"Goodnight Rom. Goodnight Ram." As Lowee's Basilicom oracle Mina puts the twins to bed, she says goodnight to the two as she leaves the room. She shuts the lights off, leaving the only light source in the dark room the twin's nightlight.

"Goodnight, miss Mina." The two little rascals, Lowee CPU Candidates Rom and Ram, lied on their bunk beds in the dark. Rom slept on the bottom bunk while Ram slept on the top, due to Rom having a fear that she'll roll off her bed and hit the ground while she sleeps. Ram had no such fear, confidently taking the top bunk to show that she's not afraid of such a thing happening.

The two lied in their beds, covered in their warm blankets to protect them from the cold weather that Lowee is infamous for. Yet, even with the two wrapped up in their fluffy blankets, they could not get to sleep.

"Ram," Rom mumbled, trying to get her twin sister's attention. "I can't sleep."

"Me neither, Rom," Ram grumbles back, looking over the edge of the top bunk to her sister. "It's boring to stay in bed when you're not even sleepy yet. I wish we could just draw until we fall asleep."

"But remember what happened last time?" Rom asks Ram. "We fell asleep on our own markers and Mina had to scrub our faces all afternoon. She also took all of our markers and crayons so that we go to sleep on time."

"Well," Ram says, rubbing her chin with a mischievous grin on her face. "She may have taken away our markers, but that doesn't mean we still can't tell stories."

Some time ago, the twins had made their own little story telling game when they overheard their older sister Blanc, the CPU Goddess of Lowee, mumble about how she wished she had changed the fanfiction she had just written hours before a writing competition's deadline and sending it in at the last second. The two observed her wander about her room, mumbling to herself about how she would have changed the heroine, modified the setting to make it more retro, and put in a twist that the villain was actually the good guy. After watching the display, and getting caught for peeping on her, the two decided to create a game based off of Blanc's rant.

They called their game, "What if," where they would think about one thing to change in their or their friends lives and make a story around that single change and how the world or their friends would treat that change. They came up with many different stories. Some happy, some sad, some that made Mina wash their mouths out with soap, and some that even Blanc wrote down and submitted to contests. The two would usually start the game either when they were bored or in the middle of an activity. Mina was ecstatic whenever she overheard the two talking about their story. Mostly because it gave her a chance to relax for a few minutes. It was also very cute to see the two in deep thought about what to change and what that would do.

"So," Ram says. "What should we change in this story?"

"Hmm." Rom put her hand to her chin to think about what to change. They've already changed Blanc's hair color, Uni and Noire's goddess positions, Neptune and Nepgear's bodies, and Rei Ryghts managing to keep her kingdom over the years. Yet they haven't changed anything about themselves in their stories yet. That game Rom an idea.

"Hey Ram," Rom whispered to the top bunk. "What if you were born as a boy?"

Ram was about to give a small laugh at that, until the thought actually crossed her mind.

What if Ram was born as a boy?

~Ram the Man~

Lowee's newest game system was just about to be released. Blanc's push to heavily advertise and gain more third party developer support helped push interest in the system when it was announced. It was also a unique new system that they had developed, which was different from all the other three kingdom's systems. Designed to be portable, yet still be as powerful as a home console, interest in the uniquely designed system increased. Lowee had some difficulty with their previous system when it was released, barely garnering any attention and making their shares drop even lower than Planeptune's. Despite the lost shares, Blanc personally supported the system as long as she could. Hiring third party developers to develop exclusive games for it and pushing for high quality first party games that she herself oversaw, she tried to increase her shares and regain her people's faith.

Even with the high quality games, her shares barely grew. That is, until five years later, she announced her new system that she had been working on in secret. The reveal of the new tablet looking system was met with surprise at what it can do. It even garnered the attention of third party developers that worked on other system exclusives to take interest in it and announce that they were developing or porting their games to the system. It was safe to say, that when the system released, Lowee's shares would rise high above the rest. All the other goddesses were in for a surprise when it finally released.

And so was Blanc. As the launch day of the new system slowly approached, Mina approached the doors to Blanc's room, carrying two wrapped objects in her arms. She knocks on the door with one of her hands, trying not to drop the objects that she's carrying.

"Come in," Blanc utters behind the door.

Mina manages to open the large wooden door without dropping her well bundled items and walks in. Blanc was sitting at her desk in her large swivel chair, observing the "Lowee Swap" Neppit threads. As Mina approached, she swiveled in her chair to face her.

"Is there something that requires my attention, miss Mina?" Blanc asks, looking at the two bundled up objects in her oracle's arms.

"Yes, miss Blanc" Mina responds. "As you know, our shares have been raising at quite the fast rate. This has been good for our kingdom's development and rebuilding the people's faith in you." One of the objects in her arms starts to squirm and she shifts it to help make it more comfortable. "That is why, earlier this morning, the Sharicite crystal shined even brighter than the sun. When I went to check on it, as per my normal daily schedule, I have discovered these two."

Mina stretched out her arms to show the two wrapped objects she's holding. In her arms held two young babies, wrapped in colored blankets. The one on her left arm was wrapped in a baby blue blanket and was holding its arms close. The one on her right was wrapped up in a pink blanket, stretching its arms out.

