Of Violet and Brunettes Free online reading

Violet started the conversation. She always had to start the conversation, but she didn't really mind. She liked giving Brunettes a chance to start the conversation, knowing that would never happen.

Waiting just long enough, Violet asked, "What shall we do today?" She tried to make it sound royal. They waited and waited, then together Brunettes said, "I don't know."

"Well, in that case," Violet was starting to say, when Brunettes said together, "today, we get a name!"

This was very surprising to Violet. It was not surprising that Brunettes said something together. They said and did everything in unison. It was this request for a name that was so surprising. They had a name!

So, Violet stated what she assumed was obvious to all of them. "You have a name, Brunettes."

"No! She wants a name!" they screamed, pointing at each other.

"Brunettes, you have a name!" said Violet, sounding as exasperated as a six-year old could sound.

It was at times like this she wished Mother was here. She corrected herself. There had never been a time like this before. Brunettes always did everything the same. She thought they liked their name. There had never been a problem before.

"We want two names!" they pouted, a most professional four-year-old pout.

"Brunettes and Brunettes!" Violet said, proud of thinking of that all on her own.

Brunettes shook their heads violently back and forth.

"No! That won't do! That won't do at all!"

Violet considered for a moment. She was Violet. Other people in the Dynasty had violet hair - all of them except Brunettes, to be precise. But nobody else was named Violet, only she. So, she supposed Brunettes should each have a name.

But how would anyone tell them apart? Who would know which girl had which name?

Violet was only stumped on that for a moment until she realized it didn't really matter. If Brunettes had two names, she would only have to say one and they would both respond. After all, they both responded to Brunettes.