A/N: To make things easier to understand, Kick is a junior in high school and Brianna is a seventh grader. Brad is almost out of college and wants to become a police officer. He is twenty-two. I know Kick is ten and Brianna is eight in the original show, but I put three years and eight months between them because I can.

I do not own Kick Buttowski: Suburban Daredevil.

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Kick was busy in his family's living room combing through all the scientific equipment Kendall brought over for their joint physics project. Kendall and Kick had been in a set up in their physics class much like the time they had to dance together in middle school. She and Kick both didn't have partners, so… here they were. Once they had decided on an actual project to work on (which Kick had only liked because he got to use his skates and skateboard), they agreed that they would work on it at Kick's house, as his parents were used to him tearing up their yard with stunts.

Kendall hadn't changed much over the years; personality-wise or even physically. Sure, she had grown up like her peers and was much more mature than the lot of them, but she was still the hard working, straight A honors student she was in grade school. She kept her hair long and always wore her comfy sweaters and skirts.

Ever since Brad had gone off to college, Kick had had responsibility constantly thrust on him. It meant he couldn't do stunts as often, though he continued to do them even now. He actually wore normal clothing instead of his famous jumpsuits- those were reserved for his stunts- and he would even leave his helmet at home. Right now he was in jeans and a loose shirt. He was in sock feet and had a normal short cut for his hair.

"Kick! Kick!" Brianna Buttowski ran up to her brother and stopped just behind him. She still hadn't grown out of her 'Tina Sometimes' phase and she regularly performed in pageants, talent shows, and recitals. She often had Kick help her in those and they always did their best. She was also a player on her middle school basketball team, despite being quite short, like her brother.

"Go play, Brianna, I'm busy." Kick had his back to her as he adjusted something and waved her off.

"Busy with your girlfriend?" Brianna had already seen Kendall walking around outside, going to and from her house with physics stuff. Kick sighed and turned around to look at Brianna.

"She's not my girlfriend, Bri. I have a project in physics and she's my partner." He placed a hand on his hip.

"But you promised me that you would play with me today!" Brianna stomped her foot, her hands in fists by her side as she glared at him. He knelt down to her level and spoke to her gently, as an older brother should.

"I know, Bri. I still will, but we need to work on this project for a while first, ok?"

"When will you be done?"

"Probably around seven or eight. Just hang out till then."

"But 'Tina Sometimes' is on then!" She wrung her hands and gave Kick her best puppy dog pout.

"Bri, you're twelve, almost thirteen! Aren't you a little old for that?" he asked, rolling back to the balls of his feet.

"Well my birthday's in October and right now it's March. Besides, you're seventeen, aren't you old enough for a girlfriend?" She placed her hands on her hips as Kick gave her a playful glare.

"Yeah. I went there." She smirked at him.

"Bri, I told you, I have to work on this project. I'll play with you when we're done." He stood up and started to turn away.

"But by then it'll be too late!" She grabbed his hand and pulled; he turned back and gave her an irritated stare.

"Then I'll play with you tomorrow! We need to work on this project!" He took his hand back and folded his arms across his chest, making his way to the table with all the physics equipment.

"But you promised that you would do it tonight!"

"Brianna. I can't. This project is worth an exam grade, ok? It needs to look good and it will take a while." He was messing with the stuff on the table, which also had his skateboard and roller blades next to it.

"But it's only eleven in the morning!" At that point, Kendall came stumbling in the front door with her arms full of more physics equipment.

"Oh for the love of-! You know what?" Kick's hands flew to his hair and he bent forward slightly in frustration.

"What?" Brianna looked at him hopefully.

"If I play with you for half an hour, will you leave us in peace to work on this project?" He noticed Kendall when she nearly tripped over a video camera and took some of the equipment from her. He put it down and went back to his sister- Kendall wasn't really listening to what Kick was saying, but she was thankful and slightly surprised that he helped her at all.

"Yes, but you'll have to play with me tomorrow, too." Brianna folded her arms and gave him her best serious face. He rolled his eyes and quickly slipped on his shoes.

"Fine. Let's go." He waved to her to follow him as he walked to the front door. Kendall saw him, assumed the worst, and flew into one of her famous rages.

