A/N: Kan is narcoleptic.

"Did you have to drag me along your little trip?" Kan asked for something like the fifteenth time. Al had insisted on going out and being the younger twin Al was, it was his obligation to drag his older brother along. Whether he wanted to or not.

Al grinned, "Of course!"

"Al," Kan sighed/whined. "It's cold," he proved his point by sneezing.

Al laughed and grabbed his hand, "It's like, tradition. A sacred ritual!" Al threw his free arm up into the air, "It would upset the balance of life itself. The gods would be insulted if you did not come with me!"

"Aren't you being a little dramatic?"

Al threw his head back and pressed the back of his hand against his forehead, "Me?! Dramatic?! Never!"

Kan rolled his eyes, "I rest my case."

Al grinned once more and continued to drag him along to the comic book store that they had been going to since they were ten. Every time a new comic or issue came out and Al was always, always, the first to know about them, they go together. They hadn't ever really grown out of it and that is how Kan was dragged out of his warm bed, away from his warm tea, and tugged out into the cold, cold, cruel world.

After Al had spent all of his allowance and half of his, greedy little boy, on comic books they set out to go home, but then Al had to, once again, drag him somewhere else.

"Al," this time he whined. He was tired, and cold, and wanted a hot shower and to take a nap before dinner, but Al being the evil little brother that Kan believed him to be, wouldn't let him.

"Oh come one, we haven't been to the park in ages!"

"We were there last week," Kan griped.

Al waved a hand in the air casually, "Tomato, tomahto. Besides, don't you want to your little ducky friends?"

Kan refused to acknowledge Al.

"Awwwwww! You're blushing!"

He also refused to acknowledge that.

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Al sighed happily as they both plopped down onto the bench in front of the lake. Today, as far as he was concerned, was a great day. Sure, Kan had bitched about coming but he always did that. He leaned his head against his brother's shoulder and nuzzled his face past his scarf and into his neck where it was warm.

And had his head shoved away.

"Al," Kan hissed,"that's cold."

"That's why I did it. I was cold."

"Anyways, I see a street vendor over there, since you were forcefully bullied into coming, I'll go and buy some bread or something so you can feed your little friends kay?"

He grinned when he saw Kan blush once again and mumble a small okay.

"But first," Al leaned against him some more, "can I have some money?"

Two minutes later, Al came running back, "Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!" he huffed, "I got the breeeeeeeeeaaad!"

Silence.

Al frowned and nudged his twin's shoulder, "Kan?" Al peered over from behind the bench only to see his brother's sleeping face.

He smiled and sat down; leaning against him while he threw bits of bread into the water and watched as the ducks came.

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