A/N: Hey thank you so much for the reviews! I'm glad you liked it, and I'm real glad that this hasn't been done before. I read all of the reviews and decided to use what everyone's input on the story. I don't want to give it away though, so I'm not going to tell ya right away what's going to happen. Thanks guys!



Ray went into the bathroom and through up. He felt sick to his stomach. He had lost his wife some time ago, but had never really got over it. That was just something he had never been able to do. But now it was like it was playing it's self over again only this time he was the one watching the movie and not acting it out. He had to watch behind a screen TV of two boys lives come crashing down. Good boys, not bad ones, a little crazy and wild but down in their hearts they were good kids. What did they ever do to deserve this?

Finally the doorbell rang. Otto and Reggie, (Sam had gone home) ran down the stairs to invite their guests in. Ray came out of the bathroom to say hello.

"Hey Otto", said Twister weakly.

"Hey best bro", asked Otto, "How cool is this? We're going to have so much fun!"

Twister hung his head. Reggie pulled her brother away into a corner.

"Can you say not helping", she asked.

"What", asked Otto.

"This is not a party Otto! This is not supposed to be fun. They're upset, can't you see that?"

Otto rolled his eyes but decided to lay off on Twist.

"So where are we sleeping", asked Lars.

"This way", said Ray, "Just follow me; Reggie, Otto get their stuff for them."

"Sure dad", said Otto.

"No", said Lars, "It's my stuff and I want to carry it.and so does Twister!"

"Um okay", said Ray, "If that's what you want."

"It's what I want", said Lars firmly.

"It's not what I want", protested Twister. "Trust me", said Lars grabbing his brother's collar, "It's what you want."

"It's what I want", said Twister.

"Well all righty than", said Ray, "Follow me."

The climbed up the stairs and into the guest bedroom which was most inviting. Lars through his stuff into the closet, and Twister threw his belongings on the bed.

"Um one of you could sleep on the couch", said Ray, "If you don't want to share the queen bed."

"Wait", said Otto, "Twister is sleeping in my room!"

"No dork", said Lars, "He's sleeping with me!"

Now Lars himself didn't know why he was fighting for his brother. Maybe it was because he was scared of living in a new home like this especially the home of the kids that he tormented every day. Or maybe it was because he wanted to keep this whole family stick together things going for him. Without doubt it was because he didn't want to be a burden to the family; wanted to carry his own weight and not take up the entire house. But deep unconsciously it was because he needed his brother. He needed someone who he could relate to, and he needed a friend right now. Someone who could really listen and understand. And most of all, he needed a brother, and a brother is exactly what God had given him, and so he planned to keep it.

Twister was so shocked that his brother was fighting for him that he wasn't sure if he could be happy at such depressing times. But the truth was he was delighted. Not just because he looked up to his brother, despite the appearance he gave up. But because he needed a big brother to cry on, and Otto could no way in hell do that.

"Twist", said Otto, "Come on we're out of here, we don't need this."

"Listen", said Lars angrily, "The twerp is staying here, in this room, with me, got it?"

"No", shouted Otto back, "I don't got it! Twister needs a best friend right now, not a tyrant like brother!"

"Otto", said Ray harshly.

"No it's okay dad", replied Otto, "Twister will stay with me, I'll take care of it."

Reggie slapped her forehead.

"Come on Twist let's check out of here."

"Um actually", said Twister fumbling with his words, "I'd kind of like to stay here with Lars, if that's okay."

"What", exclaimed Otto, "You finally get to live here after the whole adopting you thing didn't work and now you're turning me down?"

"Chill Otto", said Reggie.

"We're living together", protested Twister, "It's just that-"

"That you're choosing your brother over me", said Otto.

"Otto", said Reggie and Ray.

Otto was obviously not seeing the hurt expression in Twister's eyes, or the look of death from Lars.

"Otto please", said Twister, "I just want to be with my brother right now, that's all."

"Fine", said Otto, "Stay here, see if I care, but this friendship is over! And as soon as your parents die then you're moving to Clio's and I'll have a celebrating party!"

Otto stormed out of the room angrily, leaving everyone with blanked expressions. Well that was pretty much all Twister could take. He burst into tears hysterical falling onto his knees. Ray wanted so bad to just hold the child, but he knew that this wasn't his territory it was Lars'.

Lars went over to his brother. He knelt down and slugged an arm over his brother.

"Come on Reggie", said Ray, "Let's give these two a minute."

Ray and Reggie quietly left.

"Now", said Ray, "Where is that brother of yours?"

"The brats in his room", said Reggie.

"Come on", said Ray.

The two slammed the door open.

"Hey", cried Otto, "It's called knocking!"

"It's called being a jerk", cried Reggie, "You made Twister cry!"

"Good", replied Otto, "He won't be with me so I won't be with him." "Hey", shouted Ray, "Did you ever stop to think about Twister's feelings? I know you want to help, but you were completely out of line! Twist needs his brother right now."

"But dad", protested Otto, "They don't even like each other!"

"It doesn't matter", replied Ray, "Do you remember when.when you're mother died?"

"Kind of hard to forget something like that", said Otto.

"Well do you remember how much you used to hate Reggie", asked Ray, "You were always killing each other. The two of you were always competing; hell you're still doing that. But you needed each other when mom died because you both were going through the same thing. That's why Otto, Twister needs Lars."

"Oh", said Otto.

"You owe him an apology", cried Reggie. "You made your best friend cry!"

