Camille dragged the fumbling Reese to the front door of his house.

"Reese, Reese really! DONT GRAB THOSE REESE!" Camille whispered, frustrated.

"But they're so peeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrdyyyyy." Reese said, knocking over a flower pot.

"God, Reese you drank WAAAAY to much!" Camille said setting the pot right side up.

"Fwhut are you twalking aboot ! I only had like...like...like...oh dude im gonna hurl!" Reese mumbled, running to the nearest bush.

"CRAP!" Camille swore to herself as she noticed the light go on in the front room. She tried to grab the drunken teenager behind a bush before the front door opened.

Reese pulled back yelling in an irish accent, "You can take my freedom but you can never take my freedoooooooom!"

Camille took a deep breath as she prepared for the surprised gasp of a furious parent. But insted she didnt hear anything. She looked up slowly and just saw the silhouette of a teenage boy standing in the doorway shaking his head.

"Reese...what you'll have to do to keep me from telling Mom this one..." Malcolm said grinning.

"You can take my freedom but you can never take my freeeedoommmmm?" Reese moaned pathetically.

"Ummm...Matthew...or umm...Malaki? Ummm sorry whatever your name is can you help me out here?" Camille said with Reese leaning on her shoulder.

"Its Malcolm."

"Yeah, you! Well are you gonna just stand there or help me out?" Camille whispered earnestly.

They started to drag him into the house but he kept screaming nonsense so they sealed his mouth up with duct tape. They carried Reese into the boys bedroom and layed him in the bed where he eventually passed out.

Camille colapsed into a chair in the side of the room and sighed.
"Dude, remind me to never take Reese to a party EVER again!"

"Yeah I WILL! I can't believe we actually got him in here without waking up my parents!"

Camille quietly giggled and closed her eyes.

Malcolm turned to the wall and said excitedly ,"Wow, did anyone else just notice that I have a gorgeous girl in my bedroom in the middle of the night!"

At first Camille turned in surprise but remembered Reese telling her about his brother's "problem". She giggled at the absurdity of it.

"What's so funny?" Malcolm asked turning back to her.

"Ummm...Reese! He's hella drunk!" She said saying the first thing that came to her mind.

Malcolm snickered "Yeah, he is...I'm getting him back good for this one!"

Camille looked over her shoulder at the sleeping Reese and noticed a shiny retangular card on the desk. She curiously picked it up and looked at the explicit design of a dragon type animal on the back.

"Hey whats this?" She asked.

Malcolm jumped up in surprise.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DONT TOUCH THAT! ITS THE PRECIOUS ALL MOST ULTIMATE KERMATRON CARD! NOO YOU'LL GET FINGER PRINTS ON IT!"

"Sorry! I did'nt know it was that important to you! Be quiet you're going to wake your-"

"MALCOLM, REESE WHAT ARE YOU DOING SCREAMING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, WAKE ALL THE NEIGHBORS! AND WHO WILL THEY BLAME? ME! ME FOR RAISING THESE WILD CHILDREN!I CANT DEAL WITH THIS..."

The voice of Malcolm's mother came closer, closer, closer...

"Here under here!" Malcolm whispered shoving Camille under his bed. He jumped into the bed, which caused a small "OOMPH!" from Camille.

The door slammed open.

"What is your problem!" Lois barreled.

"Shh! Mom! What are you trying to do? Wake up the entire neighborhood?" Malcolm dared.

Luckilly Lois was too tired to argue so she just turned around and went back to her room for a good nights sleep.

Malcolm got out of bed and crept to the door and closed it quietly.

"Okay, you can come out now!" Malcolm whispered to Camille.

"That was close! I better go!" Camille said hastilly.

"NO!" Malcolm started. "I mean...no, wait until you're sure she's asleep."

"Oh, you're right! Yeah it would be wise to wait awhile..."

Camile sat herself on the floor next to Reese's bed. Malcolm sat down next to her.

He turned away from her and whispered to the air...
"SCORE!"