In this chapter, the Blackthorn siblings make a pillow fort together
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Mark was lying on his bed reading, enjoying a few moments of peace from his chaotic family. Sure he loved his siblings, but there were moments he needed some time on his own. Unfortunately this didn't last long. It never did. His bedroom door flung open and his younger brother Jules burst in and leapt on him. "One: did you forget how to knock, and two: If you are going to leap on me, would it hurt to tell be before you do it?" Mark asked, sounding bored. Jules smirked and got off his brothers bed and left the room. He knocked on the door (he did so loudly, as though to prove a point) and without waiting for Mark to reply, marched into the room declaring "I'm going to jump on you now" which he did.
Mark just rolled his eyes and put his book down. "To what do I owe the pleasure little brother?" he asked. Jules hated being called 'little brother' as although being younger than Mark, they both had two younger brother, in Ty and Tavvy. "If I'm little then what are they?" he would ask, arms crossed over his chest and a scowl on his face. "A lot less annoying than you are" Mark would always respond with. This annoyed Jules more. Emma would find the exchange between the brothers absolutely hilarious. "I'm bored" Jules whined. "It's raining outside so we can't go out and play, Emma had to go home and Katerina has finished lessons for the day. And I've done all my homework" he added. Mark huffed. A bored Jules was an irritating Jules.
"And what do you expect me to do about it?" Mark asked. Jules huffed, as though he thought Mark was being totally unreasonable. "I want you to help us to build a pillow fort" Jules announced. Mark raised an eyebrow. He wasn't quite sure when it happened, but at some he had been knighted a 'pillow fort expert', a title he was highly proud of. His siblings refused to build one unless Mark was there to supervise. Mark grinned then, and Jules knew he had one. "What are you waiting for? It's not going to build itself" he said, and he had never seen his brother move so fast.
As it turned out Ty, Livvy and Dru had already started collecting pillows and blankets for the fort by the time Mark and Jules had arrived. Tavvy – who was too young to join in was watching his older siblings and finding the whole thing very amusing. On realising that they were there, Livvy just turned and went "Helen is being boring and won't come" as though it was the biggest injustice in the world. Mark just chuckled, hoping that the fact her oldest sister wouldn't join them in building a fort would be the worst thing Livvy (or any of the younger Blackthorns) would have to face. "You lot finish getting what we need. I'll go and fetch her" said Mark, and left them to it.
Reaching his sisters room, Mark made sure not to repeat the same mistake is brother had made. He knocked, and waited to be let in. On the other side of the door, Helen just shouted "I've told you Livvy, I'm not coming" which made Mark smile. It seemed that Livvy had made quite a nuisance of herself and had annoyed the oldest Blackthorn child. "Helen, its Mark. Livvy is downstairs sulking that her darling older sister is upstairs being oh so very boring" Mark said. He had scarcely finished talking when the door was opened and Helen was stood facing her brother, her face flushed. "I. am. not. boring" she said through gritted teeth. Mark had to suppress a laugh. "Well they all think so. And will continue to think so until you join them" he replied. It was all the encouragement Helen needed to grab her duvet and pillow and swanned out the room leaving Mark standing in her wake.
The siblings spent the next couple of hours following Marks instructions for building the best fort they could. Livvy and Ty had managed to sneak into the kitchen and grab some snacks for the siblings to eat. It was nice, Mark thought, to have all his siblings together and getting along. There was nothing he would not do to have this taken away from him.
