Joe sat bored in the back of the camper van, finally looking up to see them pulling into the drive way of their French holiday home. Beside him his sister sat snoozing and he hit upon a cunning plan, a plan that would result in him getting the best bed.
Reaching over to his twin's side he quickly began to tickle her, waking her from her slumber and gaining a squeal from her, followed by a "Quit it jerk."
"Get a room." Lauren moans as she pushes past them, grabbing her back and stepping out of the van.
Joe smirks at his squirming twin before leaping over her on the seat, grabbing his bag and climbing out of the van. As his feet hit the ground he turns to look back in, "I'll get the best bed then!"Every year they came here they shared the same room, and it's twin beds were both similar, but one of them was right next to the bathroom. That meant if the other got up in the night they had to go past and usually wake up that beds occupant. Getting the best bed was a big thing.
Joe was pretty happy with himself as he burst through the house and began taking the stairs two at a time, unaware that Phina has gotten right behind him already. His first notice was a hand on his arse, quickly grabbing at the waistband of his jeans and jerking them suddenly down his legs.
Suddenly flailing at the top of the stairs, with Phina trying to push past him he tries to work out if keeping his jeans is as important as getting the better bed.
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