Douglas: 9
Donald: 11
Donald and Douglas were sitting on the couch in the living room watching cartoons. They were watching "Tom and Jerry". The two brothers always fought who was better. Donald would always be with Tom, and Douglas would always be with Jerry. Douglas used to love how Jerry used to get Tom in trouble. In the episode that they were watching the episode ended with Jerry winning the fight. Douglas jumped on the couch in happiness.
"Ha, I told you the smallest ones were the best." Douglas bragged while Donald sat on the couch, hands crossed.
"Yeah, but you dont get an actual victory because those were cartoons. I bet that you cant win like that if we were like that." Donald argued his hand pointing to the TV.
"I heard a bet in that sentence. This just got serious. I bet I can win like Jerry. AND if I win, you have to my chores for a month. And If I lose, which wont happen, I will do your chores for a month." Douglas explained
"Works for me." Donald agreed. "Ready, set, go!" Donald shouted. Douglas started running and at the same time laughing. Douglas loved being chased by Donald whether he was angry or for fun. While he was running, he looked back and saw Donald was near him, luckily for him, there was an open door in front of him. He passes through the open door and closed it behind him, making Donald hit his head and fall on the ground. Donald stood up rubbing his head. He wasnt going to let his little brother win. He opened the door and saw an open door which led to his mothers bedroom. He entered the room and started to look for Douglas. While he was looking for Douglas, he saw a lump under a blanket. He was sure that Douglas was hiding under it. He tiptoed there and s took of the blanket with full grasp. He saw that there was only a pillow. Donald sighed and went to another room. While Donald exited the room, Douglas came from under the bed, smirking.
"I told him being small was awesome, I fit under the bed." Douglas whispered to himself. Douglas stayed in his mothers room for a while to make sure he wasnt going to bump into Donald in the hallways.
While Douglas was hiding, Donald was looking for Douglas.
"Boy, he is good at this." Donlad admitted. "Wait, Tom always sets a trap. I should do that." Donald thought
Donald took a rope, and knotted it into a big circle. Then he hanged the rope onto the air conditioner that was above him by getting a tall ladder. His idea was that Douglas wouldnt notice the rope and he would step on it and get hanged above. He waited until Douglas finally came. Donald went to his hiding place. As Douglas was walking he got tripped by a shoe that he forgot to put away. As he looked infront of him, he noticed the rope. HE realized Donalds plan.
"Ha, and mom says I should put my shoes away." Douglas shouted. Donald made a angry voice and started coming to Douglas.
"Why arent you running?" Donald asked as he saw Douglas was standing there happily.
"Because of this." He said as he pushed Donald, making him step on the rope and getting hanged from above.
"Douglas, help me!" Donald ordered. Douglas started to laugh as he saw the face on Donalds face.
"Well, I would, but that doesnt seem like Jerry." He explained as he started laughing more and ran away. Donald was trying to reach his leg so he can untie the knot. After a few tries, he finally reached it and untied the knot. He ran in the direction that Douglas ran in. He entered the room, and Douglas started throwing pillows at him.
"Is that the best you can?" Donald asked
"Well, I would throw stones on you, But mom wouldnt stop lecturing me about that one time I did throw stones on you, and saying over over again "Stick and stones may break your bones". Douglas argued as he was standing behing a bed. "Now, come and get me!" Douglas dared Donald.
"With pleasure." Donald agreed. Donald started running towards Douglas, and Douglas stayed behind the bed, until he saw that Donald couldnt catch him the other way, and only then he ran. Donald was passing behind the bed, until he got tripped by a couple of pillows put together by Douglas.
"Your not the only one with traps." Douglas shouted as he exited the room closing the door behind him.
Donald got up and dusted himself off. He went looking for Douglas, until he heard a small laughter from the closet. He opened the closet only to see some suits and dresses. Donald saw that Douglas wasnt there, and went to prepare his next trap. As Donald left, Douglas came out from inside the suit that looked gigantic on him. He went looking for Donald ready to taunt him. As he searched every door, there was the last door he opened, and as he opened it, a bucket of freezing water got dropped on him. Donald came from his hiding place ready to accept victory.
"HAHA, I finally won!" Donald bragged
"Donald, Im freezing, get me a blanket." Douglas requested
"Do you admit I won?" Donald asked
"NO!" Douglas replied
"Then im not giving you any blanket." Donald teased
"BUt I dont know where mom keeps the blankets" Douglas said
"Too bad." Donald answered
Douglas scolded at Donald and went to the dining room, and took of the table cloth and wrapped himself in it. Donald came behind him.
"We should get this place clean before mom..." Donald suggested as he got cut off by the sound of the door opening. It was their mom. The mother looked at the place and how dirty it was, pillows on the floor, the new table cloth drenched with Douglas too, the closet open with the suit out of place, and who know what else.
"Grounded, THREE WEEKS" Mom shouted and pointed at their room, as in go up there.
Donald and Douglas went to their room.
"This was unusual. Tom is the one to get in trouble, not Jerry." Douglas explained as Donald looked at him angry that they were grounded.
Good old Tom and Jerry. haha, Well i hope u liked this chapter and if u did, please write a review. and for those that dont know my other stories, there is a story im writing titled "Forgotten and Loved". Its awesome. well see ya next time