Summary: A fun collection of short stories concerning the childhood of Kurt and Markie Wylde. Mostly fluff, but it was fun to write. Please enjoy, and feel free to review!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Wylde brothers or anything else Hot Wheels related.
Author's Note: These were written with much help and input from my younger sister. Thanks a lot, Han! Love ya!
Prologue
"Kurt," Mrs. Wylde said, smiling from where she sat in the hospital bed, "Kurt, honey, this is your new baby brother. His name is Mark."
Five-year-old Kurt crawled up onto the bed with her and peered over at the sleeping infant in her arms.
"So, am I a big brother now?" he asked slowly
His mother nodded. "Yes," she answered, holding the tiny child out so her older son could see him better. "Aren't you going to say 'hi'?"
"Hi, Mark," Kurt whispered, not wanting to wake his little brother. But suddenly, he shook his head.
"What's the matter, Kurt?" his father inquired from behind him.
"He just doesn't look like a 'Mark'," Kurt replied, his eyebrows knitting together in a thoughtful frown, but a wide smile soon spread across his face as he once again leaned down toward his baby brother.
"Hi, Markie," he called softly, this time satisfied with how it sounded. He proudly turned back to his father and said firmly, "There, see? That's better."
Mr. Wylde laughed. "You're right," he conceded, "it does sound better now. But what about when he's sixteen or twenty-one? Are you still going to call him 'Markie' then, too?"
Kurt grinned pleasantly at the thought and nodded. "Yep, I think I will."
He put his finger down by his brother's tiny hand, and the baby tightly grabbed hold of it in his sleep. Kurt tentatively reached down and kissed his baby brother on the forehead. The baby yawned, and Kurt smiled. "Markie."