So, the two boys ARE Más and Menos. Just seventeen years old Más and Menos but Menos only spoke Yiddish. “You both are seventeen years of age?” Starfire asked surprised almost completely forgetting about the incident that had just occurred. “Truly?” She asked with utter amazement, still not use to anon magic. “So, an anon has made you both seventeen years of age, Menos only able to speak the Yiddish, and Más to eliminate his clothing? That is truly the odd.”
Más’s shirt was on backwards, but as he ran out of the cubicle and back into the store he decided that it didn’t matter.
—Starfire lo siento,— he gasped, his running coming to a halt in front of her. He waved his arms frantically to emphasize his point. —¡Fue un anon!—
Menos nodded again to show his agreement. Both of them looked at her, waiting for her response, hoping that she wasn’t too angry.
The princess stopped and gave a bit of an confused expression as the two boys stopped in front of her. “It was an anon?” Starfire asked as she tilted her head in even more confusion. “An anon made you eliminate your clothing?” She blinked. Anons are getting weirder and weirder as the days go on.
—Ah…— That wasn’t exactly it, of course, but trying to explain the lack of clothing would only confuse poor Starfire even more.
—También nos cuerpos… tienen diecisiete años, y Menos habla en Yiddish, sino en español.—
(“Also, um, our bodies are seventeen years old, and Menos is speaking Yiddish instead of Spanish.”)
—Sí. Es muy extraño,— agreed Más. The two twins were extremely grateful that she understood. —Espero que vuelvamos pronto a la normalidad… y todavía no hemos comprado ropa que nos quepamos.—
(“I hope we go back to normal soon… and we still haven’t bought any clothes that fit us.”)
(Nice to meet you! We are Más and Menos, the super fast twins of Titans East. We fight criminals and protect Steel City.)
M!A status: none