15. Rock Paper Scissors

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Nathan and Roy are next to pull. They walk up together knowing that only one person will be doing the pulling. They nod at each other both unwilling to pull. Praying that at least one is safe. "It's my turn to pull for us." Nathan whispers loudly for Roy to hear. He shockingly stretches his arms into the tubes for the second time for Roy. If he pulls a blue cube, he will hand it to Roy and reach again. Nathan opens his palms to see what was not in the plan. Another red cube. The last time he pulled that was against Cleo.  He throws back on his leather jacket and dishevels is scarlet hair. He takes a seat in the red chair and puts a face of confidence.

Either Winter, Pharaoh, or Roy will be sitting next to Nathan. Roy is standing by a tube just staring into it. The older brother supposed to protect the younger one, but Nathan can not do anything to help like he usually would. Winter and Pharaoh stares at Roy as he stares into the darkness. Petrified of the thought of the same face sitting next to each other. He finally breaks and reaches into the tube with his longer arms. He holds the cube in front his body and turns his head away. He opens his palm and the emotions raise from Winter and Pharaoh. They smile at the official answer of Roy's cube. Winter and Pharaoh are safe while Roy cries as he sits next to Nathan.

The finale show of the twins that everyone expected to happen. The twins that are so alike but also completely opposite from each other.

"Fuck." Pharaoh says bluntly.

"I really didn't want this to happen. All the things we been through together to end like this. This game sucks." He continues.

"Swift can choke."

"Fuck this game."

Elisabeth and Winter adds.

Nathan and Roy looks at each other and gives a giggle. Confusing everyone knowing only one can stay.

"Remember the last day before we got here. When I got into my first fight and I demolished that guy."

"I told you it was going to be a good memory. That was funny when I broke that guy's nose."

"Most of the desks were flipped over because of us." Roy switches from a giggle to a harder laugh.

"Vanessa was a nice girl. She was lucky to have you. You were always the better twin. You had better grades. You're taller, bigger."

"Oh shut up. Everyone liked you. I was just your younger brother. Yea I had Vanessa, but you had Haley, Reah, Yasmine. Remember Yasmine. She was crazy right? She tried to stab you in front of Ms. Pollert."

"I remember that. Last year on our 15th birthday day. Do you remember when we use to watch that old anime about that kid detective." Nathan laughs harder than ever. The rest give them their last moments together. "We-we use to stay up until two o'clock in the morning on school days waiting for the show to turn on. We had to turn all of the volume down so we wouldn't wake mom up."

Both cracking up from nothing anyone can relate to. Elisabeth, Winter, and Pharaoh gathered together not sure what to do with their laughing.

"May the Masters' name live on." Roy cheers.

"Saloop." Nathan holds an invisible glass and giggles.

"Wow. You are old enough to know how to say Salud. Whatever. Saloop!" They clink invisible glasses together.

The hologram appears again.

"This is no time for laughing. It's time to vote. If you do not vote I will eliminate all of you and the twins will win. Do you guys want that?"

"I pulled first so you guys can vote me out. It was my turn." Nathan says.

"No. vote me out. I'm the one responsible for all of this." Roy says.

"Ok. Why don't we do Rock Paper Scissors. Winter will be Nathan and Pharaoh will be Roy. Who ever loses us three will vote them out. One round." Elisabeth bosses.

"Ready?" Pharaoh and Winter nods in agreement.

"Rock."

"Paper."

"Scissor."

"Shoot!"

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