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Even since Megan got her new plasma TV, she could tell with full certainty it had never been so much fun to spy on her brothers.
Specially when she waited for a certain prank to take effect or when they were grounded and/or obliged to do some house chores, the fights between them that would result of it were the cherry on top of her amusement. Yet, she still enjoyed when they would start fighting for no reason at all --as long as they didn't start at unholy hours when she was supposed to be sleeping-- without her having to get involved in some point.
In resume, Boob TV was, by far, her favorite show.
Today's 'episode' wasn't the exception. The boobs were in the living room and had started fighting over the remote; each of them wanted to see a different show but both were too stubborn to simply leave and use the TV on their room. Boys, go figure.
Josh already had tackled Drake to the couch, both of them tossing, hitting and squirming to be the one getting a hold of the remote in the end; making Megan snicker under her breath even if they didn't know it.
And it would've been just like any other normal episode on her life if it wasn't that something completely unexpected happened.
They kissed.
At some point when Josh had managed to get Drake pinned under him, he suddenly had leaned in and smashed their lips together. It was a rough, violent, ungraceful movement but Drake clearly didn't seem to be complaining. And Megan could only stare in awestruck.
While this didn't entirely surprise her, since she already, well, knew even if the boobs would remain oblivious to it; to her it was a rather unlikely thing to happen after the previous situation they had been in. But then again, they were the boobs so you can leave it to them to make stupid things like that.
And her theory got proven even once more when a small beeping tone alerted her of their parents' car parking in front the garage.
"Stupid boobs." Was the only thing she muttered before quickly jumping out of her bed and hurrying downstairs.
Once she stepped into the living room she could tell both boobs were still completely focused on their recently discovered physical contact, though Megan preferred to not to think too much about it; after all, those were still her brothers you were talking about. Just, ew.
She cleared her throat loudly to make her presence known and that was enough to make them both jump away from each other as if they just had been hit by a lightning. They could only stare at her dumbly while trying to catch their breath back again and Megan simply rolled her eyes at them before making her way to the kitchen. But before they could regain their talking ability, their parents had already entered the house and asked them both to fetch the shopping bags of the car.
Throwing quick glances between each other and one nervous one toward Megan's direction --where she at the counter taking a sip of a mocha cola can and looking unimpressed--, they both hurried outside.
The action, however, made Megan smirk. She knew they would try desperate to bribe her to not to say a word about what she saw and she will fully take advantage of it. Though it wasn't like she really planned to divulge such an intimate secret.
She might fit perfectly on the 'Demon child' description, but she was not joking when she said she was the only one allowed to make their brothers' life miserable. She was extremely selfish on that aspect, and she was definitely not going to let anyone else hurt them; and that included their parents... or at least for now it did.
But, of course, that was not something the boobs needed to know.