(Huge fat warning time:
PLEASE DO NOT STOP READING IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS FIC.
Some freaky shit happens. Please don't judge, just read... there'll be an explanation at the end.
And with that out of the way...
Greg, Sidney © Nintendo
Their mom © ...me? Sorta. Her personality is.)
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Stories of Our Lives
Chapter Ten- Greg and Sidney: April Fools
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"Now, I know what day today is... but that was not funny, what you two did."
Seventeen-year-old Greg and Sidney Kasal were sitting on the couch, squirming under the stern gaze of their mother... who, right now, was wearing a pair of fluffy slippers, her work shoes clutched in her hand.
"Sorry, Mom..." they mumbled quietly.
"I know you both don't have school today... so when I get home tonight, I expect to find the house in one piece... and the power still on, and no mob gathered in front of the house. Got it?"
"Yes, Mom..."
"I'll see you two later."
Their mother left the house, locking the door behind her.
The Kasal twins fell off the couch laughing, rolling on the floor.
"Oh man, that was great!" Greg gasped for breath.
"Can you believe how loud Mom screamed when she put on her shoes?" Sidney giggled uncontrollably, his face a bright shade of red.
"Putting them in the freezer was brilliant! Best April Fool's prank ever."
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Two hours later, Greg had a small problem.
He had to pull the mother of all pranks on Sidney... but he had used all his good ideas in years before, and the younger Kasal twin could see right through him.
So what could he do...?
Greg's hazel eyes suddenly lit up.
Hopefully Sidney wouldn't hate him forever afterwards...
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Sidney was sitting on the couch, reading his book in silence.
He gasped in shock as Greg suddenly sat next to him and wrapped his arms around the younger Kasal twin.
"Greg, let go of me-- I'm trying to read!"
Greg fought back a grin as he pulled his brother in closer.
"No way, Sidney."
Sidney froze; that was the voice Greg would usually use when he was trying to score a date...
"Greg, what the hell is wrong with you?! Let go!"
Greg smiled. It was going well so far...
He let a hand drift up to stroke Sidney's hair softly.
"No."
Sidney squirmed as Greg played with his messy brown hair; he tried to wriggle out of his brother's grasp, but to no avail- Greg continued to hold Sidney close, thoroughly enjoying playing mind games with his younger brother.
"G-Greg, you're freaking me out-- l-let go of me!" Sidney cried, desperately trying to break free.
Greg wanted to laugh; he always found it incredibly funny when his brother started stuttering. He decided that he could let Sidney go... in a second.
"Sure, Sidney," he murmured, briefly kissing his brother's cheek.
Sidney broke free of his brother's grasp, running out of the living room and up to the bathroom, screaming.
Greg howled with laughter.
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Ten minutes later, Sidney still hadn't finished washing his face.
He still tried to ignore the creeped-out feeling that had settled in his stomach; he was too busy trying to figure out why the hell Greg had started acting so--
Sidney froze.
That BASTARD! That was his prank!
Sidney dropped the washcloth and bar of soap into the sink, his hazel eyes flashing as a wicked grin spread across his pale face.
Fine, Greg. You wanted to play with fire... don't blame me when you get burned.
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Greg was sitting on the couch, boredly reading Sidney's forgotten book...
Until Sidney suddenly sat next to him, latching onto his older brother's arm.
Greg closed the book, looking at Sidney confusedly.
"What's up, Sidney?"
Okay, Sidney... don't overdo it...
"So, Greg..." Sidney began slowly, nervously fidgeting, his hazel eyes cast downward as he fiddled with his glasses. "...how long have you liked me... like that?"
Greg chuckled.
"Sidney, I'll give you kudos for trying to playing along with my prank, but you're not going to fool me..."
Sidney slowly looked up, sadness evident in his hazel eyes.
"Y-you mean... that... you didn't r-really...?"
Sidney could see confusion and doubt flicker in Greg's eyes.
YES! Keep it up, Sidney...
"N-no...? Sidney, you can cut it out now-- this isn't going to work..."
Greg suddenly froze as Sidney burst into tears.
"S-Sidney?!"
"S-Shut up, y-you jerk! W-what made you think you c-could toy with my feelings l-like that?!" Sidney sobbed, leaning against his brother for support.
Careful, don't overdo it... Sidney thought.
Greg hesitantly wrapped his arms around Sidney's trembling frame.
"I-I'm sorry... but, Sidney, c'mon, be reasonable-- don't you think I'd have said something sooner-- n-no, Sidney, don't--!"
Sidney just sobbed harder; Greg hastily began rubbing his brother's back soothingly, trying to pacify the hysterical twin.
Sidney wondered briefly if he was getting too into it... oh well. Another minute of insanity wouldn't kill him...
He forced himself not to start giggling uncontrollably as he glanced up at his twin--
Damn, he was a good actor-- Greg looked genuinely worried and apologetic...
"F-fine..." Sidney choked out. "I-I get it... b-but, can you do just... o-one thing for me...?"
"...perhaps," Greg replied cautiously, not sure what to expect...
Okay, Sidney, don't freak out, don't freak out--
Sidney firmly pressed his lips against Greg's.
After he finally got over his shock, Greg shoved his brother away, bolting out of the living room, rushing upstairs and locking himself in the bathroom.
Sidney snuck to the basement, laughing uncontrollably.
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After twenty minutes of scrubbing his mouth with soap, Greg finally decided that he wasn't going to feel any cleaner. He stumbled into the room he shared with his brother, collapsing on his bed, trying to block out the memory of that incident...
The computer chirped.
Greg eyed it cautiously as he got up and slowly sat down in front of the monitor to see who had sent him an instant message...
SKasal: Gotcha, bitch.
From the basement computer, Sidney could hear Greg cursing.
He began laughing once again.
GKasal: You SUCK.
SKasal: S'what you get for starting it.
GKasal: -sigh- Yeah, I guess.
GKasal: We have to tell Mom that we're out of soap.
SKasal: And toothpaste.
Even though he was still pissed that he'd been fooled like that, Greg couldn't help but laugh.
GKasal: I'll email her.
GKasal: April Fools, bitch.
SKasal: April Fools, whore.
They logged out.
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(End chapter ten.
The inspiration for this really freaky chapter came from A) I wanted to poke some fun at the shonen-ai/yaoi fangirls(not to diss them, but because I'm trying to make fun of everyone), and B)- well, B is a short story.
I was at a wedding yesterday, and there was much clinking of glasses, and one time the bride was gone.
So the groom pulled a Sidney. If you've read TCGeek's wedding fic, you'll know what a Sidney is.
Please review!)