Enter Mr. Logan, who could also be his father's twin. lol
Chapter X
Logan Scott barely had time to get in the door before his sister was calling out his name. He rolled his eyes, setting his book bag down before shouting back, "What?"
"Come heeeeere!" She called back, and he could only laugh at the slight whining quality of her voice. He kicked his shoes off and moved through the house, which was absent both their parents. His dad was undoubtedly still at the dojo, and their mother was probably at the market getting stuff for dinner. That meant Harley had taken over the bathroom.
As he rounded the corner, his sister slid from the bathroom dramatically, clad in a bright yellow top, a black pencil skirt, and dark hose. Her long, black hair flew behind her with the sudden movement, and while he had inherited the slight slant of his mother's eyes, Harley's were big and wide and chocolate, like their father's.
She grinned shamelessly, fingering a long lock of hair that was now a bright yellow, "You like?"
"Mom's gonna kill you," He chuckled, tugging on the strand despite her protest. She rolled her eyes, waving her hand about dramatically, "She said she would support me no matter what. And it's not like I can't dye it back with relative ease. I'll probably get tired of it in a week anyway."
"Short attention span and all that, right?" He teased, flinching when she smacked his arm. She then turned back into the bathroom to toy with her hair some more, "Jenny told me Alex got in a fight."
"Well, it was pretty one-sided," Logan chuckled, crossing his arms as he leaned against the doorframe. "She busted his nose with one hit. I'm so proud."
"How did she not get suspended for that?" Harley asked incredulously, leaning against the sink. "That's grounds for at least five days out."
"I don't really know," Logan shrugged, explaining, "The biology teacher, Miss Greene, and the librarian, Miss Darcy, are the ones that saw it, and Miss Darcy hauled their asses to the office. Luck, I guess. Alex is lucky."
"Definitely," Harley nodded. "And since it was just Andy Matthews, I'm sure he deserved it."
"You ever have a problem with him, you come get me, okay?" Logan said seriously, and Harley nodded, rolling her eyes, before whipping out a camera with an enthusiastic grin, "Candid Picture Time!"
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When Jason entered his house, holding the door often for Trini, her arms laden with paper bags, they both chatted as they walked up the hall to the kitchen.
They did not, however, expect to pass their son and daughter in the bathroom, striking ridiculous poses—the stereotypical 'Muscle Man' pose, while Harley was wobbling as she pretended to be Captain Morgan—and were helpless to the laughter that overtook them both.
Trini barely had enough time to set the bags down after they both fell, startled by their parents' outburst, as she and Jason clung to each other with deep laughter.