Chapter 1-Helping DJ

It was a chilly July night, and Miller and Daisy were lying on their bed, panting underneath the covers.

"Still the one I love." said Miller,

"Mmmm…." said Daisy, "I think so."

"Ready for Round 2?" said Miller

"Yessss…" said Daisy and she grabbed and kissed him, and they were at it again.

Meanwhile, Drake was busy practicing more planning. Thousands of possibilities were running through his mind as Drake carefully perfected his art of planning assassinations on a makeshift scenario.

"He would go here…then here…no..wait… bloody hell," he would then take the worn out pencil he wielded and erase his mistake on the makeshift map. He could hear Miller and Daisy having a good time in the distance. "Argh…lovers…weak." He pressed down on the pencil harder, as if trying to pressure out the sounds. Drake was gifted in his planning; he took deep breaths and soon lost himself in his planning.

DJ also was lying on the bed, also listening to Miller and Daisy's amorous activities. He still, even though time had gone by, pondered what it would've been like if he had done everything perfect. He was forced to accept the fact that it would've, no matter what, been only a matter of time until the same things happened all over again. Rosey and Sonya did much to satisfy his needs, but no one could ever be like Daisy. She had no siblings..

..at least that's what he thought.

After Round 2, Miller was still pondering on how he could fully remedy the situation. He cared for his brother, and although he felt like she would've chosen him anyway.

He looked over at Daisy, "If only you a had sibling…" said Miller,

Then it hit him,

Daisy DID have a sister! A younger sister!

"I do have a sister," said Daisy, "A younger sister. Marie, but we call her Missy."

"Yeah, didn't she have a huge crush on DJ when you both were in high school?" asked Miller, "And she would always say that you were gonna marry me and she was gonna marry DJ and our families would be successfully integrated?"

"Yes, and she was heartbroken when I married DJ," said Daisy, "But we've been talking in recent days since she knows you and I got together."

"Does she still like horror movies? and partying? and being an emotional whining annoyance?"

"Yes, yes and yes." said Daisy, who was thinking the exact same thing.

"Daisy." said Miller, "We can end our problems!"

"Now wait, Miller." spoke Daisy with concern, "I don't know if I should be marrying off my little sister to DJ. DJ of all people!"

"Yes, I know." said Miller, "but the problem was that his bitch ass was moping over the loss of you. Now if bring Missy into play, she's like you but likes more of the stuff that DJ does, and even acts like him. They could not be more of a perfect match.

Daisy thought about it for a while, then said "Wow, you DO make a strong point. Ok! We should go tell DJ."

"Good idea." said Miller

They got clothes on and walked over to DJ's stall. They knocked on the door.

"Come in." said DJ

Miller and Daisy walked in.

"Hey." said DJ, "Whatcha need?"

"We have something to tell you." said Miller, "You know how you've been wanting to find someone who was like Daisy to be your special girl?"

"Yeah…" said DJ, slightly interested now.

"Well DJ," said Daisy, "I never told you this, but, I have a younger sister."

"WHAT?" exclaimed DJ, "Tell me! You never told me!"

DJ jumped out of his bed, and Miller mistook it. He grabbed DJ by the head and slammed him against the bedpost, breaking it.

Suddenly, Drake came running in with an empty root beer bottle and broke the bottle over DJ's head.

"AHH!" said DJ, "What was that for?"

"OH SHIT! I'M SO SORRY! I THOUGHT YOU WERE TRYING TO LUNGE AT US!" shouted Miller, "I'M SO SO SORRY!"

"Oh…." said Drake in disappointment, "You weren't….um…shake it off moron." He walked away.

"What do you see in him?" said DJ

"Anyway," said Daisy, "We think that she would be a perfect match for you. She likes Halloween movies and cars and…"

"….crying and whining like a bitch." Miller said jokingly, "You two will be a perfect match."

DJ fixed the bedpost, then said "So when do I meet her?"

"Soon," replied Miller, "Very soon."

"We will go get her." said Daisy, "and bring her here."