I woke up to the sound of Restless Heart Syndrome by Green Day playing. “I’ve got a really bad disease. It’s got me begging on my hands and knees. So take me to emergency. Cause something seems to be missing.” I stuck my hand out and smashed my alarm clock off. I didn’t like the feel of the cold breeze coming from the open window: it made me want to go pee really bad. I got up and closed the window. I shivered when the little gust of wind slapped me in the face. Damn it!
I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I opened up the toilet seat and slid down my pajamas and briefs. Ahh…this is exactly what I needed. I looked at the clock on the wall and it read 7:00 a.m. Practice for me didn’t start till eight and neither did Alecia’s. Adrian was in the Random Club and the meeting wasn’t until 8:30. I decided to make some breakfast for all of us so I finished doing my business and washed my hands. I went to Alecia’s room to wake her ass up,
“Alecia?” I called as I cracked open her door. Silence was the only response I got. I swung the door open all the way. “Little leech of my life, get up.” I saw her hand stick out from under the blanket and give me the middle finger. That notion made me want to hang her upside down by her puny panties. “Listen up you little munchkin, if you don’t get your ass up to take a shower, I’m going to sever the heads off all your princess Barbie dolls and use your penguin pillow pet as fuel for a bonfire.
As soon as these words left my mouth, she head shot up from under the blanket. She glared at me with her hazel eyes and said, “Don’t you dare hurt Mr. Flappers or I swear I will pee on your bed tomorrow!”
I just rolled my eyes. “Just get your stuff and take a shower okay? If you do that little girl, Mr. Flappers will be safe for another day.” I said in a way a parent would talk to a baby. She just scoffed and walked over to her closet. She pulled some jazz pants and a black sweatshirt with her color guard logo on it. I just looked at her in question. “Where’s your shirt?”
“Oh right!” she exclaimed and ran to grab a spaghetti strap shirt. I gave her another look. She seemed to understand all at once. “They allow more movement than a normal shirt since they don’t restrict the shoulders.” I just nodded and she grabbed a towel and began to walk towards the bathroom.
“Um excuse me missy? Where are you going without your underwear?” I sassed at her while snapping my fingers and doing a little head bob.
Her head looked down and I saw her turn red when she realized I was right. HA! Serves that little fireball right, thinking she could threaten me. Mhmm. I looked at her purple comforter and smirked. She gave me a WTF look. My smirk turned into a full-blown smile. “Next time you threaten to pee on my bed, make sure you don't wet your bed.” I walked away and looked for a pad and found a stash hidden in a shoe box in her closet. I turned back to see her eyes go wide and I started laughing so hard I fell on the floor. “HAHAHAHA! Oh my god you should see your freakin’ face! HAHA! Loser!” I got up clutching my stomach and handed her the pad. “I can’t believe you didn’t know you were on your period! HAHA!”
I collapsed on the floor again and started rolling around on the floor. “You jerkface! You couldn’t have just been a nice brother and save me the embarrassment?” She said while lightly kicking me.
I looked at her and said, “No. What would be the fun in that?” She rolled her eyes at me. “Why so serious? Kitten stole your pad?” I started busting up laughing again and she stuck her tongue out at me. I grabbed her ankle and yanked her onto the ground. She flipped over and landed on her back, making a little grunt noise when she touched the floor.
“Let go of me or you’ll be in for a bloody pad thrown in your face when I get back from practice,” she threatened.
I just gave her a cheesy smile. “We’ll see about that.” I let her go anyways, just to be nice. When she got up, she tripped over her shoes and fell on the floor again. I couldn’t help but start laughing again. “Oh my dear stripper cakes! You are such a dork! Haha! Learn how to walk before you threaten you’re older and wiser and much more gorgeous brother.”
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Let's Hop Like Bunnies ;DHumor
15 year old Angel Crysthalma and his siblings need to get away from the house full of "inappropriate" noises. They get permission to go to their Uncle Jason's house after Angel and his twin Adrian embarrass the panties off their mommy. When they sta...