Larose, Colette A. [Tweedle-Dee]

Bibi (bee-bee)

nineteen

female

hybrid pet

heterosexual

Akane, Sekai No Hate No Kissaten

Tweedle-Dee is a generally caring girl who likes to look on the bright side of things. She is loyal to the people she loves and will do anything for them and her life revolves around them (though of course she has her own things she likes).

But Tweedle-Dee isn’t all sunshine and pretty lace. She can be violent when provoked and doesn’t trust strangers because she thinks they are going to hurt Master Oscar or Tweedle-Dum or buy and sell her to the fighting rings.

Tall, lean and shapely Tweedle-Dee might look delicate but she is a rather sturdy girl; she can take brutal beatings and resiliently get back up the next day. She is nicely toned due to her pit fighting days when the muscle was needed.

Tweedle-Dee has rather large ears that add six inches to her height. This makes it easy for her to be found in a crowd and they are the best place to grab her to stop her. Her straw brown tail is long and well-groomed to keep it neat and clean for Master Oscar and has a yellow tip. As she walks the tip of her tail hovers just half an inch above the ground and a ribbon is tied where the color changes from brown to yellow.

Tweedle-Dee also has numerous scars dotting her body. Most are small and barely noticeable but the most prominent is a long jagged scar horizontally over her upper thigh. Her canines are larger than normal (thanks to being a coyote) and sharpened from when she was in the fighting rings. Her claws, though filed down so she won't hurt Master Oscar when she grabs him, can still serve for self-defense.

Oscar likes to dress Tweedle-Dee in lace and frilly outfits. Not that she minds. If she chose her own clothing Tweedle-Dee would pick cute clothes to wear; dresses, skirts and loose fitting blouses in light colors would be her go to garments. The only type of clothing that she refuses to wear are tight clothing because she feels restricted and fears that she won’t be able to move if she happens to get into a fight.

Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee were born as Siobhan Ciara Larose and Colette Alessandra Larose, the first children to their married parents Alistar and Leiah in the Central sector. Or were they? In fact, there was one before them, and he’s known as Andrei Larose. Not that the Tweedles know of their brother. They used to, but they were far too young to remember him after all these years. Andrei left when they were only three years old, and their parents never talked about him after that.

Growing up was always fun for the twins, they were the best of friends, and they were absolutely inseparable although they lived more in hiding than anything. Tweedle-Dee was the little sweet-heart, and Tweedle-Dum was the hyper one. If you saw one twin, the other wasn’t far behind. Their life was perfect.

Then one day, their mother fell ill.

A month later she got even sicker.

And sicker.
And sicker.
And sicker.

Then she passed away in her sleep when the twins were only ten years of age.

They gave her a proper river burial and life went on as usual, undisturbed by their mother’s death. At least for other people. Unfortunately for the twins their father, full of grief over his beloved’s untimely death, turned to alcohol to numb his senses. The little attention Alister paid to his daughters when he was inebriated lead to him abusing them, beating them often and forcing them to mature at a young age. During this time Tweedle-Dum protected Tweedle-Dee as best she could but she couldn’t protect her from her father’s need to support his addiction. Having been unable to procure a job—everyone knew he was unreliable—he decided to use Tweedle-Dee to get him money. Shortly after his addiction began he took his youngest daughter to the Red Lights District and began to charge money for men to do anything to her—things that she should’ve only experienced willingly by the person she chose. Throughout the entire two year ordeal Tweedle-Dee learned not to trust anyone but her sister who comforted her after she returned home ashamed and covered in bodily fluids. Because of this treatment she became obsessed with being clean and knew that her body was worth nothing, not even the money that people paid her father.

At the age of 12 Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum were sold to the Pit Fighting Rings (or “The Pits” by Tweedle-Dee). Alister didn’t care that his only daughters, the last reminder he had of his wife, were being sold to their death. His addiction was the only thing that mattered and this way they wouldn’t bother him again, wouldn’t remind him of the woman he lost.

During their life in The Pits the twins learned how to fight together, first with defense and then with offense. Tweedle-Dee usually let her sister take the offensive side while she protected her from behind but when she wanted to play offense Tweedle-Dee did. She imagined that each person she faced was a different man who had come and forced himself upon her, and each time she managed to kill them she’d do it violently to satisfy her rage and despair. Yet in the four years that they were in The Pits Tweedle-Dee didn’t kill enough people to even come close to the number of Johns she had, and she grew sad and weary.

Luckily, a certain someone had their eye on them for a while. Oscar Theodore Goldsbloom. Soon enough they found themselves going home with their savior who bought them from The Pits at the age of sixteen. At first Tweedle-Dee didn’t trust Oscar—sure he’d saved them but he was just another stranger, another man—but eventually he gained her trust by giving her and her sister a safe place to live. She considered him different from all the other men she’d met in her life and believes that him shagging her is the least she can do to repay him for saving them. She doesn't see, or at least refuses to see, how differently he treats the two twins and thinks that her sister is simply being unreasonable. Tweedle-Dee is now with two people she loves and would do anything for and hopes to remain there for the rest of her life.

Jocelyn

Moki Keawe Sorrenson-Silverhollow