"Dad do I have to", asked Otto.

"Ya think", replied Reggie stepping in for her dad, "You made him cry! What kind of person are you?"

"Whatever Reggie", muttered Otto.

"No it's not whatever. He's obviously hurting from before and trying his very best to be brave in front of you, God forbid he show any sign of weakness around his best friend; the one person whom which he's supposed to tell anything to. And now you go and say something as impulsive and rude as that! Who do you think you are to treat him like that?

"Why are you defending him like this? What do you like him or something?"

"UGH", cried Reggie, "Sometimes you are a real jerk."

She left the room.

"So dad", said Otto, "What's for dinner?"

"You got to be kidding me", replied Ray, "I'm not in my right mind right now so I'm going to let this whole making your sister mad thing go, however you owe Twister an apology and you owe one to Lars too."

"What, but dad!"

"No buts!"

Otto dropped his head and left towards the guestroom. He was about to knock but he soon heard sniffling.

"Twist", Lars was saying, "Relax man, you have to quit shaking, you're going to make yourself sick."

"I-I-I c-c-can't!"

"Sssh", said Lars, "Come here."

Soon the sniffling stopped, and nothing could be heard. Otto knocked on the door and then walked in. He found Twister and Lars laying down on the bed with Twister on Lars arm.

"What do you want", said Lars harshly, who was quite mad from before, but even more steamed because he made his brother cry.

It's a funny thing about siblings. You could hate each other your entire life, but the instant that your sibling is being hurt in anyway you feel this incredible urge to kill the person who is offending them. It's instinct; everyone does it.

"Look I wanted to say I was sorry", said Otto, "To you Twister, and to you Lars. I didn't mean what I said and I take it back. I was just expecting a party."

"Really", asked Twister.

"Of course man", said Otto, "You're my best bud."

"You're my best bud too", said Twister.

"I don't know what I'd do without ya man", said Otto.

"I wouldn't even do anything without you", replied Twister.

"You guys going to hug and kiss too", muttered Lars.

"Funny", said Otto sarcastically, "Well I'm going to go help Reggie set the table before she starts screaming, meet you guys down in a few minutes okay?"

"Bye", said both brothers.

Otto got up and left the room.

"I don't see why you like him as a friend", said Lars.

"Hey I don't make fun of your friends." "Yes you do".

"Well I'm not right now, so don't you either."

"No but seriously Twist, why you let him walk all over you like that?"

"That's the way Otto is."

"Yeah well I wouldn't let him do that to me."

"Okay look at it this way, you walk over your friends but you're still tight."

"I guess. But you're my brother I don't want you to be one getting stepped on."

"I'm not, really."

"Well if he gives you a hard time, I'll knock his teeth out, if I won't already."

"Huh?"

"I can't stand living here!"

"Say what?"

"Look Twister I'm real uncomfortable being here at this time, to me these people are perfect strangers. No I take that back, these people are the people that talk about me behind their back, because I beat up their kids. If it weren't for our parent's situation then they'd still hate us."

"Yeah about our parents-"

"Not about mom and dad, about Mr. Rocket. This is too weird."

"Well don't worry about it okay? If it gets too weird for you I'll make up an excuse so you can leave or something, okay?"

Lars looked at his brother, "You'd really do that for me?"

"Yeah."

"I thought you'd never help me."

"I thought you'd never help me, but you proved me wrong. And I don't like to be wrong, so now it's my turn to prove you wrong. Now come on it's time for dinner."

"Yeah speaking of which, we're having pizza, they ordered out. Should I help pay?" "Why?"

"I don't even know why I ask you."

"Neither do I."

"Come on kiddo let's go."

"Okay."

"Look um Twist, I was thinking about going to hospital later, you want to come?"

"Yeah, of course, but we'll just have to sit and wait, so why bother?"

"Something to do."

"Okay if that's what you want, I guess I'll tag along."

"Good, now let's go."

The brothers went down to the dinning room, which they found to be quite inviting towards them. They hadn't felt like eating previously but as soon as the food was laid in front of them they immediately felt pains of hunger. The two sat down and quickly gobbled down their food. No one talked on account of not knowing what was appropriate to talk about. So everyone kept their mouths shut, and Twister and Lars were grateful. Finally came end of the meal and Lars began to speak.

"So how much was the pizza", asked Lars.

"Huh", said Ray.

"Twister and I ate one quarter of it so let us pay one quarter."

"That's really not necessary", said Ray.

"I insist."

"Please, you're family."

Lars studied Mr. Rocket trying to figure out his aim, his scheme, but came up empty handed, and decided that this man was truly a good guy. But these feelings of positivity towards the man did not last long.

"Come on Twist", said Lars, "Let's go."

"Uh go where", asked Ray "We're going to the hospital", said Lars.

"Um I don't think if that's such a good idea."

"Why not", asked Lars.

"Why don't you just stay here?"

"No. I'm going to the hospital with Twister."

"Lars, stay."

"I said I'm going", said Lars who was beginning to raise his voice.

"And I said your staying", said Ray very calmly.

"You're not dad", shouted Lars, "And you're not in charge of me!"

With that said Lars grabbed Twister and ran out of the house.



A/N: I know it's short, and I know I'm being evil by ending it there, sorry! But with school starting soon it's been a lot harder to keep writing. But great job on all of the stories everyone else has written and once more thank you to all of you that have reviewed. Thanks!