Unca Jack takes care of em

He squatted down in front of her, "Hey, this was absolutely my choice. Don't either of you think that it wasn't, ok? I chose for you, both of you," he looked over at Braid, motioning for her to come over as well, "to come here and be with me. OK?" He reached out and touched Pigtail's hand with finger tips, "I dunno what's going on or why. But you're here now, and I'm gonna take care of you both. OK?'

He shifted so that he was on one, his left, knee. He looked at both of them again, back and forth, "I'll be damned... you two really are identical. How am I gonna tell...." He pointed at Pigtails, "Jess?" and then at Braid, "Meg? Well this is going to take some getting used to."

He unintentionally, again, checked them both out. Because of their height it was hard, in a way, to make sense of their bodies. On one hand they looked much much younger than they were, but on the other they both looked... well a helluva lot older than they were all at the same time. their bodies were shaped like something from the imagination of horny teenager... or from an older pervert's he chided himself for the thought that ran through his mind, "Like some kind of wet dream, cloned."

He immediately stood up, taking a step back, as he looked down at them. "You here now, that's what's important. I can only imagine how tired you two are, so I'm going to let you do your thing." He pointed, "That's your bathroom, shower and a tub, all that. Don't worry about unpacking tonight, we can take care of it all tomorrow. If you need anything, My room is next door." He pointed to his room, then in the opposite direction, "You know where the kitchen is, in case you're hungry or whatever. This is your home now to. Ok?"

Braid hurried to get to him, but when he made a guess as to which one was which, tear-filled faces lightened in surprise, eyes going big as they both nodded to confirm his guess, though it looked weird to see them out of synch for once. As they got closer, their composure seemed to change, too, relaxing, nostrils flaring slightly.

"Ok, Uncle Jack", Jess said, her pigtails swaying a little bit as she looked around, matching the way he pointed, looking into the en suite bathroom. Meg reached up to start pulling at her braid, undoing it from the road so that she could get more comfy to sleep. "So... if we want to use the pool or anything?" They both watched him, and smiled again, wiping faces and seeming to largely recover from their emotional outburst. Jess pulled away first, taking a deep breath like she was waking up from a trance as she got away from him. "I think... maybe we should take a bath before bed. We'll... see you in the morning, Uncle Jack?" They both smiled, Meg backing up, too, touching her sister on the shoulder and turning toward the bathroom, giving him a good view of the way her hips rolled from side to side with each step, making her skirt sway eagerly so that she almost seemed to dance toward the tub, bending at the waist to look at the knobs and start the hot water.