"I know! I'll send porno magazines to his office, his house, AND his computer." Hardison said with a smile.
Eliot rolled his eyes, "He tried to blow up our mom, and all you can think about is sending them a bunch of friggin' pornos? Man, you are pathetic. I vote you guys just let me beat the shit out of him."
Hardison frowned, "And then I'll beat him up a few days later, we'll tag team it."
Sophie moved to say something and Nate grabbed her shoulder gently and said, "Boys will be boys Soph." Then a little louder with his back still turned, "I have eyes in the back of my head Parker. Put the cookies back on top of the fridge, Eliot already started dinner."
She gaped for a second before looking at Sophie pleadingly, she shook her head. "Please Mommy," Parker said, getting desperate.
She rolled her eyes and laughed, "Listen to your father Parker, and don't try the puppy eyes on me, I'm the one that taught you that."
While this had happened Eliot and Hardison's fight had escalated. Hardison was poking Eliot in the chest and Eliot was flicking him in the forehead. "Boys," Nate barked harshly.
"Sorry Dad," Hardison sighed walking away.
"Kiss ass," Eliot whispered to him.
"So help me Eliot I will ban you from using my kitchen," Nate said, annoyed with the pairs sibling rivalry.
"Seriously man? I hope you choke on a piece of your cheap Chinese take out shi-," He started.
"Eliot Spencer, if you do not drop the attitude I will officially ground you. No beer, no game, no kitchen."
"DAD! Momma tell him he can't do that! He can't do that, right?"
She shook her head, her raven colored locks swaying, "I don't know, but do you really want to find out?"
"No," he mumbled. "Sorry Dad."
"I know you're sorry Eliot, now go get your chicken before it burns."