Hellooooooo, people! I'm back with another chapter. I apologize to you, haters, but if you don't like it, don't read it. I know people can be so mean sometimes D: Anywho, on with the story!

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"Hey, Psycho~" I sang to the speaker of my phone while driving home.

"What?" he groaned.

"Guess who got in a fight today?" I hummed teasingly. I heard a sigh on the other side.

"Lemme guess, Ninja?" he asked, obviously not surprised.

"Mm, maybe." I chirp.

"Ugh! Almost every time." Psycho replies, frustrated. I bet he was face palming; I know my baby bro pretty well.

"Well, are you going to have a talk with him?" I ask sweetly.

Psycho groaned.

"Cut it out, Charlotte. It's not fuc— I mean— not f-fricken funny!"

I laugh over the line at him almost cursing.

"Shut up!" he yells.

"Dang, bro chill." I giggle. Little bros are so cute and hilarious sometimes.

"No, sis. I ain't gonna chill."

"Aww, did I make my sweet baby bro mad? Does he need his bwaby bwottle?"

"I hate you!"

"Love you too!"

He hung up. I was still laughing my ass off. Psycho is trying to be a badass; how fucking adorable.

I arrive home and my dad is sitting on the couch, looking at me as if I were some kind of criminal robbing a bank. He clears his throat.

"Hello, Charlotte." he says.

"Um, hi, Dad." I reply.

"Why don't you come sit down for a minute?" he asked.

"Sure." I said, as I hesitantly sat down on the couch.

"So, what happened this morning?"

Oh shit! I can tell he's upset – What do I say? What do I say?

"Nothing." I mutter.

"Honey, you can lie all you want," his voice was raising. "You're not going anywhere until you tell me what you did this morning."

I gulped and whispered, "I used your, uh, RPG—"

"Why?" his eyebrows furrowed.

"Because I was angry."

"About what?"

"About people being stupid and constantly running me over like they have no sense!" I shouted.

Dad sighs deeply. He is not really the yelling type; he's very chill, but when he's angry – like super rage – that's when you'll probably need to lock your doors.

"That doesn't mean you take one of my weapons without my permission and use it to shoot them. That just makes the situation worse. Next time, tell the police and they'll take care of it."

Now I feel kinda guilty when I heard disappointment in his voice, but I don't really regret it that much. I still think they deserved it. Instead of arguing, I just went with what Dad said.

"Okay, I'm sorry." I simply said. I stood up and walked towards my room to start on my homework. I smiled to myself realizing that Psycho was going to be in trouble for trying to skip school.

A few hours later, I heard the front door open from my room. It was time for me to be nosy. I slowly cracked my bedroom door open and peeked through it, listening to what Dad has to say to my snitch-of-a-brother.

"Well?" Dad questions. "Got a reason for trying to skip school?"

"Nope." Psycho replies nonchalantly.

"So, you're telling me you're skipping just because?"

"Yep. School is lame."

"Hm," Dad ponders. "Guess you don't want your laser gun for Christmas this year."

Psycho's eyes widened. (Yeah, I kinda figured that would be his reaction.) Psycho always wanted to have his own gun set like Dad. He only gets to use the ones in Nightgaladeld's Washington DC.

Psycho rolled his eyes and grunted.

"Fine! I'm sorry and I wont do it anymore." he mutters.

"That's what I'm talking about, son!" Dad gave Psycho a high-five.

Aw, damn it! I was half-expecting him to get grounded. Psycho got off the couch. Once he was a good distance from Dad, he stuck his tongue out at me and flipped me off.

I rolled my eyes, grabbed him, and dragged him into my room while Mom wasn't looking. He sat on my desk chair.

"So," he starts. "Are you gonna kill me now?"

"Nope," I respond, sitting on my bed. "Not yet." Then there was silence.

I stared at him for a minute. I fucking hate my brother, but at the same time, I love him to death. I broke the silence: "Something's on your mind."

He shook his head.

"No there isn't."

I'm a really good lie detector. So, if someone tries to lie to me, I'll detect it before you know it.

"Yes there is. You can tell me what's wrong."

Psycho stared down, avoiding eye contact .

"Is it about Ninja?" I asked.

He slowly nodded his head. I've always known that Psycho is gay. I was the first person he came out to about a couple years ago; he didn't tell Mom and Dad, though. They're not against gays or anything like that, he just doesn't feel ready to tell them yet. If he needs somebody to talk to he always comes to me – one, because I don't tell anyone, unless he wants me too. Two, he's more comfortable expressing his thoughts towards me since I don't really judge.

"Want to talk about it?" I offered.

Psycho slowly looked up; I gestured for him to sit next to me. Once he was sitting next to me, I put my arm around his shoulder and waited for him to speak.

"I…" he whispered. Tears welled up in his eyes. He swallows before continuing.

"I don't know what to do with Ninja. I was on the phone with him, and I noticed his attitude changed. I could tell he was still mad at Squad, but I don't feel as though he's telling me what's going on with him. Honestly, I'm very worried. I saw the fight on Twitter…"

Psycho sniffled and I rubbed his back as he continued ranting.

"I don't know what's going on with him. I don't know what to do. I went to his house, only to be greeted by his angry dad. I-I…" he began to sob. I immediately brought him into a hug and let him cry it out. Poor baby brother is hurt.

I hush him softly.

"It's okay, it's okay." I cooed as I held onto to him tight. Psycho eventually calmed down a little.

"Who knew big sisters could be so useful?" he giggled.

"Shut up." I reply, playfully tickling him.

"Oh my god! Stop!" he laughed.

I obliged, still snickering.

"So, are you going to be okay?" I asked, concerned.

"Yeah." he half-smiled.

"'Kay, good." I gave him a quick cheek kiss – He gets so embarrassed when I do that.

"Now, get out." I teased.

"Fine." Psycho rolled his eyes and walked out of my room.

I sighed as I laid down on my bed.

My mission one was completed: Console my brother. And now, I have a new mission: Find out what crawled up Ninja's ass.

How was that? I added some brother & sister fluff 'cause I felt like it. Heehee! Anyway, hope you enjoyed this chapter. Bye~ ^^