The Bittersweet Morning
(Ben and Hoss are both seated at the breakfast table. Hopsing places the food down on the table. Hoss glares at the steamy food about to put some on his plate. While Adam is working on his daily chores outside.)
Ben: Hoss go wake your brother he has been sleeping long enough.
Hoss: Awe! I was just about to eat! And well dadburnit Pa you know I dun' like doin' that! If we gave that boy a pillow and a blanket he would sleep for weeks!
Ben: Son? Are you disobeying my orders? Cuz' If you are I can tell Hopsing to cut done your helpings of dinner for a week.
Hoss: But! Dinner is the best meal! It may not be the most important but you can't do that!
Ben: I can and I will! Watch me!
Hoss: Oh, your serious! Only half of dinner? That's like ripping one of my lungs out! Ok, fine, I will wake that little varment up! (Hoss stands up in an upward motion and scampers up the stairs.)
Ben: Uhh, that boy. Haha. (Ben sips on his freshly brewed Coffee.)
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(Hoss is now at Little Joe's doorway.)
Hoss: Punkin'! Wake up! Little Joe! Wake up! Joseph! Hey! Ok, now I am getting mad. JOSEPH!!!! Ugh! (Hoss goes over to water basin and takes a china glass cup that is near and fills it half way with water.) Ok! Don't say I didn't warn yah! Oh, Joseph! I would wake up if I were you! I am giving you one last warning and then----
Little Joe: Will you shut up!? I am trying to get some beauty sleep Hoss! Something your not good at!
Hoss: Huh! Just for that comment here! (Hoss throws water at Little Joe.)
Little Joe: Why you! Your dead Hoss! (Little Joe get's up in an up tight postition saturated with luke warm water.)
Hoss: Well! That's what you get when you beat around the bush! Plus, I didn't have my breakfast!
Little Joe: Oh yeah!? Well I didn't have much sleep! and just for the water here! (Little Joe punches his brother.)
Hoss: Ouch! Dang Little Joe! Even though your twelve years old you can hit hard! Just for that your doing down you little runt.
(The duel begins! Hoss and Little Joe are at it and fighting. Ben can hear the discomfort upstairs and begins to worry. Pa begins to walk upstairs irritated.)
Hoss: Wait. What are we doing?
Little Joe: Uhh duh! Were fighting you big umph!
Hoss: We need to stop before Pa finds----
Ben: Out? Oh to bad, because Pa already did. You boys need to get a hold of yourselfs! Little Joe! Your almost thirteen! And Hoss? Your fifteen for crying out loud. Grow up! The both of you! Now apoligize to one another and come get your breakfast. Hopsing is already upset and you know wanting to quit.
Hoss: Your right. Sorry Little Joe.
Little Joe: Yeah whatever I am sorry too. (Little Joe sticks his tongue out at Hoss without Pa seeing.)
Ben: Great, I knew you boys had SOME good in you! Now come downstairs and let's ice thoughs eyes of yours.... and this time Hoss? DON'T EAT THE STEAK I GIVE YOU FOR YOUR EYE!!!!
Hoss: Sorry Pa but it looked good! I love me some leftovers! Yummy!