Hello friends! Here's a new chapter for ya'll. I was originally going to make this chapter about Jade and Jason but I figured the idea would fit much better with these two. So enjoy! :)

Elliot and Dianna: Age 18 and 17

(DIANNA POV)

Today is Elliot's eighteenth birthday which means he's legally an adult as of 3:42 p.m. today.

I had given him my gift already and we were now arguing over whether or not I should eat a cupcake.

"Elliot, I don't want a cupcake. You know I don't eat processed food. On top of that it's sugary and adds unhealthy fat. And that frosting will definitely stain my clothing." I said, gesturing to my white tank top.

"Aw c'mon Di. It's a chocolate cupcake. One bite isn't going to kill you." he told me.

"Why do you insist upon me eating it? Just enjoy it for yourself." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Because Di. It's my birthday. Please?" He asked, giving me the seal pup eyes. And yes, I say seal pup eyes because they are so much cuter and more persuasive than puppy dog eyes will ever even come close to being. I glanced at him. His dark eyes were pleading with me.

And like I said, they're persuasive. "Fine. One bite." I relented.

He beamed and I rolled my eyes again. "You're ridiculous." I told him.

"I'll take that as a compliment." he said, smirking. It's currently 3:39. So he peeled off the cupcake wrapper and and I took a small bite.

The cupcakes had blue icing which I'm sure will stain my teeth. And then he did the most Elliot-like thing that he's ever done and I should've expected it too. He put frosting on my face.

"ELLIOT." I shouted, looking at him annoyed. Then I decided payback was necessary so I took the rest of the frosting off of the cupcake top and slathered it all over his face.

"Awwwww man. Eh. Two can play at that game." he said, then kissed my cheek multiple times, getting frosting all over it.

I wrinkled my nose. "This is disgusting!" I said.

He smirked. No it's not. It's frosting." he said cheekily.

I rolled my eyes at him. Why do I put up with this boy? "You're so immature." I muttered.

He smiled. "I know. And I'm a legal adult now too. Can you believe it?"

"No." Alana said, smirking from the doorway. She was leaning against it, wearing her ripped jeans and combat boots in the middle of summer. "What happened to you guys? You know what? I don't want to know."

"That's probably the wise decision." I agreed with her.

"You know you guys can't legally date anymore till Dianna turns 18 too." she informed us.

"Since when did we care about the law?" I asked wryly.

"I dunno. Uncle Steve might go all patriotism blah on us. I doubt it though. Really it's me you have to worry about." she said.

"Oh?" I asked, humoring her.

"I think she's right Di. I mean, we wouldn't want to get in trouble with the cops." Elliot said, pretending to be serious.

"Oh no. That would be terribly frightening. How would we ever survive that traumatizing experience?" I asked, playing along.

"Not my problem. Happy birthday Ellie. Your present is currently in a hiding spot. You just have to find it." Alana said, pushing off of the doorway and walking over.

She pulled a gym packet out of Elliot's pocket and unwrapped a piece.

"Why do you insist on calling me Ellie?" He asked, giving her a look. "Also, who said you could take my gum?"

"It's a term of endearment. Would you prefer 'oh dear sweet brother of mine'?" she asked. He banged his head in the table.

"Thought so." She said, smirking and popping the piece of gum in her mouth before turning on her heel and leaving.

"I love her." I said. Elliot looked at me.

"Who's your favorite sibling?" he asked.

"I don't know. A few minutes ago I would've said you, but we're not dating anymore, so I'd say her." I teased. He rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry. We'll get back together in a year." He said sarcastically.

"Are you sure? You know one direction said they were breaking up for a year but they ended up never getting back together, right?" I said.

"You mean that old boyband? They're so old. Why do you still love them?" he asked.

"They have great voices. But that's besides the point. Now we're both freshly single." I told him. "It's too bad we can't find loopholes."

He looked at me for a moment with a strange look before kissing me suddenly. When he pulled away I looked at him curiously.

"I thought us dating was against the law, no?"

