Windswift: I'm back! And now it's Joey's turn to discover the torture of
siblings! MWAHAHAHA!!!
Joey: Dis can't be good . . .
Seto: (snickers) poor inu
Windswift: Anyway, it's not that I don't like Joey, it's just that Serenity loves him. ^^ Always keep an optimistic mind!
Joey: Dat sounds more like 'sadistic' ta me
Windswift: That's why I didn't ask you ^^ On another note, this chapter is dedicated to my niisan (though I doubt he cares). I don't know how he ever put up with me ^^ but I'm glad he did. AISHITERU NII-SAMA!!!
Seto: That's nice, now get on with torturing Joey. I've had my turn, so now I'm waiting for you to make it all worthwhile.
Windswift: That's not nice . . .
Notes: Most of this takes place when they're younger. Um . . . pick an age, I didn't give it much thought . . . .
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Only For a Sibling
"C'mon, c'mon, jump! YES! Who's the man! I win again!" Joey victoriously punched the air, accidentally dislodging his video game controller from the box.
Serenity giggled from her spot on the sofa. "Go, Joey!"
He got up and began to take his bows, attempting to keep a straight and humble face. Serenity had to smother more giggles with her hands.
"Heehee, no one can beat my brother, the great Joey!"
"True, true," Joey replied modestly. "I've tried to let them beat me, but they never can manage it."
He then sat down and grabbed his controller again. "You wanna play?"
"Nah, I'll watch."
"Hey, if you can wait while I brilliantly play through one more game, I'll do something with you, okay?"
"Okay!" she cried happily.
Several game over's later (one from not having the controller plugged in, and a few "Just glitches in the game, so they don't count.") the doorbell rang. Joey ran downstairs to answer it.
Serenity followed after her big brother, wondering who was at the door.
"Hey, Tristan!" Joey gave his buddy a friendly slap on the back. Serenity giggled at the look on Tristan's face - apparently the slap was a little harder than friendly.
"Hey, Joey!" He poked his head around the blond. "Hiyah, Serenity," he waved.
"Hi!" she replied, waving back. Tristan was silly, but he was always nice to her.
"You wanna come to the arcade with me?" He was back to talking with her older brother.
"Yeah, sure -"
"Jo-ey . . ." Serenity wailed, clinging to her brother's arm. She looked the picture of adorable, lower lip trembling, eyes wide in distress, and light brown hair framing the pathetic face. The one she knew Joey _couldn't_ resist. "You _promised_ you'd play with me!"
"Awww . . . ."
Tristan winked. "Guess you're already occupied. See ya later!"
"Yeah, see ya 'round." Joey shut the door.
Serenity hugged her older brother tightly. "Thank you!"
He grinned down at her. "You know I can't resist."
She said something to the effect of, "That's why I use it, silly," but it was muffled in his shirt.
"So, what do ya want to play, Serenity?"
"Ummm . . . ." She let go of him, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "How about house?"
"Sure."
"Yay! I'll go set up!" She ran off, an ecstatic expression on her face.
Joey smiled, glad that he could put that radiant grin on his little sister's face. He considered it one of his sacred duties as older brother, along with being her protector and that good thing that adults called a "role model."
Serenity came back and started tugging on his hand. "Come on, big brother, everything's ready!"
Joey allowed himself to be "pulled" up to Serenity's room, though boys bigger than her had yet to make him move when he didn't want to.
The bed sat in the middle of the room, the pink comforter lying rumpled at the end and the sheets stripped from it. On one side, a doll cradle sat in a corner, with a blanket piled in the corner opposite. A pillow from the bed sat by the cradle.
On the other side, an upturned laundry basket was graced with a doll blanket and set for three with pieces from a tea set.
"That's the kitchen," Serenity said, waving her arm at the impromptu table, "and that's the bedroom," this time gesturing at the blankets.
She produced a baby doll from within the confines of the comforter. "I'm the mommy, and this is my baby."
"So what am I, the dad?"
Serenity giggled. "No, silly, you're the puppy!"
Joey's face fell. "The puppy?"
"Onegai, brother?"
'Only for you, Serenity . . .' Joey smiled warmly. "Don't worry, I told you I'd play, didn't' I?"
"Arigato!"
Serenity placed the doll in the cradle, then began officiously explaining the finer points of the make-believe home.
