Second balcony third seat!!!!!

Vincent was asleep, buried in his sofa. Breeya was no where to found. The Opera house was quiet other then Vincent's muffled snores. Zoey was wandering aimlessly around the many corridors of the Opera house, as she often did to think and pass the time. A lot of times she would find herself in one of the Opera house's many watch boxes. The auditorium to the house was lined floor to ceiling with watch boxes, each connected to it's own little room. The higher up you climbed, the bigger the room and the more extravagant it was. Zoey and Breeya normally haunted one second floor from the top, and closer to the back of the auditorium. It was perfect for watching the curious children who explored the Opera house during the night and creating their phantoms that gave both the children and the girls their entertainment for the evening. Zoey walked to this box and entered through the door connected to the hall. As she walked in, she lit the candle sitting by the door so she could remember where the door was. As a demon, Zoey did posses a slight ability to see in the dark, an ability that had grown slightly stronger by living in the dark of the Opera house, but her sister Breeya still had the best of them all, for she truly did have the eyes of a cat. Zoey walked to the balcony and looked over the edge at all the seats and the stage. This box had the best view of them all, making it the favorite hiding place of the girls. Zoey sat on the railing and looked back into the room.

Curtains hung to separate the balcony from the room. Zoey opened the curtains wider and took the candle stick in her hand, she knew there had to be more to this room then just the great view. Zoey walked around with just the one candle and knew she needed more light. Zoey moved around the room to see there were other candelabras in the chamber, Zoey lite each one as she came across it. After the room was completely lite, Zoey turned and was awestruck by the magnificence of the room. The walls were accented with scarlet red curtains, and beautiful portraits that seemed to be a thousand years old. Old vases a top pedestals made of marble. Gorgeous couches, upholstery with scarlet red, crushed velvet matching the curtains, the frames for the couches made out of the most beautiful woods she had ever seen. Zoey looked at the floor, perfectly preserved hardwoods, looking as though they had been barely walked upon, with a gorgeous area rug covering the floor where the furniture was placed. Against one of the walls was a small bar, stalked full of fine liquors. The room was absolutely amazing. Zoey ran to the balcony and screamed at the top of her lungs, "BREEYA!!!", hoping that her sister was somewhere in the Opera house.

Breeya's cat ears twitched as she heard her sister's call. She had begun spending more and more time in her hidden room beneath the opera house, but even still, she could hear almost everything with her sensitive feline ears. Though she was not the strongest of the demons, she was agile, had a strong mind and control that none of the others that had unearthed themselves. Slipping out of her area and locking both doors behind her, she walked up towards Zoey's yelling until she got to the watch box they always hid in. "What is it sis?"

"Look at this place. It's amazing." Still awestruck, Zoey was excited about her discovery.

"The whole place is." Breeya smiled, proud of her home. None of this was new to her. She had lived here most of her life. But Zoey seemed to be especially intrigued by it. "what did you have in mind?"

"Umm.." Zoey tried to think more logically, but she couldn't cause something was bothering her. Zoey closed off her mind and listened. Vincent's snoring. "Ugh. That boy is part grizzly bear." Zoey walked up to the balcony and pulled the curtains shut. She turned to walk away and stopped. Peace, she couldn't hear his snores. "I can't hear his snoring anymore with the curtains closed. Is it still bad for you?"

"I guess not." Breeya said with a smile. Zoey still hadn't a clue about what she was missing. "We could perhaps bring the bed up here. Of course, I think that grizzly down there should help if he expects to live here. And I could finally sleep comfortably again." The cat girl said in a daze. Zoey knew what that meant.

"Yeah, Bring the bed up here, lock the door, and you can sleep naked again." Zoey winked at her sister. "But i can get the bed up here with out him. The balcony is big enough to fit it through."

"Good, then it's settled." Breeya said with a big grin. "I'll help you, but he's gonna have to start helping out around here some at least. There's a lot of maintenance work to keep up around here."

"Yeah I know, we'll have to have a talk with him." Zoey stated. Then she walked over to the curtain and pulled it wide open, then ran down stairs and grabbed Widow. Zoey sat on her bed and shouted to Breeya. "Hey wanna go for a ride?"

