two slightly different patterns. Jokes that came out on different topics, different expressions when they wrote. One seeking more to comfort him warmly while the other tried to make him laugh.

The Blights couldn't believe it. Someone was telling them appart! Someone recognizes them as independent beings from each other! With tears in their eyes, the siblings took turns responding.

T.I.B.B: Hi. I'm Edrick, the brother. X)

T.I.B.S: Hello. I am Emira, the sister. ^^

It was from that day on that the twins began to develop even deeper feelings for their friend. Unfortunately, both of them did...

After this discussion, D.T.T.D told them a little more about him. Already, Double Trouble Weaver for his real name, did not know his genre. It was not 'him' but 'them'.

Over time, the twins began to articulate more and more aspects of their lives around D.T. They found themselves jobs to pay for the massive mobile data plan. They also did a lot of research to free D.T and their siblings from their parents.

The Blight's first reflex, not long after their meeting with D.T.T.D, had obviously been to talk to their own parents, but they did not believe it. They had called social networks 'lying nests' and told their children that there was no reason to believe such nonsense.

So, over the years, Edric and Emira had continued to teach the trio prisoners how the outside world works. They had to be able to manage when they were free.

Eventually, a plan began to fall into place as the twins turned 18. T.D had often told them about their ability to transform, how they took the place of their siblings to take hits when their mothers got angry to beat them. (They always reassured the Blights by telling them that it was nothing and that they were just removing the scars, but the twins had never been able to swallow this method).

So, as the Blights picked up their driver's license and passed on to D.T everything there was to know about driving a car, an increasingly realistic plan set in their conversations. D.T would use their powers to gain muscle and demolish the basement door, steal the car's keys and the three of them would run away with it. Thanks to the GPS, they knew that their two houses were in the same province, the route was doable. The twins even asked Entrapta how to start a car without the keys (in case they were hidden).

The plan was ready. The twins had found an apartment outside of their parents' authority and had saved up funds to house the trio for a while. Their job was paying very well so the money wouldn't run out too quickly. All that was missing was for the Weaver children to escape.

However, the trio were afraid. From birth, their mothers embodied fear and they couldn't help but fear retaliation if they failed. So, for months, the twins waited for them to escape, praying that their friends would free themselves from this terror, without ever succeeding in convincing them.

Then one day, in the middle of the night, D.T wrote to the twins.

'I can't fool them anymore! The scars won't go away! No choice, we're leaving tonight. '

The twins immediately asked for further explanation, but the phone went silent. For the next whole day, it was silent...

The twins hadn't slept and barely ate. Worry gnawed at them from within...

Finally, when night returned, as Emira was about to collapse from fatigue on the couch and, next to her, Edrick was staring again at D.T's last message, the doorbell rang. Immediately Edrick was at the door. By the time he opened it, his sister was behind him, in the same state of panic.

Before them appeared a being with green skin, long jade hair, long ears, emerald eyes and a reptile tail. They carried on their back a terrian with the features of a monkey. As soon as they saw them, the changeling gave a relieved smile.

"Hi, Darlings. Nice to finally meet you."

Then D.T passed out at the twins' feet. It was ten hours before Amity wrote them...