Welcome to the Makara's side story to 'Need A Friend?' I hope you guys enjoy even though I was a week behind getting it out then when I said it would be out. I hope it isn't boring. It pretty much jumps through the years of one of the Makara's boys life. What happened with their relationship and why everything is so terribly wrong with them. Enjoy!

"Honk! Honk! Honk!" the child screeched as he ran through the halls. He was only six years old and he was left to do whatever he wanted in the household. The child turned the next corner, but slid to a stop when he realized he had ran into the one room he knows he's not allowed. He tiptoes backwards, but it is to late.

"What the motherfucking shit are you doing in here, you bastard?" Roared the low, scary, raspy voice of his dad. The child flinches and tries making himself smaller to show his apology.

"I-I didn't mean to. I was just going to leave. I-I accidentally slid in here. I'm sorry," The child whimpers. His dad glared harder.

"What did I tell you about making yourself heard, you stupid weakling? Now fucking speak up," his voice echoing off the walls from being so loud. The child flinches, but stands straight afterward.

"I said, I'm sorry, sir!" The child yelled trying to stand tall, but was so small it didn't make much difference. The child runs past him and back the way he came. He makes it to the stairs and darts up them, then runs through the third door to the left; closing the door behind him. He turns and faces another child that looked as if he was an exact copy of the other child.

"Gamzee?" The small boy with crazy messy, black hair asks the slightly younger boy that just ran into his room. "Did He scare you again?" Gamzee nods his similar black hair shaking with his head.

"Kurloz? Does he hate us?" Gamzee squeaks, close to tears. He looks into his brothers strange purplish eyes that always seem to calm him down. Kurloz just stares at him for a bit before getting up off his bed and walking over pulling Gamzee into a hug.

"Yes. Yes he does, but remember someday I'll rid us of him and you will be strong enough to help and we will always be happy together," Kurloz comforts. Gamzee wraps his arms around Kurloz tightly and holds back the tears. No crying. You aren't weak. Gamzee smiles up at his twin and Kurloz smiles back.

"I love you, Kurloz. Nothing will change that," Gamzee mumbles into Kurloz's chest. Kurloz squeezes Gamzee in reply.

"Yeah, same here bro." After Gamzee and Kurloz stopped hugging, they decide to make a blanket fort and play video games.

"Haha! I'm winning! No one can beat this boy! I'm unstoppable," Gamzee laughs loudly as he races around the corner to the finish line in the game.

"Oh! Come on! I can't believe you beat me again!" Kurloz sarcastically yells back. He laughs when Gamzee reaches over and hits him in the shoulder.

"You're letting me win! You asshole," Gamzee screams. Kurloz stops laughing and stares at Gamzee. "What?"

"What did you say?" Kurloz asks already knowing the answer. Gamzee looks confused, but then thinks what he said.

"Uh... I'm not sure. Asshole? Maybe? I don't know," Gamzee answers.

"Yeah, I didn't know you knew any bad words."

"Bad. Words?"

"Yep."

"I didn't think they were bad. Asshole is a bad word?"

"Haha yes it is. Let me guess you got it from the Asshole?"

"Hehe yeah. Who else?"

"Gamzee?" Kurloz asks sitting down his controller and facing Gamzee.

"Yeah, Kurl?"

"Will you always like me?"

"Yeah! Your my brother! At that your my TWIN!" Gamzee laughs at Kurloz's question.

"Haha ok."

Gamzee walks out into the hallway and heads back to his room. It was late and he didn't want to wake up anyone. His mom should have been home by now. Gamzee tiptoes through the house keeping quiet, occasionally hitting a squeaky floorboard and hissing at himself.

He steps into his carpeted room and closes the door. He smiles at his ninja skills and goes to bed. He shuffles across the soft carpet of his great sized room and slides into bed. He sighs and covers up with the daily freshened sheets that the nice ladies in black dresses put on there. They also always take care of him and his brother. He suppose it's pretty nice, but he wishes his mom didn't always have to work. She is never home and when she is she wants to sleep or do something with their stupid dad. She doesn't play with them and then, she leaves them again with the maids and their dad. He is abusive and stupid.

Gamzee whines and closes his eyes. "He and his brother shouldn't have to go through this shit we are only six years," he thought and got mad. Kurloz is right we will get rid of him one day.