A/N: spreading myself out through FF categories is hard…

Disclaimear: own nothinggg

Joe stalked into the kitchen and flicked on the light with one finger. He blinked his eyes open from the sleep and looked into the small, now brightly lit room and jumped in surprise.

"Hi, Joe," said Macy, sipping coffee from a cup while flipping through a teen fan magazine she'd probably read a thousand times by now. "What's up?"

He stared at her for a few more minutes before approaching the kitchen to get what he wanted. Joe reached into the fridge for a yogurt. "Why are you awake? It's two in the morning, Macy."

She smiled and sipped some more from her mug. Dark rings were under her brown eyes. "Stella made me a bet that I couldn't stay awake all night. Turns out, I've stayed awake longer than she has." She pointed her thumb over towards the couch. "She crashed at about midnight. I've been awake for a while yet. I think the pro bass fishing put her to sleep. I guess it's a good thing for me. Now she won't know what I'm watching this late at night. And she can't criticize my food choices."

The middle brother stared at her for a moment before shaking his head and digging a spoon out of a small drawer. He set it on the counter. "What do you win now?"

Her only response was a little shrug. "I don't know actually," said Macy, her voice a bit higher than before. "I think it'd be something like her wardrobe for the week or something, but it's hard to say. Stella was just like 'I bet you can't stay up' and I was all like 'You're on!' and we didn't get much past that…" Her fingers flipped the page of the magazine.

Joe pulled the lid off his yogurt. "Okay then. Girls are weird."

"Yes," said Macy, "yes we are."

He eyed her carefully before looking back to his yogurt and picking up the spoon. Her mug caught his eye. "Do I even want to know where you got that ugly mug?" he snorted with a short laugh.

The girl's face fell into a slight pout, her eyes glazing over with hurt. "Joe, that's so mean."

He shook his head quickly. "Macy, Mace, that's not what I meant, I meant the actually mug mug, not your face. Your face is pretty, not ugly. You don't have to worry about that or else Nick would definitely be the one to tell you. Either him or Kevin because Kevin's just a knucklehead, honestly."

She pouted. "Nick made me the mug. And he said Kiara was making fun of him for it. She called it 'whacked' and stuff, but I can kind of tell why…" She trailed off slightly, taking another sip out of the ceramic cup thing. "I have to give him credit for trying though. He should keep his fingers on the keyboard and on the guitar. I'm just saying. It's for his own good and all…"

Joe chuckled for a moment, sticking a small metal spoon into his yellow colored yogurt. "I second that. Without him, we would be a wordless and soundless band."

Macy just smiled as Stella let out another long, loud snore from the couch. "This'll be a long night, don't you agree?"

And he nodded, spooning some of the yogurt into his mouth. "Cheers." He raised his yogurt container in the air and Macy softly hit her ugly ceramic mug with the heart on it. She replied with a soft "Cheers" right back.

A/N: hehe. There's another installment. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review with that cute little button or else it'll eat you in your sleep. ^.^

~Sky