Damn it hurts 21

My brother is a reckless one
But we've always protected the princess
In many ways, we think similarly
Hell, we can predict each other

The reason Fraise picked us
Was because we can all read each other
While she was growing up with us
We'd keep her out of trouble

She was a bit reckless, honestly
So having that psychic guidance probably helped her...
But hey, it's all good now
We're kinda like siblings at present

After a rough day honing our powers
We all take time for some tea
Then we talk about our days
Just like any ol' family would

Its funny how the first time we met
She just found us tossed aside
Well, she took us in
Even if the people despised us

Now, they've come to respect us
Because we proved ourselves
But why must society be so rude?
Shouldn't we all get along?

I'm led to wonder...