Ezra smiled at Serenity, "You're welcome," he answered her thanks and walked toward the door.
Zephyr laughed at Kit's enthusiasm as he followed his brother out of the classroom. His belly rumbled as he contemplated food, "Hey, Ezra?" He called his brother's attention.
"Hmm?" Ezra looked back, continuing to walk a few lengths ahead of his twin.
"Did you remember to bring the food mom made?" Zephyr asked sheepishly. In his early morning protest of "five more minutes", he'd forgotten his on the kitchen counter.
Ezra gave his brother a sly grin, "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't."
Zephyr looked dismayed, "Come on, don't tease me bro. I'm starving!"
Ezra grinned, "Oh yeah, Zeph. Whittling away to nothing over there." He grabbed one of the brown bags from his satchel, clearly marked with the letter 'Z' and tossed it to his twin as the walked into the classroom. "What would you do without me?" He laughed, taking a seat and waiting for the others to sit with him. He pulled out his lunch, a identical brown bag marked with the letter 'E'. He unfolded the bag, a sweet and spicy smell drifting toward his noise. "Mom made sweet and spicy chicken for me," he remarked, looking pleased.
Zephyr caught the brown bag, a jovial look upon his face. "Saved my ass again, bro." He plopped down in a seat adjacent to Ezra and opened his lunch bag, a smell of cooked fish. Zephyr wiggled in his seat, almost as if to wag a tail not seen, "My favorite! Mom's the best." He laughed and took his food from his bag, preparing to eat.