"This pillow is my bed, and you sleep on the blankets. This," she pointed to the bed, "is the outside. You have to let me know when you want to go out. And that's the table," the laundry basket, "but you have to be a good dog and sit on the floor, not at the table."
"Okay."
Serenity gave him a pointed look. "Puppies say 'woof.'"
For anyone else, Joey would have rolled his eyes, but instead he gave an obliging "Woof woof!" He even kneeled down on the floor for good measure.
"Good boy!" Serenity replied, patting his messy golden hair as if petting a real dog.
~*~*~*~
She insisted on parading him around the house under the pretense of taking him for a walk. (Joey'd managed to convince her that they didn't need to go around the neighborhood), so he had crawled around on his hands and knees, giving the occasional bark, and had a pink dress-up sash tied around his neck. The "law" said he needed a leash, but he suspected Serenity just found it cute.
She had also pleaded to okaa-san to take a picture. Joey smiled at it, embarrassing though it was. It really did look cute. And Joey was the only one who could put a smile on her face like that.
He set the picture back down on his desk, waiting for his sister to arrive.
~*~*~*~
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the mutt."
Joey's fists clenched, Kaiba's taunt ringing in his ears. He hadn't even _done_ anything to provoke the guy! Was it so much to ask for one peaceful day to spend with his sister?
He took a step forward, tired of being insulted by the cold blue-eyed brunette. "Ya like eatin' your words, Kaiba?"
"What's a little puppy to do, bark at me?"
Serenity tugged lightly on her brother's arm. "Please, don't fight him, Joey. I know you're better than that!"
Joey squeezed her hand reassuringly.
"I ain't your dog, Kaiba," he said, turning away dismissively. "Only Serenity's."
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Another chapter done! Please review, peoples!
I got a request to do a chapter with Esper Roba and his brothers. I thought about doing this, but I don't know much about him. Any information you could tell me would be really helpful! Send a review, or an email. Or the address of a site that has some information. Arigato!
I know how Joey feels . . . I just got overly loved by my hyper 3 year old cousin . . . chasing her down, saving the mannequins, carrying her, having her drive me around by pulling on the hair on either side of my head . . . . ^^ awww, but she's so kawaii
Joey: Dis can't be good . . .
Seto: (snickers) poor inu
Windswift: Anyway, it's not that I don't like Joey, it's just that Serenity loves him. ^^ Always keep an optimistic mind!
Joey: Dat sounds more like 'sadistic' ta me
Windswift: That's why I didn't ask you ^^ On another note, this chapter is dedicated to my niisan (though I doubt he cares). I don't know how he ever put up with me ^^ but I'm glad he did. AISHITERU NII-SAMA!!!
Seto: That's nice, now get on with torturing Joey. I've had my turn, so now I'm waiting for you to make it all worthwhile.
Windswift: That's not nice . . .
Notes: Most of this takes place when they're younger. Um . . . pick an age, I didn't give it much thought . . . .
((+)~
Only For a Sibling
"C'mon, c'mon, jump! YES! Who's the man! I win again!" Joey victoriously punched the air, accidentally dislodging his video game controller from the box.
Serenity giggled from her spot on the sofa. "Go, Joey!"
He got up and began to take his bows, attempting to keep a straight and humble face. Serenity had to smother more giggles with her hands.
"Heehee, no one can beat my brother, the great Joey!"
"True, true," Joey replied modestly. "I've tried to let them beat me, but they never can manage it."
He then sat down and grabbed his controller again. "You wanna play?"
"Nah, I'll watch."
"Hey, if you can wait while I brilliantly play through one more game, I'll do something with you, okay?"
"Okay!" she cried happily.
Several game over's later (one from not having the controller plugged in, and a few "Just glitches in the game, so they don't count.") the doorbell rang. Joey ran downstairs to answer it.
Serenity followed after her big brother, wondering who was at the door.
"Hey, Tristan!" Joey gave his buddy a friendly slap on the back. Serenity giggled at the look on Tristan's face - apparently the slap was a little harder than friendly.
"Hey, Joey!" He poked his head around the blond. "Hiyah, Serenity," he waved.
"Hi!" she replied, waving back. Tristan was silly, but he was always nice to her.
"You wanna come to the arcade with me?" He was back to talking with her older brother.
