Michael screamed as Barbara ran out of his room, giggling madly. "BARBARA, GODDAMMIT, WHY DID YOU DO THAT, I WAS ALMOST DONE!"

Barbara had successfully managed to ruin a Lego piece he was building. It'd taken him about a month and as it had been said, he was pretty close to finishing. But now there were Lego bricks all over the floor.

Michael was ready to cry he was so angry, and at the same time he ran towards Barbara's room, avoiding stepping on the plastic bricks. Barbara slammed her door before Michael could get there, and luckily, Jack stopped Michael before he could kick down the door.

"Michael. Room. Now." Jack said as he pointed back to the open door to Michael's room. The redheaded teen let out a growl. Jack had been worried about Michael. He'd been acting out more as of late, and the quiet father had had just about enough of it.

Michael stood, arms folded, in front of Jack. Jack gave up on making him go to his room and decided just to talk there in the hallway. "Michael, what's wrong? Why've you been acting like such an asshat lately?" He asked. "None of your business, dad." Michael spat back, face red. Whether it was from embarrassment or anger, Jack didn't know. Though he sighed, exasperated. "Come on Michael, you and I both know something's up, and it'll be easier on you if you just tell me and get it over with. I'm not gonna deal with you acting this way for much longer." he said, now folding his arms as well.

Michael held a glare for the good 30 seconds of silence before he sighed, dropping his arms. "..You remember Gavin right?" He started. Jack nodded. "Well.. He's got a sister, and she's really adorable and just plain cute, sweet, and pretty damn funny to top it all off.. She kinda perfect. We've talked before, but, I don't exactly know if she's interested in me or anything, I guess. It sounds dumb. And it makes me mad that I'm dumb and don't know." Michael stared at the floor while he spoke.

Jack nodded again. "Okay, here's some advice. Approach this lightly. Try and talk to her more. Get to know her. If she likes you, she'll be sure to show it, trust me, alright? Now I'm going to go talk to your sister about what she just did. Think about what I said, and go clean up the sea of Lego's in your room." Michael nodded and watched Jack turn and walk into Barbara's room, closing the door. He stood there for a few seconds, then turned to walk back to his own room. He began cleaning the mess Barbara had made while he'd thought about what his father had told him. Talk to her. Get to know her. Talk to her. Get to know her. The words repeated in his mind. Then he had an idea.