Breeya leaped from her spot at off the balcony into a flip, landing with no effort. She ran to jump on te bed and grinned. "Okay! Let's go."

As Breeya climbed on the bed Zoey announced, "Please keep all hands, feet and tails on the bed at all times." Zoey started to play her guitar with her favorite sweet yet still rocky melody and the bed began to rise. "This so beats carrying this thing." Zoey said with a smile, as the bed started to climb high towards the ceiling. Zoey felt like messing around for a bit so she flew the bed around the auditorium like Breeya and Zoey were on an indoor roller coaster ride. She flew the bed up high almost touching the ceiling and back down almost hitting the chairs below. After about 5 minutes of flying the bed around she lined the bed up with the balcony and slowly started to land the bed in the room. "Thank you for flying with Zoey's Bedlines, I hope the flight was to your liking. Please do not exit the bed till it has come to a complete landing." Once they were safely landed. The girls exited the bed. "Think we should bring our clothing racks up too?" There were many racks of clothes in the costume room, but each girl had one rack that they kept the clothes they wore most often on.

Breeya enjoyed the feeling of flying as they wept through the place on the bed. She giggled uncontrollablh as she got off the bed and hugged Zoey. "That was so much Fun!!!!! Can we do it again later?" The catgirl smiled, getting off of the bed, her tails switching back and forth happily. Today was the best day they had had since Vincent arrived. So far, no fighting. "I think moving the racks would probably be better. Than we won't have to walk back and forth."

Zoey hugged her sister back. "Of course we can." Zoey replied with a devious smile. "We have to move sleeping beauty downstairs. Where are we gonna put him anyways?" Zoey looked around the room. She found the perfect place to put the racks. Well lets go get the racks. Zoey started to play again and she concentrated on Breeya. She slowly started to lift her up and then herself and they both flew down and landed on the stage.

Breeya tilted her head to the side as ze was lifted off the ground. Her heart pounded, but it relaxed as she got used to it. Instead, her eyes lit up and she looked all around until she was gently put to the ground. "We gotta move furniture more often!!!! Hehe." She purred with a wide grin.

Zoey smiled at her sister. She knew that her sister knew she could move things with her music, but Zoey guess she didn't know she could move people too. Zoey could do a lot of things with her powers, but her favorite was moving things. Zoey used to make her bed float all the time. It was one of her favorite things to do before her parents had passed. She would lay in bed, practicing her guitar and just think about floating, and she would. She would hover for hours till someone broke her concentration, which was normally her mother telling her to do something.

The girls walked back to the costume room and grabbed the racks and rolled them to the stage. The racks were quite sturdy, so Zoey climbed up and sat on hers. "Hold on and don't let go." She told Breeya and started to play again lifting the racks up the balcony.

While Zoey was able to move things with her powers, Breeya was able to use hers for communication and control of others. She didn't see many reasons to use that power most of the time, so it wasn't often that she did use them. But at times with the little kids seeking for their Spector, it had come on handy. She tested her clothes rack and decided at last that it was safe. She climbed onto it and sprawled across it much like a real cat would.Zoey forgot that her tails aided her balance. Her legs did grasp the racks metal loosely and she giggled. "I'm ready!"

They were off and soon made it back to the balcony. Breeya smiled, getting off. "Well is that everything?"

"Field trip to my old house?" Zoey asked. She wanted to add something of her own to their room.

"Sure." Breeya said with a smile.

Zoey started walking toward the front door. She walked slowly cause she knew Breeya had to grab her coat.

Breeya grabbed her coat and followed Zoey. She wondered what her sister had in mind.

Zoey grabbed Breeya hand and the two walked all the way back to her house and straight up to her room. Zoey stepped back in to see it seemingly bare thanks to the missing bed, but all over the walls were the posters she had left behind. They were doing no good hanging here at her house but she thought they might do well hanging in their room. Zoey started to take a select few down and roll them up one at the time into one big roll. "I want to frame these and hang them if that is okay."