Warning: This one-shot contains incest and some minor mature content. NO FLAMES. If anyone has a problem with so called warnings, then all you need to do his hit the back button.
For Ernie to say he hated his brother would have been a lie. The younger electrical jelly loved his sibling. Even if that love has evolved into something more sinful and wrong.
Neither Bernie nor Ernie were religious (especially Bernie), but Ernie still found himself shaken when he thinks of hell. He didn't want to burn or be tortured.
But sometimes it's just so tempting to do the wrong thing…Like right now.
Electrical locks fell in Ernie's face, his eyes distant. A warm tongue licked his shoulder as a tentacle wrapped around his royal blue colored waist. He blinked before leaning into the warmth of his brother.
The phone rang.
Jumping, bubbles forming around them from the rapid movement, Ernie grabbed the phone.
"Whale wash, where ya get a whale of a wash and da price…" Ernie trailed off, tugging on his beard.
"Oh my gosh." Bernie murmured, calmly leaning against the counter.
"Yea'…" Ernie said lamely. He put the phone down, the beat of his heart calming. He glanced at his older sibling, muttering, "Respect."
"Respect." Bernie swiftly replied back.
It was dangerous, sometimes. There was the risk of someone finding out. However, Ernie usually didn't think about that kind of stuff. Around Bernie, he was happier. If losing some friends was the worst risk, then Ernie didn't care. As long as he had his brother.
Short, I know, but I did this during social studies after our semester test. Just for fun.