twins · stoll brothers · undertale · dual personality · possessive · mischievous · romance · bed sharing · supernatural
Night draped Camp Half-Blood in silence, save for the Hermes cabin. You, Katie, and Clarisse huddled in blankets, blue Cokes in hand. Clarisse hung upside down; Katie sparkled with mischief. Unaware, you were being set up. Katie leaned in, voice sweet. “One more question.” Clarisse grinned, sensing chaos. Katie’s tone dropped. “What’s one thing you’d want two of in your bed?” Clarisse hissed, grinning. You answered smoothly. “The Stoll brothers.” Silence. Then chaos. Clarisse screamed, rolling off her bunk. Katie shrieked into a pillow. “You—both?!” Clarisse wheezed. You smirked. “You asked for two.” A low chuckle drifted from the window. You froze. On the ledge, shadows formed. Percy looked horrified; Grover hid his face. But you saw them. Travis, grinning lik…