"Who said anything about us dating per se?" He asked, grinning.

"See, this is why you're my favorite sibling." I said, smiling. And then we kissed again, just because we can.

When we pulled apart I looked at us. "Elliot, were completely covered in frosting." I said. "This was my favorite shirt."

"Eh. This was mine too, but now we have better memories with them. I mean, this was the shirt you got me when we were 16 but Alana had stretched the majority of my clothes at the time as a prank. And so I wore it now. And the blue definitely doesn't work with the gray." he said, imitating his sister.

"Well, you could always copy her sense of style too. Wear black, black, and maybe some burgundy." I said, trying to imagine that. Elliot's always dressed in muted colors, but not black. Usually gray or navy.

So imagining him in all black is hilarious to me. He looked at me. "I don't like her sense of style. I don't know what goes through her head when picking an outfit. One month she's obsessed with neon yellow and the next it's black. Just watch, next month it'll be both and she'll look like a bee." he said.

"Gee thanks Ellie." Alana said, walking back in and popping a bubble in her gum.

"I wasn't lying. Next month you will look like a bumblebee." He informed her.

She rolled her eyes. "Actually, I was thinking about experimenting with grays next, thank you very much." she said, still chewing her mint gum.

She started twiddling with one of her many cartilage piercings. "Are you okay?" Elliot asked her.

"Mmhmm. Why wouldn't I be?" she asked absent mindedly.

"You're playing with your earrings. So what's up?" he said. At the end of the day, regardless of all jokes and arguments they may have, Elliot is the most caring older brother ever.

She shrugged. "Eh. I'm fine. Just worried about somebody who isn't." she said, before leaving again.

"Well that was strange." Elliot said, staring at the doorway.

"Tanner maybe? Or Naomi ?" I suggested. Naomi is her best friends and Tanner is her boyfriend. And they're twins, so it could very well be both of them.

"Maybe." He said, thinking. Then he sighed. "She's probably worried about our grandpa. He's really sick." he said.

"Oh. Maybe you should go talk to her?" I suggested.

He shrugged. "I tried. She didn't want to talk."

"Hey guys? Jason and Jade had to tell us something. We're all in the common room." Sarah said, popping her head in.

We exchanged a look before walking into the common room together. When we got there, the two of them were wearing their SHIELD tactical gear and all that, and they looked a bit sad really. But those two have always been difficult to read.

"So we're leaving. Eddie asked us to be on a 4 person team. We'll keep in touch." Jade said, her voice completely void of emotion, before walking out and leaving.

"Jason? Do you guys even want to do this?" Tanner asked. He shrugged.

"We don't have a choice." he said nonchalantly, before walking out as well. Elliot and I shared a look before everyone looked at us.

"Um. Why are you two covered in frosting?" Johnny asked.

"It's Elliot's fault." I said immediately, glaring at him.

"What? Noooo." he said sarcastically. "Me? Do I look like I could ever be responsible for such a terrible thing?"

"Yes." everyone responded, dead serious, and I started laughing. He gave me a fake hurt look.

"Wow Di. I feel betrayed." he said, falling back onto the couch theatrically.

I looked at him. "You should have known I would break your heart." I said, continuing this charade.

"I know. I was stupid to think that you would stay with me after everything that I've done for you."

"You mean getting frosting on my favorite shirt?" I deadpanned.

"You got it all over my face." He replied.

"And then you got it all over my face." I told him.

"You started it." he said.

"How so? You forced me to eat that wretched cupcake." I retorted.

"It's just a cupcake Di." he said, his lip twitching.

"I could go on and on and on about the horrors of that processes junk! Not only will it stain teeth and clothes, it's also terrible for your digestive system and can result in gaining weight and a lower metabolism. In addition, your feces-"

"NOPE! I don't need to know about my fecal matter!"

"Elliot! You know what fecal matter is? I think I'm rubbing off on you a little." I said joyfully.

"Oh great." he muttered sarcastically. We all laughed once again.