"These are your new younger siblings, miss Blanc." Blanc sat in her chair, wide eyed at this new revelation. She's an older sister? And even more, she has relatives?

One word stood out though in Mina's announcement. "Siblings?" Blanc asks the oracle, who was passing the pink blanketed baby to Blanc.

"Yes," Mina answered back, stepping back and cradling the baby she was holding. "The one you are holding right now is the brother. It's rare for a CPU to have two siblings, even more to end up with a brother."

Blanc looked down at the small baby boy in her arms, flabbergasted that what she holds in her arms was a male CPU Candidate. As she looked at him with wide eyes, the young child stretched his arms and grabbed Blanc's finger, gripping it with his light grip. Blanc felt her heart jump as the child grabbed it, but calmed down when he started to hold her finger closer. She thought that the small child she held was an angel sent down from Celestia as a gift for her hard work.

Mina walks closer to Blanc and hands her the blue blanketed child. Blanc had to pull back her finger, making the young boy tear up until he felt his sister lie next to him in Blanc's arms. Mina stood back, watching the normally raging and furious goddess gently holding the two young siblings in her arms and smiling. If she had a camera on her, she would have taken a photo right there.

"What should we call them, miss Blanc?" Mina asked.

Blanc looked down at her two younger siblings, remembering that the children had just been born today. She furrows her brows, trying to think of the perfect names for the two. She turned her head to the computer that sat behind her that showed a thread of people talking about the specs on her new system. Looking at the screen, she finds the perfect names for the two twin siblings.

"Rom and Ram," Blanc utters, turning back to Mina. "The sister will be named Rom, and the brother shall be named Ram."

Mina gave a small smile, trying to hold in her glee of the two young CPU angels that lied in Blanc's arms. "Of course, miss Blanc. I shall inform the staff about the children's names and have them marked down in our books." Mina turns and leaves the room, leaving Blanc with the two young siblings in her arms. She watches as the two started to soon nap, lying their heads on her small chest.

"This is the best day of my life," Blanc whispers to herself.

~XOX~

"This is the worst day of my life," Blanc muttered to herself.

She sat inside Planeptune's Guild hall, waiting for her dear younger siblings to be released from the Guild's holding cells. Who would have thought that after so many years, the two young angels that lied in her arms, napping on her chest as they watched television and play games together, would be in a prison cell. She wonders if she should blame herself for how they've grown over the years, but knows that only one person is to blame. And that's her younger brother.

"Come on kids," someone says as the door that leads to the cells is opened. Out of it walks Rom, Ram, and IF right behind them. IF turns to where Blanc is sitting and Rom walks towards her. Ram walks in the opposite direction before being grabbed by the back of his coat by IF and pulled towards Blanc.

"Here they are, Blanc." IF says, pushing the two twins towards their older sister. "Make sure to keep a better eye on them so that we don't have another incident. Especially this one." IF taps her finger on top of Ram's hat, making him swipe his arm at her to make her stop.

"I know how to raise my younger siblings, thank you very much," Blanc grumbles to IF. IF walks down the Guild's hallway, leaving the three siblings alone.

Rom and Ram stood in front of Blanc, wondering what's going on through her head. Rom, who was wearing a large blue winter coat with puffy sleeves, stared down at her blue boots and white leggings in fear. She shifted her sight to her pink shoulder purse that hung from her shoulder to try to look away from Blanc. Ram, who was wearing a pink puffy winter vest, looked at his sister's puffy blue hat that was about to fall off. He reaches up and readjusts it for her, before readjusting his pink and white lumberjack hat on his head. He glimpses at Blanc, who seemed about ready to blow her top, and looked down at his pink winter boots and white jeans, looking like he's also sorry.

"I want you two to look at me," Blanc commands the two. The two comply and look at Blanc, Rom having an apologetic face and Ram having a bored look on his. Blanc turns her attention to Ram. "Now, would you mind explaining yourself for the incident you caused?"

"It was my right to fight back," Ram defended himself. "The bastard took Rom's lunch money."

"How many times have I told you not to swear?" Blanc growls at Ram.

"How many times has aunt Mina told you not to swear?" Ram mutters back.

Blanc frowns at Ram before rubbing her eyes. "Alright. Just tell me why you didn't get me for this?"

"Well, you're always busy with your story practices-"

"Those are my finished writings."

"-And I'm supposed to be the symbol for our male followers, showing that I'm someone that they can put their trust in and should follow. So, I decided to show how strong and clever I am!"

"By tarring the poor guy and making him look like a chicken?" Blanc asks.

"Yes," Ram says, proudly.

"And then by making him chase you through the streets, knocking over people and disrupting traffic?"

"Y-Yes?" Ram says, now unsure of himself.

"And then by making him trip over a wire you set up and fall into Planeptune's largest vat of pudding, tainting the entire kingdom's supply with tar and feathers?"

"T-That was actually me," Rom mutters to Blanc. "Y-You know Ram can't t-tie a clove hitch."

"Rom, please." Blanc rubs her eyes again. "I'm not mad at you right now. Right now, I'm mad at Ram for causing another national incident. I mean, this is the third time this month!"