"Wait, Clarence! Are you just going to leave me here to start the Distance and Speed of Rolling Objects Measured from Video Recordings without a hyperactive adrenaline junkie doing the stunts with me recording? When we got paired up, this was the only project you were remotely interested in and I am not going to stand by and do all the work while you are goofing off!" The siblings looked at her with wide eyes.

"Wow. How'd she say all that without taking a breath?"

"Who knows, Bri? Who knows."

"Clarence!" She glared down at him heavily and tapped her foot impatiently. He shifted his weight onto his other foot and rose an eyebrow at her.

"We'll be half an hour. It'll be quick."

"Oh, no. I know you." Here, she walked right up to him, getting in his face and shoving her finger at him. "When you say half an hour you mean the whole day and I am NOT going to waste any time that we have!" She did not budge from her position. He, however, moved her accusing finger away from his face with the back of his hand.

"We can set a timer if you want, it's only thirty minutes!" he snapped. She scowled at him and countered in a snooty voice.

"If it's such a short time, why don't you play with her when we're done?"

"Because Bri's 'Tina Sometimes' will be on then and when it's over it will be too dark out. The best time is now." Brianna perked up at hearing her nickname- if her brother couldn't convince this girl, she would do it. It had been a while since she had thrown a good tantrum.

"Yeah, while you're playing with her, I'll be in here doing all the work setting up our equipment." She paused. "And too dark out to do what, exactly?"

Kick let out a long-suffering sigh. "Why don't you just come outside with us? Bri's talking about playing basketball. It'll go by fast."

Kendall stamped her foot in a huff. "No! We need to work on this!"

"It's thirty minutes! It'll take much longer to get Bri off my case if I don't play with her. She'll bother us for hours." He gave his sister a weak glare while Brianna nodded and Kendall had an internal debate.

"Ugh, fine! This better be quick as you say, Clarence!"

He turned to Brianna. "Hey, Bri? What'dya say we play a little HORSE?"

"But we usually play 21!" Brianna was mildly upset and Kendall then piped up in the background.

"Wait, you're under five feet but play basketball?" They ignored her and continued their conversation like nothing happened.

"We won't have time for that with three players. Come on, we barely have time to play. Let's go!" He grabbed both girls by their wrists and pulled them out behind him; they struggled slightly but his strength prevailed.

"Hey, wait! I don't have the proper shoes on!" Kendall protested.

"Just go bare foot, a little synthetic nature never hurt anyone!" he threw over his shoulder, still pulling the girls along.

"Synthetic nature?" she asked skeptically, letting herself be dragged outside.

"Yeah, you know, concrete."

"Concrete isn't nature, Clarence!"

"Yeah, but it's outside and it's like rock and it's probably the closest to nature that you'll ever be, soooo, synthetic nature." They were in the front yard now, and Kick let go of them.

"Hey! I've been hiking before! In real woods! Besides, I'm surprised that you even knew what synthetic meant." She had her hip cocked with her hand resting on it.

He blatantly ignored her as he went to get a basketball from the garage. "The rules of the game are that we each take turns to shoot in an order: Bri goes first, I go second and you go last."

"Why do I have to go last?!"

"Because you're new to this. Now, be quiet and let me finish!"

She slouched for a brief second and crossed her arms. "Humph."

"Since Bri is first, she has to shout out what kind of shot she'll take. And she can make up whatever kind of shot she wants; it doesn't have to be a real thing. If she makes it, then I have to take the same type of shot or I get the letter 'H' (which I won't) and then you have to take the same shot. If everyone makes it, then someone else gets to come up with a new shot."

"Yeah, just don't let Kick pick," Brianna piped up. "He'll want to take the shot from the roof or something and you'll end up hurting yourself trying to mimic his crazy." She rolled her eyes.

"So Brianna isn't the only one who comes up with shots?"

"No." Kick shook his head. "After a full round or if someone misses then the next person in the order gets to make a shot challenge."

"So... Kick is going to end up picking anyway?" Kendall looked to Brianna and raised a delicate eyebrow at the younger girl.

"Yep."

She threw out her arms in exasperation. "Then why did you tell me to stop him?!"

