Creativity had split. One person to two. Two children lay on the floor, slowly sitting up to look at each other. Patton thought the resemblance was uncanny, they looked like Thomas of course. The green twin, Remus, looks at the Red twin, Roman. They tilt their heads, not sure who the other is. “Who are you?” They both ask at the same time. “I’m Creativity..” They say in unison. Patton watches on, slowly crouching to their level. He didn’t want to scare either of them. “Hey there, kiddos.. Do you remember me? My name is Patton!” he says gently.