Max Crumbly x Female Reader "Locker Hero"

6. Yes, bat kid is my little brother!

Okay, I KNOW my new pants were five sizes too BIG.

But they're SUPPOSED to be baggy!

I was like, "Dad, you're kidding me! Right?!"

A father and son sharing pants?!

Sorry! But that's just . . . WRONG on so many levels!

The final straw was my little brother, Oliver.

I saved up my own money for an entire year and finally managed to buy a pair of AIR JORDAN sneakers!

I totally lost it got really annoyed when the little brat trashed them with a permanent black marker!!!

Apparently, Oliver is just starting to learn his ABCs. But he obviously DOESN'T quite have the hang of it yet. . . .

Is it just me, or are all those frowny faces Oliver drew on my shoes possibly a sign of some underlying emotional problem that will manifest itself during his teen years?

I think our pastor is a little worried about him too. Like me, Oliver is into superheroes. But he's taken it A LOT further than I EVER did! . . .

"So, do we have any visitors today? Um . . . Okay, I see we have one . . . !" The pastor said.

Of course, all the kids (and a few of the dads) were really excited to see what they thought was a real, live superhero sitting in the front row.

So when the service was over, there was actually a line of fans wanting to take selfies with Oliver.

Sorry, but it's NOT easy being BAT KID's brother!

Anyway, by the time the first day of school rolled around, I just wasn't feeling those new clothes anymore.

But can you blame me? My family had taken all the COOLNESS out of my back-to-school style. And completely KILLED IT!

I was so FRUSTRATED with the whole situation that I just DUMPED them in one of those clothing bins at the local Goodwill.

THEM meaning my clothes!

NOT my FAMILY! . . .

Although, to be honest, I was so TICKED OFF at my family that I seriously considered dumping THEM into that clothing bin too. . . .

Maybe one day I'll try wearing some hip-hop gear again.

But it's definitely going to be AFTER I put a dead bolt lock on my bedroom door.

Hey, I love my family as much as the next guy.

And by "love," I mean that 49% of the time I DON'T want to punch them in the face.

But don't get it twisted!

I'm just NOT into sharing my pants and stuff with them.

Sorry, that's just too . . . WEIRD!!

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