Disciplinary Action/Disciplinary Office/First Week/Diya/Home/Surprised
Well, this was… well, actually, now come to think of it it was not entirely that unexpected. You were a bit surprised to hear this, but thinking back to the last time you were here, they wore no panties then either and they walked out in front of you in the morning stark naked and completely unembarrassed about the fact. It would be one thing if they were pre-school age kids, but they were 10 years old now. The only way they would be that unashamed of being naked in front of someone is if they do it all the time.
By now they had dropped the front of their dresses, and the twin in the dual pony-tails was up in Diya‘s business. “Hey Diya! Did you come over to play?” she asked.
“Where’d you get those clothes?” the other, the one in a single ponytail followed up.
“Umm… he gave them to me,” she said.
“They’re CUUUTE!” The two-tailed twin practically squeals. You’re gonna have to get their names straight one of these days, especially if they’re your own daughters, “can I get a pair like this, Uncle John!?”
“Yeah! Me too!” the other followed up on her heels.
“Uhh… well…” you said, “they actually belong to the school. It’s another one of the punishments, she has to wear pajamas all day.”
“THAT’S A PUNISHMENT!?” the ponytail twin yells, pointing straight back at Diya.
“Amelie!” Luana barked at her, “Watch your volume!”
“Huh?” The two pony-tails twin turned to look at Luana a little confused and then back at her sister with a glare before the one pony-tail twin jumped and reacted.
“Oh! Umm… sorry Luana,” she said, and then the two turned to look at each other and giggled. Well, now at least you know which one’s which… maybe. That was a bit of a weird reaction from them, “but how is wearing pajamas like that a punishment? I wanna wear pajamas like that all day!”
“Girls!” called Luana, fighting to get the twins attention, “what’s the rule about getting naked?”
“Never do it outside and never in front of estrangers!” came the chorus reply.
“But we’re not outside!” complained the two-tailed one, Amelie, you guessed.
“And Uncle John is not an estranger!” added the other twin.
“Your mom already told you the foyer is off limits also,” she reminded the twins, “and you don’t want to get your mom in trouble, do you?”
“Umm… No. Sorry Luana, sorry Uncle John,” came the synchronous reply, and you couldn’t avoid smiling at their antics.
Well, this was off to a rather pleasant start.