"What are we going to do about this kid?" asked Slade. "She's making me miserable!"

"First, keep your cool," said Jagger. "If she knows she's bothering you she'll do it more."

"She'll do it no matter what!"

"We just have to keep our distance and watch our steps."

A butler walk into the room.

"Master Slade, Master Jagger, their are two packages for you."

"Packages?" said Jagger.

"Yes."

"From who?"

"I don't don't no, sir."

"Bring them here," ordered Slade.

The butler did so. Then he left.

"No address. Just says "To Jagger" and yours says "To Slade". I think it's another trap," said Jagger.

Slade shook his box. "Well, no wild animal to kill us."

"What should we do?"

"Let's just open them. I doubt she'd pull another prank that quick."

They opened the boxes and got pied in the face.

"Yuck! Blueberry! I hate blueberry pie!" cried Jagger, wiping his face.

"What she does with food," said Slade, darkly. "Is just wrong. Unforgivable!"

They some sort of clicking noise. The one made when someone takes a picture.

They turned around ans saw Jodie taking a picture of them.

"Hee hee! I can't believe you fell for that!" she laughed.

Slade growled. "When I get my hands on you," he threatened.

Jodie started running before he finish. She laughed while she ran.

Slade sighed. "It's going to be hell like this for forty-six months."

"You mean four to six months."

"WHO CARES!!!"


Jagger was walking into the living room when a fire chared at him.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

He ducked down quickly.

"Oops," said Jodie.

"What the (Beep!) is wrong with you!?!?! Did you wanna burn off my face!?!"

"No. The fire was suppose to burn a rope to set of the trap I'm making for your dumb ass brother."

"Why are you torturing us!? We took you into our home and gave you a nice room with a TV! I let you play my video games!"

"So, that game room is you? You don't seem like the kind of person who plays games. You're too boring."

"I'm not boring! Some of those are Chazz's. And don't change the subject."

"Whatever."

Jagger glared. "You didn't answer my question."

"Because you're both bad people. You don't care about anyone but yourselves. Especially Slade."

"You don't know us! And don't play with fire! Didn't your dad ever teach you that? My face, hair, eyebrows and eyelashes were almost burnt to a crisp!"

"Oh, if anything happened to your beautiful face," mocked Jodie. "God, you sound like a girl. And you look like one. I guess it's true. You are the feminine brother, . . . Jagger-chan." She smirked.

Jagger's eyes went wide. Girl were called "chan". Okay, some guys could be called it, but it was usually girls who were called "chan" while boys were called "kun".

"I-I am not a girl!"

"Could've fooled me."

"Ugh! I'm going to my room and do some work!"

"Right. Go do you're boring job."

"Shut the flip up!"

"Why are you doing it? You hate it."

"What are you talking about?"

"I see it in you're eyes. You hate what you do."

"You don't know what I like and hate! You don't know me! Leave me be!"

Jagger stormed up the stairs.

"What a drama queen."

"I heard you!"


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