"Yeah, sure -"
"Jo-ey . . ." Serenity wailed, clinging to her brother's arm. She looked the picture of adorable, lower lip trembling, eyes wide in distress, and light brown hair framing the pathetic face. The one she knew Joey _couldn't_ resist. "You _promised_ you'd play with me!"
"Awww . . . ."
Tristan winked. "Guess you're already occupied. See ya later!"
"Yeah, see ya 'round." Joey shut the door.
Serenity hugged her older brother tightly. "Thank you!"
He grinned down at her. "You know I can't resist."
She said something to the effect of, "That's why I use it, silly," but it was muffled in his shirt.
"So, what do ya want to play, Serenity?"
"Ummm . . . ." She let go of him, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "How about house?"
"Sure."
"Yay! I'll go set up!" She ran off, an ecstatic expression on her face.
Joey smiled, glad that he could put that radiant grin on his little sister's face. He considered it one of his sacred duties as older brother, along with being her protector and that good thing that adults called a "role model."
Serenity came back and started tugging on his hand. "Come on, big brother, everything's ready!"
Joey allowed himself to be "pulled" up to Serenity's room, though boys bigger than her had yet to make him move when he didn't want to.
The bed sat in the middle of the room, the pink comforter lying rumpled at the end and the sheets stripped from it. On one side, a doll cradle sat in a corner, with a blanket piled in the corner opposite. A pillow from the bed sat by the cradle.
On the other side, an upturned laundry basket was graced with a doll blanket and set for three with pieces from a tea set.
"That's the kitchen," Serenity said, waving her arm at the impromptu table, "and that's the bedroom," this time gesturing at the blankets.
She produced a baby doll from within the confines of the comforter. "I'm the mommy, and this is my baby."
"So what am I, the dad?"
Serenity giggled. "No, silly, you're the puppy!"
Joey's face fell. "The puppy?"
"Onegai, brother?"
'Only for you, Serenity . . .' Joey smiled warmly. "Don't worry, I told you I'd play, didn't' I?"
"Arigato!"
Serenity placed the doll in the cradle, then began officiously explaining the finer points of the make-believe home.
"This pillow is my bed, and you sleep on the blankets. This," she pointed to the bed, "is the outside. You have to let me know when you want to go out. And that's the table," the laundry basket, "but you have to be a good dog and sit on the floor, not at the table."
"Okay."
Serenity gave him a pointed look. "Puppies say 'woof.'"
For anyone else, Joey would have rolled his eyes, but instead he gave an obliging "Woof woof!" He even kneeled down on the floor for good measure.
"Good boy!" Serenity replied, patting his messy golden hair as if petting a real dog.
~*~*~*~
She insisted on parading him around the house under the pretense of taking him for a walk. (Joey'd managed to convince her that they didn't need to go around the neighborhood), so he had crawled around on his hands and knees, giving the occasional bark, and had a pink dress-up sash tied around his neck. The "law" said he needed a leash, but he suspected Serenity just found it cute.
She had also pleaded to okaa-san to take a picture. Joey smiled at it, embarrassing though it was. It really did look cute. And Joey was the only one who could put a smile on her face like that.
He set the picture back down on his desk, waiting for his sister to arrive.
~*~*~*~
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the mutt."
Joey's fists clenched, Kaiba's taunt ringing in his ears. He hadn't even _done_ anything to provoke the guy! Was it so much to ask for one peaceful day to spend with his sister?
He took a step forward, tired of being insulted by the cold blue-eyed brunette. "Ya like eatin' your words, Kaiba?"
"What's a little puppy to do, bark at me?"
Serenity tugged lightly on her brother's arm. "Please, don't fight him, Joey. I know you're better than that!"
Joey squeezed her hand reassuringly.
"I ain't your dog, Kaiba," he said, turning away dismissively. "Only Serenity's."
((+)~
Another chapter done! Please review, peoples!
I got a request to do a chapter with Esper Roba and his brothers. I thought about doing this, but I don't know much about him. Any information you could tell me would be really helpful! Send a review, or an email. Or the address of a site that has some information. Arigato!
I know how Joey feels . . . I just got overly loved by my hyper 3 year old cousin . . . chasing her down, saving the mannequins, carrying her, having her drive me around by pulling on the hair on either side of my head . . . . ^^ awww, but she's so kawaii