"And my eighth this year," Ram says cheerfully. "I'm on a role!" Blanc pinches him by the ear. "Ow. Ow. Ow."

"I'm tired of you causing these repeated incidents, Ram." Blanc lets go of his ear. Ram holds his hand up to it, rubbing it to try to make it feel better. Rom tries to take a look at it before Blanc speaks up again. "And I want you to stop going along with his ridiculous stunts, Rom. What kind of image do you think a goddess would have if her followers knew that she was the associate of a mad prankster?"

"A pretty cool one, I'd have to say," Ram says, chuckling to himself. Rom also giggles at Ram's joke as she looked in her bag. As Rom tended to Ram's ear, Blanc thought about how the two became pranksters exactly.

She wondered if it was all the cartoons and comics that the two read back when they were younger, but Blanc wasn't sure. All she knew was that now her angelic siblings kept causing trouble for everyone. The two would prank everyone, no matter how close or friendly they were with. They even pranked their entire Basilicom's staff a few times. Replacing egg cartons with eggs with ones full of large glass eyes, changing the ball room's soft lights with strobe lights, using one of Vert's beloved BL visual novel games and playing the audio over the entire Basilicom's intercom for half a day… Mina got the blunt of their tricks though. She was seen as a perfect test subject to see how far they can go with their pranks. It came to a head once when they swapped her complimentary homemade brownies with… Something else and were put on the staff's laundry duty for a week, cleaning the stains out of the newly bought white staff shirts that everyone wore before eating the "brownies."

Blanc was not interested in the two's repeated pranking. Especially when one involved Rom and Ram reading an erotic fanfiction that she had written about Neptune and Noire over Lastation's radio program. Noire wouldn't talk to Blanc for a whole month, while Neptune kept nagging her to make a sequel and if Rom and Ram could read it over her kingdom's radio.

Blanc grumbled at the thought of that prank. She then looked at the two twins, as Rom put her ice cold water bottle to Ram's ear, making him flinch. Ram was always thought as the mastermind behind the tricks, setting them up and planning them. Everyone thought that he forced Rom to join in on his tricks, as the young girl was afraid to be alone. In actuality, Rom was the planner of the duo, figuring out how much of something is needed and where it needs to be positioned to make it work. As Blanc and Mina were the only ones know this fact, everyone that was caught in their tricks punished Ram, only giving a slight scolding to Rom if they weren't swayed by the little girl crying about the scolding. Even though she knew that both of them were to blame, Blanc couldn't stay mad at them. They were kids, her little angels, and she just has to show them how to be proper gods. And besides, the two are actually sorry whenever their pranks go too far, despite what Ram's facial expressions say.

"Listen," she says in a calm voice to the two. Rom removes her water bottle from Ram's ear and they look back at Blanc. "If you ever have another problem with someone taking your things or causing you trouble, just tell me, even if I'm busy. I know that you want to prove yourselves as gods in the people's eyes, but I'd appreciate it if both of you can at least try not to cause another incident like this. For at least two months, if possible."

Rom and Ram looked at Blanc, then to each other. They both gave silent nods to each other in agreement before looking back at their older sister.

"O-Ok Blanc," Rom says, stuttering like she always does. "We'll t-try to n-not do this again."

Ram sighs as Rom bumps him in the elbow, making him stop. "I guess I can try not to show how clever I am to everyone for a bit. They need some time to let it sink in before I can amaze them all again."

The plan is to make them forget that it happened actually, Blanc thought to herself, reminding herself that she'll have to bargain Neptune with some chocolate pudding to keep this incident covered up. She coughs into her fist and gives a small smile to the two. "Thank you. Now, who's up for some ice cream?"

"Ice cream!" Ram cheered, throwing his arms up in the air.

"S-Sure," Ram stutters, only raising her arms up halfway and shaking them in agreement. The three siblings walked out of the Guild, walking side by side with Blanc holding the two by their hands.

~XOX~

"And then Blanc got Rom a vanilla caramel topped cherry sundae," Ram says, leaning over the bed bunk.

"And Ram got a chocolate cherry topped sundae with wafer cookies," Rom says, looking back at her sister.

"And Blanc got an orange sherbet with tangerine zest," Ram finishes. "The end." The two twins then yawned after finishing their story and lied back in their beds. "Goodnight Rom."

"Goodnight Ram," Rom says, pulling her blankets back over herself.

As they lied back down to finally sleep, outside their bedroom door stood Blanc, who was listening in on the twin's story. She quietly opens the door just a smidge to look at the two sleeping angels in bed before quietly closing the door. After that, she looks down at her flat chest before patting it.

"Wonder what it'd be like if I was a guy?" Blanc mutters to herself before shrugging her shoulders. "Might be a good idea for one of those fanfic contests. You never know." She walks down the Basilicom's hallway, shutting the light off behind her.

Thanks for reading. This is an experimental one-shot series that I've wanted to try. I won't be updating this as often as my other story, but it would be nice to know what you all think about this concept, both the overall theme and Ram being a boy. Please leave a review and I hope you'll be looking forward to more of these "What If" stories from Rom and Ram!