"Wait I have a plan! Are you in!?"
"What!? Ellie, there's no time for that! You need to hide before my sister sees you!" Jamal argued as he pushed Ellie from the back and pushed her towards the big window, where they entered the room from.
Ellie shrugs off Jamal's hands and confronted him."Okay, fine. You won't listen to what I say," Ellie paused as she sat on the bed crossing her legs, "then let's wait for your sister to come in." She nonchalantly said as she checked her finger nails ignoring the tense atmosphere.
"Jamal, Who are you talking to!? Is someone in your room!?" Deena, rattled the doorknob. She heard Jamal talking to someone, whose voice she didn't recognize. "Open the door, dweeb!! I know your awake!!"
Jamal was shitting his pants right now. His sister heard their conversation, but Ellie's stubbornness is wasting him a lot of precious time. He can't let his sister find out Ellie or even the gloves.
On the other side of the door. Deena's having a hard time. She used all the keys yet it's still locked. She banged the knocked again to get Jamal attention. Knowing that Jamal was hiding something from her and their mother. She was excited on how she's gonna spin the story to make her brother look bad again.
"Ellie, please. if Deena finds out and tells mom about this, my computers gonna be thrown in the trash!" Jamal pleaded, "I spent five year's worth of allowance on it. five years of my life will be thrown in garbage if mom finds out."
"Pfft! I know that, we just literally just merged into one remember." Ellie just literally scoffed at Jamal's pathetic excuse.
*Bang**bang**bang* "Jamal!! Open the door!! You have thirty seconds. Open the door or I'll tell mom about this!!" Deena declared her ultimatum and immediately started her countdown.
"So what's it gonna be!?" Ellie asked smiling slyly. "Take it, or leave it!"
Jamal scratched his head as he gave in to Ellie's demands. Her plan was his only choice left. he sighed in agreement to whatever Ellie was trying to do.
"Fine! What's the plan."
Ellie could see Jamal getting grumpy, and returned a shrewd smile. "first, let your sister in and distract her while I'm hiding behind the door---"
"Whoah, whoah, whoah!! Why are involving my sister here!?"
"Jamal, are you in or not!?"
"O-of course I'm in!!"
"Then do as I say! it's almost time. Open the door and distract her!" Ellie commanded as she hid behind the door while Jamal unlocked. Deena came barging in immediately.
"AhaH!!... Wheres the person you were talking to!?
"I-I don't know what your talking about? hehe..."
"Stop lying Dweeb!! Where are you hiding her--- MMMMmmmmmhhh!!, MMMmmmhHHH!!" Deen was surprised when Ellie grabbed her from the back covering her mouth. Jamal flinch from the sudden assault on her sister whose struggling to breakfree from Ellie's grasp.
"Use the gloves on!" Ellie ordered.
"But I only have one of the pair." Jamal meekly argued.
"MHmMMmhmmm!! MHmmMMHHMmm!!" Deena's words turned to mumbles as her mouth was covered by Ellie's gloved hand. Ellie's having difficulties in holding Deena down as she tries to twist and shake her grip away.
"She's gonna get away, Jamal! Just Use It!!" Jamal slammed his left hand wearing one of the gloves on Ellie's arms. his hand slightly pushed in as the schwoop sound was heard again. Jamal stepped back as Ellie fused with Deena. He didn't know it would work with only one on his hands.
Their stood by the door step was a girl maybe in her early 20s, by averaging Ellie and Deena's age. standing between Deena's 5' 2" and Ellie's 5' 9", she was about 5' 5" tall. The fusion girl has an coca-cola-esque body. Deena's off-shoulder crop top merged with Ellie's sports bra made a off-shoulder tube sports bra supporting their combined DD-cup breast, Ellie's yoga pants combined with Deena's leggings turned into leggings firm level yet still breathable yoga pants complete with pockets and belt loops covered Deena's fat butt and hips combined with Ellie's toned shaped making it look firmer than sagging. She also wearing a running shoes with sandal straps.
The newly fused girl opened her dark blue eyes, a combination of Ellie's blue and her sister's black eyes. She flicked her hair against her beige toned shoulders as she placed right hand on her hips. She revealed a smug reminiscent of Deena's usual smirk face.
"So, How do I look?" the fusion girl asked.Jamal noticed her that she spoke in his sister's accent mixed with Ellie's gentler tone.
"uh... Uhm... b-beautiful?..." Jamal himself was awe strucked by the union of Ellie and his sister.
"Beautiful? That's a bit creepy coming from you, dweeb."
Jamal was hurt by those words. since, technically she is still his obnoxious sister. at the thought of his sister, Jamal realise the danger he was in.
"Ellie fused with Deena that means," Jamal paused as he looked at this girls eyes. "If you unfuse then Deena will know about the gloves too! What have I done!!" Jamal face-palmed himself because he made another mistake. His problem were getting worse and worse.
"What are talking about, bro? Didn't you know what was the purpose of me wearing the gloves? I mean technically it was Ellie, not me." The fusion girl corrected herself.
"What did you mean by that!?" Jamal asked, confused by what the girl's referring to.
"Ugh! Jamal, I thought you were smarter than this!?" fusion girl retorted, "I can't believe that your dumb and a dweeb, at the same time." the girl sighed. That soft spoken insult carved deep into Jamal's heart scarring him for life.
Jamal thought long and hard by what she meant by having one of the gloves, until he got the idea. The previous fusion were fused by the gloves can't remember anything when they defused, but Jellie was resulted from a fusion with the gloves remember everything when they defuse. With that rule in mind, Jamal thought that Ellie was aiming for...
"A fusion with only one of the people can remember everything after they defuse..."
"Ding!! ding!! ding!! You finally got it dweeb!" the fusion girl jumped on Jamal and gave him a noogie, as she teased her half brother.
"Can you atleast stop with the dweeb!" Jamal protested as he tried to break free from the headlock.
"Calling you a dweeb is already a habit. That means no dweeb." Jamal frowned at her response. "Ready for Stage two of the plan, bro?"