Wildwing looked across the table at his brother then back to his leg. *This sucks!* he thought as he leaned back in his chair. "This is all your fault, Dive. If only you hadn't tried to make me drink that crap!"

"Me! ME? What do you mean Me! You're the one who threw that drink in my face and lost your cool!" Nosedive protested as he stood up.

"Don't give me that! You know darn well that this all started with you!"

"Get a life Wing! You just can't take looking bad so you have to blame it on me!"

"Yeah right!"

"Will you two give it a rest," Mallory scolded. "You're acting like children."

"So what Mal, I don't care," pouted Nosedive.

"Nosedive go to your room."

"Why don't you get off that chair and make me," Nosedive challenged his brother.

"I will!" Wildwing said as he attempted to jump to his feet. I said attempted because the action was not carefully thought out on his part and he fell to the floor in excruciating pain. Wildwing struggled to get to his feet, but could not without Tanya's help. Nosedive felt horrible as he watched Wing squirm in agony. It was all because he had challenged him.

"Wing, I'm"

"GO TO YOUR ROOM!"

"Why?"

"You're grounded! That means no TV, video games, or comic books!"

"But"

"I said go to your room!"

"NO!"

Without thinking Wildwing slapped Nosedive across the face. Nosedive stood stupefied. Wing had actually hit him. How could he? He was his little brother, his cute adorable lovable baby brother. Nosedive couldn't bear to look at Wildwing so he ran out of the room. Wildwing was still piping hot and had not realized what he had done and went after Dive. All he knew was how mad he was and how much he wanted Nosedive to pay for hurting his leg. Wildwing hobbled down the corridor after Nosedive, using the wall for support. He entered their room to find Nosedive setting up a video game.

"I said no TV or video games!"

"Shove it!"

Wildwing stumbled over to the wall and unplugged the game.

"Hey!"

"I meant what I said Nosedive. Where are your comic books?"

Nosedive shrugged.

"Oh please," Wildwing scoffed. "Don't give me that, go get them."

Nosedive slowly got up and went to get his comic books. Wildwing watched his every move while Nosedive gathered up the comic books. When Dive was almost done, Wing set to work and put the VCR and video games on top of the TV. He left the room with the heavy load and struggled down the hall. Not only did he have to balance the appliances, but also he had to refrain from using his hurt leg. Wildwing finally got to the kitchen and set down his burden before returning to the room for the comic books. Meanwhile the rest of the team silently watched the upset teenager.