"I was just trying to warn you," Brianna defended. "It's tough to make his crazy shots, even for him. Think you can do it?" She smirked at Kendall.

"Oh. I can do it." The older girl narrowed her eyes at the challenge. The siblings shared a sly glance between each other.

"Kick, dunking ok?" Brianna asked, holding up her arms for the ball.

"Only if you think you can make it, Short Stack." Kick tossed it to her and she caught it easily, glowering at him.

"Oh, shut up! You're like, six inches taller than me, and I'm 4'8!"

"Taller is taller, little sis. Even if it's only six inches." His hands were on his hips and he smirked at her with his eyes half-lidded.

"Focus, you two!" Kendall cut in. "We need to play so the project can get started! Besides, I'm taller than both of you!" She gave them both a nasty grin and they both glared at her, particularly Kick.

"What? Taller is taller, Clarence." He rolled his eyes and turned to his sister.

"Ok, Bri, what's the challenge? And tone down the intensity- we have a guest." Brianna had her mouth open to say something then closed it when he said that.

"Hey-!" Kendall cried out.

"So no blocking?"

"Right." Kick nodded.

"How about a simple backwards shot?" Again, he nodded.

"Go," He said and she lined herself up with the hoop, turned around, and threw the ball behind her and made it in with a satisfying swish.

"Nice one, Bri! My turn." Kick jogged to get the ball, took his shot, and made it too. He went to get it and tossed it to Kendall.

"You're up."

"Don't 'tone it down' for me, Clarence. I can make the shots just as well as you or Brianna," she snipped.

"You can, huh?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever played basketball before?"

"A few times, yes."

"Uh huh. When?"

She grew a bit nervous. "A... While ago. But it doesn't look that hard!"

"If you say so. You hear that, Bri? Time to play HORSE Buttowski style. Go crazy." He turned to her and exaggerated a wink and turned back to Kendall. "Your turn." He winked at her. She glared at him and tried to make the shot, but failed.

"That's an H. Not so easy, is it?"

"Shut it. Here, Brianna. Pick another challenge." Kendall held the ball out to the girl.

"Actually, it's Kick's turn." Brianna grinned cheekily at her.

"Oh," she said as Kick strolled over and took it from her. He set the ball on the ground even with the hoop and backed up slightly.

"Upside down shot," he told the girls and Brianna groaned.

"Oh, no."

"Oh, yes."

"What? What's he doing?"

"You'll see." He placed his feet on either side of the ball, even with the hoop, and got into a handstand. He wobbled for a second before throwing the ball with his legs. The ball hit the rim and rolled in. Kendall stared with wide eyes and Kick had a smug look on his face.

"Want to try that, Kendall?" Brianna asked, already knowing the answer.

"I think that I'll pass, thanks."

"Then that's an 'O' for you."

"You did that on purpose!" she snarled at Kick.

"Uh... Yeah! You get to pick a challenge now, though." He held the ball out to her.

"Grrrr! Fine! I'll do a layup." She snatched the ball from his outstretched hand and turned away from his smug face. She dribbled, spun, and did a layup. The siblings smirked at each other and both were able to do it easily.

"Bri, you're up." Kick told her.

"I'm gonna do a dunk." She ran up and jumped, kicking off a side wall and dunked it. She picked up the ball and twirled it on her finger then tossed it to Kick. "Your turn."

He dunked it easily and gave the ball to Kendall.

"You up for the task, or do you want us to tone it down?" He smirked at her with half-lidded eyes and she snarled at him and took the ball.

"I don't need you to baby me. I can do fine on my own." She tried and failed once again, falling when she tried to kick off the wall.

"That's an 'R," Kick oh-so-helpfully pointed out.

"Remember, Kendall, you can make up any type of shot you want," Brianna reminded her.

"Oh, yeah." An idea popped into her head. If she couldn't beat Clarence in athletics then she would beat him in academics. Her specialty.

"My turn, Kendall," Kick said. "Gonna do a long shot." She threw him the ball and he backed up to the other side of the street and judged the distance carefully. He then hurled the basketball like a shot put and made it.

"Do you want to skip that one? It's hard." Brianna asked.

