"Hey, Sham, sister of mine," came a melodic voice of a light yellow unicorn mare. "I need some help."
Sham turned to see her sister, under their Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 6000. Shim was looking at her with a greasy face, and her bright red, wavy mane was pulled back into a messy ponytail.

"Sure, Shim. What do you need?"

"That flippin' screwdriver next to ya." Shim huffed, pointing a hoof at her.
Sham chuckled as she levitated the screwdriver to Shim.

"Hmm, normally when you say, 'flippin'', that indicates you were looking for this. Shim, you are a unicorn, why couldn't you get it?"

"Because I didn't feel like it. That's why."

"You're lazy."

"Lazy? Oh, so levitating the driver to me instead of hoofing it over isn't?"

"Get back to work."

"Sure thing, highness." Shim said, as she rolled the platform she lying on under the Super Speedy.

They were fixing and updating the machine, trying to see if they could manage a way to make things speed up without ruining the cider, which is what happened at a certain event. They were also trying make it smaller, but with the same basic qualities it already has.
Right now, quality control was fine, it was speed the wanted now.

"Hey Shim, did you hear about the missing colt?"

"No, what missing colt?"

"The news reports that a colt from Ponyville went missing a few days ago."

"Yikes. Are they sure he didn't just, wonder off or something?"

"Nope. He was last spotted near the Everfree Forest, but he never went in, nowhere near the entrance, and he disappeared!"

"Well that's sure is freaky."

"Yes, I'm glad we left Ponyville. What kind of place is it when they just let their foal run aro-"

Sham was interrupted by loud clinking, clanks, and Shim screaming.

"Why this piece of freaking lil-" she rambled on angrily as she pulled her self from underneath, got up, and bucked the machine. "This is irritating!"

"What happened?" Sham asked, frowning.

"I was trying to rescrew that platform when the driver fell, and as I went to pick it up, the platform, and cogs that is suppose to cover all fell on me." Shim hissed.
From the dark blue apron she wore when she was fixing machine, she pulled out a cloth from one of the pockets and wiped her face with it. "How about we take a break for lunch before I purposely blow this thing up!"

"Yeah...a break might be a good idea...C'mon lets wash up." The sisters left their garage and went upstairs to the bathroom.
It was a pretty big bathroom, so they could both use the large mirror at he same time. On the counter were two sinks for each of them to use.
Sham wasn't as messy as Shim, because she liked to keep her mane and coat well groomed, so her clean up went quickly and smoothly.
While Shim, on the other hoof, only took pride in her appearance is when she wasn't working on machines, and was much, much, much messier then Shim, and spent countless minutes of washing and muttering. Finally, after what seemed like hours, she was all clean up.

Sham was waiting for her in the dining room with two sandwiches, and two cups of cider for both of them.
She looked up to see Shim grudging in. After she swallowed some of her sandwich, she smiled at her beloved sister.
"Just not you day, is it?"
Shim facedesked and moaned
"No...."

"Aww, cheer up. Things will turn up."

"Mm..... I hope." the stressed mare said, picking at her sandwich.
Sham frowned, watching her sister. Sooner or later, her grumpy side will turn up.

"Stop picking at you sandwich and eat it."

"Yes, mother." Shim sneered, but still picking at it.

"Shim, don't start this with me."

"Look, sorry, okay? I'm just having a bad day. Nothing I do is right." she slouched back on her chair, forehooves crossed. "I give up on that stupid Super Speedy Whatever 6000."

"Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 6000." Sham corrected, firmly. She shook her head. "You're crazy. You've said that countless times and you never mean it. Quit talking like that, and just move on."
Normally Shim would make a sarcastic remark about her lecturing. But she was surprised when Shim simply said:

"You're right. Guess I should, hm?" then a delighted smiled crept on her face, as an idea struck. "Ya know.... before we made modifications to the machine, I did try adding new ingredient to cider. Wanna try it to see what if it'll make a big hit?"

"Sure. Sounds delightful."

"Great! Lemme get it out of the fridge." as she trotted to the kitchen, which was the room right next to the dining room, Sham leaned back in her chair and chuckled softly. "What's so funny?" called out Shim's voice.

"Oh.....just remembering when we were fillies, you used to always rig mom's kitchen to always remind her what was needed."

Shim laughed as she brought two cups of cider.

"Ah yes.....and it use to drive her crazy."

The sister had a few good memories. They never knew who their dad was, and when they were about ten, their mother passed away. They only ever so rarely do they mention these times, though. Sham just thought it was a good idea to bring it up to keep her sister's mind off the Super Speedy.

Shim sat the cups down on the table with her magic. "There we go. I personally thinks it turned out nicely. What do you think?"

Sham took a long sip. The sweet apple cider tasted refreshing and sweet, yet there was something about a new taste that...well, made her relax. Then before she knew it, her body had gone completely lazy and she couldn't move. She dropped her cider, as she got dizzier.

"Wh....what's going on...?" she asked.

"Shh......Sham. No worries, just go to sleep now....." Shim replied, soothingly. She smiled, and brushed some of her older twin's strait, red mane and sang in a lovely tone.

"Hush now, quiet now. It's time to lay you're dreary head.

Hush now, quiet now, do as I have said....

The last thing Sham saw was Shim, once gentle, now evil grin creep on her face.

Author's Note

I've been wanting to write this one down for a while... I'm trying NOT to make it to much like cupcakes....but how different can CreepyP go? So... I think it's because I like the way it's done...I'll shake things up a bit.

Ideas more then welcomed.

My first Creepy Pasta, so bear with me.