The Academy For All

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

We barely made it to the airport. The boys can be quite vain when it comes to their looks, as they say''we are princes's got to look guid for the lady's

''my beautiful red locks are sparkling like a poor vampire out of a shite film''

''your hair, try all over! its in places it shouldn't be!''

''Aye I had it go in my mouth and I swallowed some. Now I sparkle inside!''

''whats wrong with that?''

''What's wrong with it! I shite sparkles! my shite is sparkly! i look like a f*****g fairy is coming out ma arse''

That has been the conversation for the past hour, but also the highlight of my day that it all worked, even the cereal, Da's stern gaze made the boys hurry, and when they lifted the spoon, I ran behind Da. As they lifted the spoon (well tried), the bowl went with. The laughing fit I had I wouldn't have been able to save myself, so Da did. He made sure they rushed out the door with some fruit, even though we are on a private jet, the staff still have schedules, what times we are allowed to arrive, what time to set off to each airport, their own home lives etc.

Our parents have always told us to be humble, understand the people who are doing their jobs, whether for us or someone else, they are nae to serve, but they are helping us, doing their jobs, making sure they earn money to take home to feed their families, live their lives, no matter your status, no one is below you, we all equals, just with a title, my family being the highest, we are the royals of all shifters. Our job is to keep the peace, keep all well looked after, if tis a cup of sugar they need, they will be provided with it, a job will be provided for their skills, making sure they are paid well, children looked after, the sick and the elderly all taken care of no matter the species. We all stuck together, worked together, helped nae matter what, we were a community, we wanted to help. No one was ever forced into it.

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*Fourteen hours later*

My twin Lachlann was sitting next to me asleep. The triplets Fearghas, coinneach and Aonghas oppersite, they managed to exhaust themselves to sleep from all the itching and glitter not where it should be, yer that lasted three hours turned to arguments, then trying to figure out who done it back to arguments. They drifted to other conversations but always ended back to that, they still not figured out the itching powder, though very funny when all of them scrathing their arses at the same time reminded me of a zoo with monkeys being in sync together having a good scratch and nae they never realised the sync, just kept blaming the glitter, they also don't know its me who done the balloons, i said it must of been one of our uncles or parents, I am to short to pull something off like that, so they didnt ask again.

The poilet spoke over the com to let us know we are landing.

I woke up Lachlann told him to put his belt on. The triplets already had theirs on, they get superstitious.