Hi, I'm back! Happy Monday, everyone!

This is inspired by my younger brothers, Rebel02 and Michael.

OC's: Me (Mj), Mikey (My brother), and Matt (Also my brother)

IC's: Kyouya, Tsubasa


"When's lunch ready?"

"I SAID, just a MINUTE." Mj was getting a little miffed. Not only were her brothers and Kyouya bothering her, the casserole her mom had left would simply not heat up.

10 minutes and 8 botherances later, Mj snatched the casserole out of the oven and back into the fridge. "Forget this. I hate cooking. We're ordering a pizza."

"Do they deliver all the way out here?" Kyouya wondered. Mj lived in a remote little town outside the main city limits, and you couldn't get much of anything in less than 20 minutes minimum.

"Tsubasa can pick one up on his way."

She sent her little brother to call Tsubasa. He came back with Tsubasa's consent.

"He said he'll do it if we save some of those potato chips for him." Matt pointed to the chips on the table.

"Ok."

"Let's open them, so we can have some before lunch", Mikey suggested.

"Fine, just don't eat all of them. I'm going to read a book."

Mj exited the room. Big mistake.

Mikey eagerly ripped open the plastic bag.

"Ooh, this one's a good batch."

"How do you know?" Skeptical Kyouya is skeptical.

"I can smell it."

"Gimme that." Kyouya smelled the chips.

"Okay, maybe it is a good batch." Pretty soon all three boys were sitting around the table eating chips. Matt attempted to make conversation with his sister's friend, which didn't happen.

Matt, in an exasperated surrender, grabbed a library book from the middle of the table. He swung it too wide, however...

...and the chips went flying.

Matt, Mikey, and Kyouya stared in dismay at the chips on the floor. Only a tiny bit remained in the bottom of the bag.

"Nooo!" Matt wailed.

"Tsubasa's gonna be so mad..."

"And when Tsubasa's mad..."

"You know what happens..."

"BAD THINGS HAPPEN." The boys repeated the phrases that Mj had burned onto their brains. Then they continued.

"And when Tsubasa's mad, Mj gets mad, and when they're both mad, EVERYBODY DIES!"

Kyouya sat stunned at the rush of words. Then it sank in. He knew that the authoress could cause things to turn into crazy stories, and Tsubasa tended to give her bad ideas. At least it didn't involve him.

"Well, it's not my problem anyway." He voiced his carelessness.

The boys turned to him, aghast. "Don't you care about the fate of the next generation and humans in general? DON'T YOU CARE ABOUT THE WORLD!?" They wailed.

Kyouya thought a minute. "Hmmm...no."

"We have to stop Tsubasa and Mj's wrath somehow!" Matt was attempting to shake the older boy.

"What are you gonna do, wash them off?"

"Hey! That's a great idea!" Because they're boys.

Matt and Mikey gathered the chips into a bowl (Well, the ones the dog hadn't eaten), and put them in the sink, running water and soap into the bowl. Then they stirred it around with a wooden spoon. They got a soggy mess.

"M-maybe he won't notice...?" Mikey suggested.

"Ew. That tastes like soap."

"Matt! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO TASTE IT!"

"Why?"

"I think it needs more flavor." Mikey squirted half a bottle of mustard into the bowl and stirred it vigorously.

Then they gave the spoon to Kyouya.

"What?...Oh, thanks." Kyouya licked it off absentmindedly.

"AGH! PLAH, OH PLAH PLAH PLAAGH! WHAT ON EARTH IS THAT!?"

"Tsubasa's potato chips, can't you tell?"

"NO. It tastes like MUSHY SOAP WITH MUSTARD IN IT!"

The boys' solution was to cover it with salt and pepper and microwave it for 10 minutes. All this happened in quick succession as the dog spit out each coming recipe and finally managed to stomach the microwaved version.

"Yay! The dog like it! That must mean Tsubasa'll like it too!" Because they're still boys.

During their cooking adventure, they realised that Kyouya had eaten all but the last chip. Matt lunged for it.

He rose from the floor with the triumphant chip. "HAHA! I am VICTORIOUS!" He danced around, waving the chip in Kyouya's face. "I got the last chip, I got tha last chip..." Kyouya snatched it from his hand.

"NOO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"

Kyouya slowly crushed the potato chip and sprinkled it on the floor. The dog sprang at it eagerly, happy for something better than the boys' concoction.

Matt jumped on top of Kyouya and started trying to choke him. Soon they were rolling on the floor. Yup, they're still boys, like the last time you checked.

At that moment, Tsubasa walked in.

"Hi, what are you guys doing?"

Matt jumped up. "Oh. Pfft...nothing, why would you ask that? Why would we be doing anything?"

"Mmm." Tsubasa wandered absently into the kitchen. He'd had a long day. Then he saw the empty chip bag and whirled to face the living room.

"Did you guys eat all the chips?"

"Oh, of course not!" He looked down as Mikey shoved the bowl into his hands. "We saved them all for you! Taste it!"

Tsubasa looked sadly at the mess in the bowl.

"No thanks, you guys."

Mj wandered in to find a rather disappointed-looking Tsubasa and a smiling Mikey and Matt.

"What did you DO!"

"Uh, nothing! Pfft...we did nothing."

Mj glared at the ruined kitchen, at the open microwave and the splatters of mustard on the counter.

"You are SO BUSTED."

"Hi Candace..."

"NOT FUNNY!" Mj made Kyouya drive Matt and Mikey back to town to pick up another bag of chips, and Tsubasa took the rest of the day off from work. I guess they got lucky.

Well that's what they thought too. They came back with the wrong chips.