Dave grew up with Bro as his protector and basic guardian since their parents neglected them horribly. The two could only take so much. After years of neglect the brothers decided to move away from the situation causing them to be in this small town up north. Bro didn't want the life they had before so with a bit of money from both of the boys savings they bought a small two bedroom house. Dave didn't mind the change but unpacking was balls boring. They had only been in town for one day so Bro took Dave out on a walk around town. There is a local docking area off of the river. Some small bars and houses are around it. The two meet a few of the locals. Bro was able to get a sweet deal as a bartender at one of the bars. This made Dave really bored so he started to walk back home, but Bro caught up to him.

"Whoa lil man. Don't go running off on me now." He nudged Dave's arm.

"Whatever." Dave just rolled his eyes. "God it's so fucking boring here bro."

Bro looked as though he was taken back by this comment pulling Dave to an ice cream shop. "You don't know who lives here yet. You know I'm just trying to help."

The ice cream shop was little. It only had room for people to order their ice cream outside. The place could only run during summer. It was Dave's turn to order, so he got a strawberry single scoop sugar cone. Even if it wasn't his favorite the place made some good ice cream. Bro had to be the biggest ass of all time by taste testing EVERY flavor they had. Dave sighed angrily. Giving up his act, Bro finally ordered a shake. The two sat down at an old picnic table by the shop. They had carved names and markings all over them. The seats and tabletop were smooth from years of use. Dave wondered why would anyone write something so lame as"pb 3s j". Like what kind of dumb ass would write that?

Dave ate his ice cream when something moved in his peripheral vision. It was a slightly tanned boy with black hair who sat alone at another table. He must be a local. Dave pulled his attention away from the kid when he looked back. Dave looked over at Bro who was smirking. Dave just passed it off and continued to lick his ice.

Bro found out a few years back that Dave was a closeted gay when he got his first secret boyfriend. Now all he does is tease the living shit out of his lil bro. It's just apart of the job. He caught Dave staring at that little hotty over there again. Shitty part is lil mans gotta learn a thing or two before he goes all head over heals for some stranger.

Dave paid more attention to the boy. His little quirks like pulling his hair back to cool down or chuckling at things most likely written in the table. Dave studied his choice in clothes. He looked like he was ready to jump into a pool. Or maybe the river. I mean there is one right over there. Dave had slightly zoned out and found the kid looking him straight in the eyes. Shit abort. Shit ice cream!

"Fucking dammit." Dave mumbled a few more curses as he stood and wiped off his hand with some napkins. The ice cream still stuck to his hand so he threw away the rest. Once back in his seat, Dave just glared at Bro who had a shit eating grin plastered to his face.

"Don't even" was all he said before that kid sat next to him. A silence fell on the Striders as the boy introduced himself. Bro didn't speak up but nodded at the boy, so Dave introduced the two of them. He mentally gave Bro the finger.

John seemed like a nice kid. He did zone out for a minute giving Dave the chance to embarrass him when getting his attention back to reality. The little blush that flooded his cheeks made Dave's stomach tie in knots and made him chuckle. He held back anymore slips for his own safety. Dave already knew what was going to happen when the two get back home.

John invited the Strider's over and explained to them about his family and friends. Dave and Bro froze when the heard that the Lalonde's where going to be there. At one point in time Dave and Bro's dad hooked up with Mom Lalonde. It gets shitty awkward at times when they try to contact the two.

After a short silence Bro stood clearing his throat, "If John here is inviting us to hang out with him why not accept it. Since your cousins and what not aren't here yet I'll just stay behind. It'll give you two time to get all best bro like with each other."

That's it. He crossed the damn metaphorical line. Anger welled up in Dave as Bro added a wink to it. Covering his face, Dave kept his cool on the outside but was clawing his eyes out on the inside.

Practically yelling while still keeping his cool, Dave wined to Bro, "God dammit Bro. Don't say shit like that."

That was it. Bro won. He threw his first up in the air and huffed. This all caused John to giggle. A fucking giggle!

John and Dave made arrangements to meet up at the ice cream shop. Dave wanted to get home and leave quickly but as they were walking back Bro spoke up.

"When are you going to fuck 'em?"

"Why do you have to make this so fucking awkward? I only just met the guy." Dave kept his cool this time.

Bro unlocked the front door only glancing at Dave. "Backyard" was all he said as he walked into the house.

Dave grabbed his sword that was lying behind the couch and met Bro out back. Now in this little town they had enough room for a fenced in yard. This have the brothers a more stable place to strife.

"Can we please make this quick? John's still waiting for me you know."

"Fine." His voice was sharp.

Dave stood in a defensive stance as Bro flash stepped to him. Their swords clanked together with a force that would most likely break a normal guys arm. Shit that even hurt Dave's arms. Bro was going harder than normal. Dave had to hold back from the sword actually hitting him. He flash stepped away to get a small breather but it didn't last long with a sword swinging for his head. With a quick duck, Dave nearly didn't made it out alive. He swung back but his got deflected. Bro smirked.

"Don't fuck up. " he flash stepped behind Dave jabbing for the spine but Dave ducked again this time kicking for the legs. To his surprise Bro fell.

"Cheep shot, ass." His sword was stuck in the ground. "If you want to play that way fine. Once you come home strife again. No swords."

This made Dave regret his decision heavily. "Whatever." He walked off into the house taking a quick shower. Once out of the shower Dave dried his hair then went to his room pulling out a pair of swim trunks and a wife beater in his suitcase. He would sometime unpack his clothes but it wasn't important right now. Lastly he put his shades on walking out the door.

His walk was short lived as he met up with John. Something seemed different with him. He was a lot more jittery.

"Sorry I took so long. Bro had to.. Talk to me. Yeah."

This made John shrug. "It's alright! Want to get on the front? I can ride pretty easily with someone up front."

Dave couldn't tell of he could trust him yet but gave into his doubts this one time.

"Okay man."

With a few wobbles here and there John had successful brought Dave to his house. It was about a 5 minute bike ride but the whole way John rambled about how he loved the house. Dave unfortunately found out that John didn't live here all year round as they rode down his gravel driveway. The bike came to a stop making Dave jump off immediately. He made it in one piece. Maybe John wasn't half bad.


A/N: Hey guys! I added a bit of back story to Dave and Bro. Some things for you guys to know is that Dave and John are 17 as of now. Bro is 22. Roxy is 21 and Rose is 16. Dad Strider was a little sneaky bastard. Till next time.