"It's not any harder than the other ones he's done," Kendall told her in a determined voice.

"The ones that you failed." The way Brianna said it wasn't mocking, but informal.

"I'll get another letter if I skip it or fail it. I want to try."

Kick jogged back up to them. "That's commendable."

"That's a big word for you."

"Yes. Yes it is. Are you gonna go or not?" he asked, giving her the ball. She snatched it from him.

"I'm going, I'm going!" She went across street and hurled it. It hit the garage door a foot off the ground.

"You had nice momentum, but you need more upward thrust. Also, that's an 'S.'" He had the ball by the time she got back to them. She growled at him and took it.

"My turn. Angle shot." Looking at the front of the house, her eyes narrowed as she made a bunch of calculations in her head. When she was done, she threw the ball at a wall- not the wall the goal was on, but the side wall. The basketball bounced off and went cleanly into the basket.

"Not bad, Kendall. Not bad at all." Kick finally complimented her.

"Thank you. Your turn, Brianna." She gave the girl the ball. Brianna hesitated and then threw it, making it, though it hit the rim of the goal first.

"Here, Kick." Brianna tossed it to him. He didn't know how Kendall made that shot, but he suspected it had something to do with dumb luck and her sheer desire to win at everything. He threw the ball at roughly the same spot the girls did, but the ball didn't go through the hoop. In fact, it went right past it and bounced twice before landing in the grass.

"That's an 'H,' Kick," Brianna told him as she went for the ball.

"Yeah, I know."

"Ohh, what's the matter, Clarence?" He glared at Kendall, who was obviously enjoying his failure.

"He's just grumpy because you used your mental ability rather than your physical ability," Brianna commented, running back to them.

"You just can't keep up with my brains." Kendall put her hands on her hips and had a smug grin on her face.

"Yeah, yeah. Your turn, Bri." Kick looked at his sister expectantly.

"Ok, I'm gonna do... Sideways."

"Ohhh, that's a good one, Bri." His eyebrows went up and he whistled a low note.

"Why?" Kendall dropped her smugness for curiosity.

"Because it's harder than it sounds." He cast a sideways glance at her.

"I've been practicing this one like crazy ever since I lost to it that one time."

"Ok, let's see what you've got." Brianna turned sideways and arced her arm over her head, throwing the ball in the process and making it in.

"Nice! You have been practicing!" Kick said, impressed.

"Yeah, now you make it." Brianna thrust the ball in his direction.

"I will." He took it and did the same as Brianna, making it in as well. "Here, Kendall." He tossed her the ball and she caught it. She tried doing what the other two did, but her aim was off and she missed.

"That's an 'E,' Kendall. You're out." Kick said, feeling slightly bad for her.

"Yeah, I know," she said grumpily. Kick picked up the ball and tossed it to Brianna.

"Alright, Bri, I'm done, ok?" He began heading towards the front door with Kendall trailing after him.

"What?! We need to play till someone wins!" Brianna was outraged and stomped her foot angrily against the innocent concrete.

"You know how long that'll take, Bri. Kendall and I need to start on our physics project." Kick sighed at his sister's mini tantrum.

"Well... You said half an hour!" She checked her watch. "We still have like, fourteen minutes left!"

"Ok, fine." He rolled his eyes. "We'll see who can make the most baskets in fifteen minutes. Start your stopwatch, Bri. Come on back in, Kendall. We're playing a different game."

"Ugh, fine. But this is the last one." She was a bit annoyed but she would be lying if she said she wasn't having a bit of fun.

"Don't worry, it will be. Right, Bri?" Kick grinned at Brianna.

"Yes," she grumbled.

"Let's play." And they did.

After the fifteen minutes were up, the three went back inside the house. Brianna went to her room and Kick and Kendall went into the living room. Kendall grabbed her video camera and Kick grabbed his trusty skateboard and blades and the two went back outside. They spent the rest of the day working on their physics project, getting along a little better than before and working together with few squabbles.

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A/N: And there you have it! The first of four to five chapters of this story. I hope you enjoyed it!

Also, it is perfectly possible to make a basketball shot with your feet. Google "handstand basketball shot" and a video of someone doing that should pop up.

The next chapter should be up in about two weeks or so.