The Day I Met Those Fillies

"Vienna?  Vienna!" I called upstairs irritably.  My sister, once again, was spending forever getting her hair dry.

"Are we gonna bake or not?" I set my hands on my hips, waiting for a reply,

"I'm coming!" Vienna snapped from the top of the stairs.  She was coming down now, finally.

"What took so long?" I demanded.  She shrugged.

"Trying to get my hair done," she replied. "Now, did you want to make muffins or not?" I rolled my eyes.

"Well duh."

Vienna grinned and swished her long, black hair.

Although Vienna and I have to same eyes color, blue, we don't look anything like sisters otherwise.  She has black hair, I have fawn.  She has perfect skin, I have freckles and acne.

I mean, most people can't even tell we're sisters.

"Vienna, where are the chocolate chips?"  I asked, opening the cabinet.  "I don't see them?"

"You mead teads?" Vienna handed me the bag of chocolate chips, cramming some in her mouth.

I laughed, stuffed some in my mouth, and started the recipe for chocolate chip muffins.  My favorite.

While I made those, my sister made lemon muffins.

"Excited about tomorrow?" she interrupted. I nodded quickly.

"I'll officially be a teen," I replied.

"Next comes driving!" Vienna twirled.

Tomorrow was my 13th birthday.  I was planning on inviting some friends for a sleepover next week, so tomorrow was just going to be me and my family.

In the meantime, Vienna and I were making muffins for breakfast.  My parents were out getting groceries, so Vienna and I had the whole house to ourselves.

"Would you get the eggs?" I asked.  Vienna nodded, and grabbed the carton from the fridge.

"Oh, this is the last one.  We'll need to get some more later."

I nodded.

"I'll get some after this."

We normally got our eggs from our hens. We had a chicken coop and barn out back.  We had four goats and a dog as well.

After our delicious-looking muffins were done and now cooking in the oven, Vienna and I cleaned up.  The kitchen was soon spotless, and the whole downstairs smelled like chocolate and lemons.

I took in a deep breath.

"So nice," I said happily. "I cannot wait to eat them!"

Little did I know someone else couldn't wait either.