(A/n:Welcome to another Roba Brothers fic by moi! This fic is unrelated to the Roba Series I'm writing,but could,at the same time,be placed in the series. Pretty neat,ne? Well,tell me what you think!)

Chapter One-The Night Before

"Guys! Calm down. I'm on the phone!" Espa exclaimed. As usual, his house was a zoo. There was a good explanation for it though. Schools had been closed due to a power outage caused be the thunderstorms the night before. Mokuba and his brother were out of town on a business excursion, and the rest of their friends were cooped up in their respective houses due to the heavy rain that was still falling. Espa sighed deeply, and returned to his conversation with Bakura. He was trying to get his schedule re-done because Andy had a doctor's appointment on one of the days he was scheduled to work. "Maybe I can come in a little earlier on that day." He suggested after Bakura insisted he really needed him. It was inventory week, and they had to organize it before the event over the weekend.

"That's a possibility. If I can get Curtis to work a bit earlier, you can leave in time to pick him up." Bakura decided. "Let me give you a call back, alright?"

"Alright. Thank you." Espa hung up, as there was a loud crash in the living room. He closed his eyes briefly. "GUYS!!!"

"Sorry, Espa! Christien was stuck in the staircase!"

Espa sighed deeply. "I really need to find something more for them to do." Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Guys! Come in here a minute!" He looked over at his youngest brother, Baby Espa. He was sitting in his high chair,and munching on Cheerios. The elder Espa smiled, and wiped up the milk from his sippie cup. "You're so quiet all the time….it's nice." He turned to face his other three brothers now. "We're going to play a game!" He told them brightly.

"What kinda game?" Jonathan asked him suspiciously. He had a feeling it would entail some kind of cleaning.

"What's the tone for, Jon? I've never disappointed you with games before."

"He thinks you're gonna make us clean." Christien explained. The boy had plant soil in his hair.

"What did you guys do in there?" Espa wanted to know, afraid to hear the answer.

"Andrew was in the toilet water, and when we raced upstairs to get him, Jon knocked over the plant, and I got stuck in the staircase at the same time." Chris told him, as he tried to brush the soil out of his hair.

"And what was he doing in the toilet water?!" Espa demanded in exasperation.

"My boat sanked." Andy offered his own confession, tugging on Espa's shirt. "It my faults."

"Alright. To the game. We're going to see if we can get this house completely cleaned up before eight o'clock."

"I knew it was cleaning…" Jonathan muttered.

"Look. Some very important people are coming over tomorrow. The house needs to be cleaned up. I'll help Andrew in his and Little E's room,and you two tackle yours. Then we'll all do the living room together." Espa checked the clock by the microwave. "Alright. It's five o'clock. Let's get to work!" He smirked slightly, watching Jon and Chris make a beeline for the stairs. He untangled Baby Espa from his high chair mess, and carried him upstairs. He would sit in his crib while he and Andy picked up the bedroom.

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"We get a prize if we dos it?" Andrew asked his older brother a little while later.

"Perhaps." Espa told him. "It's very important the house looks nice for our guests tomorrow."

"Who coming? Kaiba?" Andy wanted to know.

"No. The Kaibas aren't going to be back for quite a while yet. They went to a country called Spain."

"It far 'way? Jonfin misses Mokuba." Andrew confided in Espa.

"Does he?" Espa looked across the hall towards Jon and Christien's room. That would explain his moodiness…"I'll have to talk to him later. Don't worry." He stood up, and threw some dirty clothes into the hamper in the hall. "Okay, Andy we're done. Let's keep it this way, alright? At least until tomorrow night."

"kay, Big Brother. Can go watch cartoons?"

"Until it's time for living room clean up." Espa told him, as he went to check on the others' progress. "How's it going in here?"

"Good. We're almost done." Christien told him.

"Jonathan? What are you doing over there?" Espa had noticed Jon was just sitting in the bay window, staring at the rain as it fell.

"Cleaning the window. " Jon replied sourly.

"Wanna talk about it?" Espa asked him gently. "I know you miss Mokuba…"

"It's not about Mokuba, okay?!" Jonathan threw the last of his mess into the closet, and walked off.

"Jon!" Espa followed him down the hall. "Don't make do it, Jonathan Scott!" He crossed his arms over his chest. If there was one thing he couldn't stand was when his brothers tried to keep things from him.

"It's not that big of a deal, Espa, okay?" Jonathan told him quietly.

"It is a big deal when your five-year-old brother can sense something going on!" Espa replied in a whisper. He could feel Christien listening in. "Chris, close the door, please." He walked up to his brother, and led him into his own bedroom, closing the door. "What's going on with you lately,huh?"

"I don't wanna talk about it!" Jon insisted. "Why won't you leave me alone?!" He headed to the door again.

"Because I care, Jon." Espa replied, remaining on the bed. "Is something going on in school?"

"They're calling Andrew dumb. And retarded." Jon said after a few minutes. "I didn't wanna tell you because I knew you'd worry."

"Who is?!" Espa demanded now, his eyes narrowed.

"The teachers…. Our counselors. Christien knew too, but he was afraid to tell you. They said he should be placed in special care."

"Why those….." Espa fumed. "I'd be willing to bet their the ones who…..Jonathan, you can't keep things like this from me! I have to know!"

"I'm sorry, Big Brother." Jonathan looked up at Espa, and the eldest Roba saw that he was in tears.

"Come here, Jonathan." Espa patted the bed beside him. He was so outraged that this could happen, and more upset because the school hadn't called him to confirm anything!

"Why are they talking about Andy like that, Espa? He's just a little slower with his motor skills. Does that make him retarded?" Jon was obviously struggling with his own emotions.

"I'm not sure. But don't you worry. Your big brother is going to get to the bottom of this!" Espa promised. "After I have Andy and Little E in bed, you, Chris and I will talk more, okay?"

"They won't take Andrew away, will they?" Jonathan persisted.

"No. They'd have to prove I can't take care of him. And they can't." Espa told him firmly. "Now go downstairs and make sure he's not making a bigger mess." Espa watched his brother go, then closed his eyes. This is not good..this is really not good. They don't know this, but this happened before, when Christien was Andy's age. Child Services tried to take us all away from Mom. And now, I'm in her shoes. I'd be lost without my brothers. We have to pass inspection tomorrow. We just have to!