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Miles Dapper had honed his skills when it came to being as silent as he wanted, most of the time. But such skills were needed if he wanted to pick on Neoh, for most of the time his twin had grown accustomed to his teasing and could usually catch the trick before it began. 
Milly waited a few long minutes, just enough to give Neoh, hopefully, enough time to start to doze off, if that was his goal. 

The twin strode up right next to Neoh's head, a handful of freshly pulled grass clippings just waiting to strike. 
[color=a187be]"You're laying on the grass, while wearing white?!"[/color] the twin asked, laughing as he slowly released the grass clippings, watching as they gently fell onto his brother's face.

Miles Dapper was never one to joke around strangers, acquaintances, or really even friends for that manner. Most knew him as the more well-behaved and calm of the two. But when it was just him and Neoh, anything was fair game. Neoh was his rock, his twin was the only thing Miles really knew as they grew up. Their mother was never around, nor did she seem to make an attempt hardly at all to be a part of their lives. Their father, screw that guy. Then there was the butler; Miles never really talked to him either.

Neoh was the sole figure in their world that Miles cared about. It had never really been talked about, but Miles often took up the mantle of the "older brother", at least that's how he saw himself to Neoh. 
Watching over his twin while on their vigilante work, making sure he had everything he needed for his hobbies; keeping him up to date on their schoolwork and just all around being there for Neoh. 
It would be harder for most to find a bond stronger than that of the twin vigilante brothers.