Long Lost Brother

Chapter 23 : Going back home

Chapter 23

The next day...

Riker POV

I woke up pretty early. I still didn't exactly feel the greatest, but I felt a little better than I did yesterday.

I rolled over so I was facing Jeff. He was sleeping. I grabbed my pillow, and whacked him.

"Mmmm... Riker..."

I whacked him again.

"Stop..."

I did it again anyway. And that turned out to be a bad idea.

Jeff shot up in bed, and pinned me down.

"It's too early for this, Riker!" Jeff groaned, still half asleep.

I pushed him off, and he laid down again. I yanked the pillow out from under his head.

"Riker, come on!"

I threw it across the room. Jeff just glared at me.

"Someone's feeling better," Jeff said, annoyed.

"A little."

Jeff pushed my shoulder a little bit, making me laugh.

I got out of bed, and unzipped his sleeping bag. And then I yanked it away from him.

"Riker, I'm cold!"

"Too bad!"

I ran up the stairs with his sleeping bag. I quickly tossed it outside, and hid behind the couch in the living room.

"Riker, come on. Where are you?"

"Hiding!"

"Ugh!"

I watched him walk all over the house, looking for me.

"Riker, I just want to go back to sleep!"

"You'll have to find me first!"

He walked over and found me behind the couch.

"Get out. And give me my sleeping bag back."

"Someone's not a morning person."

"Riker."

"What?"

"Where is it?"

"I hid it."

"Duh!"

"Well you'll have to find it."

Jeff glared at me.

"Riker, seriously."

"Seriously, I hid it!"

"I know! Tell me where it is!"

"Nope."

"Then how can I find it?"

"We'll play hot and cold."

"Fine!"

Jeff walked into the kitchen.

"Cold."

He walked closer to the fridge.

"You think I put it in the fridge?"

"I honestly have no idea where you would've put it, Riker!"

"Ok, ok sheesh... Calm down a little..."

"I would, if I had my sleeping bag back!"

"You're cold."

Jeff rolled his eyes, and walked towards the staircase that went upstairs.