Possibly one of my shortest yet, but I'm extremely proud of this one :) updates won't be as frequent guys, I'm working on a big fic for Rise of the Guardians. It's gonna be called 'Broken Heartstrings Bleed The Blues', and I'm putting a lot into it. Some of the topics hit home.

Anyways, enjoy! And if you haven't checked out the poll please do. It's just an idea, but yeah :)

Belittle, v
- Made to seem unimportant

"Jamie, where's the carrots?" Sophie screamed up the stairs, and her twenty one year old brother appeared at the top of the stairs, in desperate need of a shave and he stared groggily back at her.

"Why?" he asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and making his way downstairs. He was just back from college for Spring Break and all he'd done was sleep and procrastinate over his assignments and sneak Pippa into his room to do things that made Sophie bury her head under her pillow all night with her iPod blaring in her ears.

"Bunny's coming after supper," she explained, crossing her arms over her chest and narrowing her green eyes up at him.

"Seriously?" he scoffed, trudging through to the kitchen and pulling out some cereal and a bowl. "Aren't you a bit old for that?"

"No," Sophie said indignantly, sitting down at the table next to Jamie as he poured corn flakes into a bowl and drowned them in milk. "Jamie, you still hang around with Jack, don't you?"

"Sometimes, but... ya know, he's younger than me now," Jamie shrugged. "I have my own stuff to do."

"He's over three hundred years old, and what stuff? All you do is eat, sleep and have sex with Pippa. And by the way, I hope you're using protection. Mom and dad want grandbabies but not any time soon."

"Shut up Soph," Jamie snapped, shoving his spoon in his mouth. "Besides," he continued with a full mouth, and Sophie leaned back to avoid spittle. "It's getting... too childish."

"He's the Guardian of fun, and you used to be best friends," Sophie argued, and Jamie shot her an apologetic look.

"Look... I still like him, and I still believe in him, but I need to grow up ya know? And... well so do you. It's not like it's important is it?"

"I'm only fifteen, and of course they're important!" she burst, flicking her blond hair out of her eyes and glaring at her big brother.

"Yeah, but you're having a tea party with the Easter Bunny," Jamie scoffed, rubbing the stubble on his chin and leaning back in his chair.

"I'd invite him for dinner if mom and dad wouldn't freak out at the sight of a six foot rabbit sat at the table, but they kind of would, so I kind of can't!" she snapped, standing up abruptly and storming to the kitchen cabinet, pulling out some carrots she figured might have been in there, secretly glad she was right.

"Sophie, I'm not saying it to be mean, I just... we're getting older, we're not kids are we?"

"You don't have to be a kid to believe, Jamie," she reminded him, turning her head to look back at him sadly.

"You're just being childish Soph, you'll grow up eventually."

"Grow up, but I won't grow old. Not like you're doing. I'm going to believe forever."