A/N: This is a NEW story. I got bored of the Big Brawler House, consequently, I will not be continuing with it holds for crying due to boredness and due unpopularity. Anyway, looking forwards, here is a BRAND NEW story for you to enjoy! I own NONE of this story, or it's characters.

"Three... Two... One..." Zack counted, "Go!"

On that final count, Zack and his twin brother, Cody, rapidly started off. They were having an energetic roller skating race around the lobby of the Tipton hotel. Narrowly avoiding high paying guests, Zack and Cody sped up and down the ramps, around the soft green sofas, and over the small oak table. As they sped past the candy counter, Zack cheekly swiped a packet of chocolate buttons of the desk as Maddie had her back turned. She had a confused look on her face when she realised that the packet was missing.

"And the win goes too..." Zack screamed, triumphantly. At that moment, an all too familiar hand patted Zack's shoulder. He nervously turned around, to find that the hand belonged to a fairly short man, wearing a Tipton employee uniform.

"I think, that would be me," Mr Moseby said, sarcastically. He was the manager of the Boston Tipton. "Yet again, you have taken it a step too far."

As he said that, Carey, Zack and Cody's mother came out of the lift. She noticed Mr Moseby complaining at Zack and Cody, "Zachary and Cody Martin," Carey said, glaring at her twins, "What has happened this time?"

Before Zack and Cody had time to open their mouths, Mr Moseby began to explain, "Your twin terrors decided to have a destructive race around the hotel lobby, causing distress to many of our guests. I could charge your twins with destructive behaviour and theft," at that point, Mr Moseby stared at the packet of dairy treats in Zack's hands. Zack tried to hide them for Carey's sight. Mr Moseby continued, "Unfortunately, they aren't old enough. This has gone way to far Carey. I will deliberate over the punishment, it will be revealed early tomorrow morning." He stomped off, angrily. Carey folded her arms, and raised an eyebrow at her destructive twins.

"You two have some explaining to do," Carey angrily said.

"And some giving back to do," Maddie interupted, taking the packet of chocolate buttons out of Zack's hand, running back to her counter

- - -

Back in their suite, Carey sat her boys on the comfortable sofa. They put their hands in their laps, and looked at their feet.

"Well," Carey glared, "I'm still searching for an explaination."

"We were just so bored," Zack whined, "We had nothing to do! We found our roller blades, and decided to have a race."

"Actually, I was forced to do that," Cody explained, pulling a ten dollar note out of his trouser pocket, "He gave me this."

"Which wasn't from your purse, mom," Zack covered up. Carey raised an eyebrow, not believing her son.

"Of course it wasn't," Cody implied, sarcastically, "It was from all the money that you've saved up. All three cents."

"It's not my fault I have a mild addiction to video games," Zack sighed, "Alien Dunk Slamma Jamma VIII was said in the reviews to be the best game since Alien Dunk Slamma Jamma VII!"

"Well, that's why it has another version," Cody moaned, "To me, it is just another one of those mind-boggling games that make the corperate companies more moeny. And judging by the price of these games, even the company cleaners would be millionaires!"

Zack blankly stared at Cody, "Did someone shovea stick up your nose and forget to take it out? You seem to have explained, Alien, Dunk, Slamma, Jamma, Eight, as well, a piece of homework!"

"Do not undermime the amount of fun homework can bring," Cody said, matter-of-factly, "Some people actually find homework a fun passtime, or hobby."

"I rest my case," Zack said, "Someone must have stuck a stick up your nose."

Soon enough, Zack and Cody were having yet another heated argument. After a few minutes of pointless bickering, carey split them up

"Anyway," Carey sighed, as she broke the brothers apart, "As Mr Moseby rightly said, this has gone way to far, who knows what the punishment will be? It could be something like, being banned from the games room, or a cut off on my wages, who knows?"

Little did they know, the punishment was going to be bigger than Carey believed.

A/N: How do you like it? Pretty cool, huh? Who knows what the punishment will be? Find out in the next chapter!
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