“Why is this girl here?” The two girls spoke in unison.

“Don’t imitate me!” They complained at each other, also in unison as the two men glanced at their daughters and eyed one another.

“You know each other?” The man on the left seat asked his daughter.

“Of course dad, that’s Pigfany, who else will that be?” The girl seated in front of the two men spat those words rudely while glaring at the newcomer with crossed arms in her chest.

“W-wait, you mean to say that, you two-” Before the man of the right was interrupted when the girl whose standing by the door spoke.

“Let’s just end this, why did you summoned me here in your office, dad?” The girl asked impatiently.

“U-uhm I-I think we just-” The man on the left started but his daughter interrupted her.

“Oh come on, just say it, I’m getting bored already.” The girl complained.

“Are you sure?” The man asked.

“Just end it, for Pete’s sake, I’m already seated for an hour here, and since this evil pig arrived already, just say what you’re about to say.” The girl told him.

“Hey watch your bad mouth, freak.” The girl answered back.

“Oh really pork chop, wanna fight me?” The girl, who was seated a while ago, now stood up to face the latter.

“Yeah really, show me what you got, Cucumber.” They was about to start another war when they heard their dads clearing their throat loudly. Making them stop, for once, and faced them.

“Thank you for keeping quiet, Jessica and Miss Hwang.” The man on the left said. “Let’s say it straight, shall we?” The man on the left agreed.

“Girls,” The man on the right called out. “We want you to prepare yourselves in a month." Confusion can be seen from the two girls so the man proceeded to what he was trying to say.

"Because in less than two months, you two will get married so be ready and enjoy your single life.” He said.

The two girls dropped their jaws in disbelief. They thought that it was only just like one of their worst nightmares.

“What the hell?! / For real?!" The two said in unison, again.

So, here it is, my JeTi fic. Sorry for the lame (if it really sounds lame) description and foreword. I have, like, more than 40 plots in my hidden portfolio but I dunno why I chose this one but by the way, here you go.