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Chapter 2

9:42 a.m.

Same day

Jules slowly turned over on the couch. He had fallen asleep reading a book while Verne was helping his mother wash the breakfast dishes. Doc was out in the garage preparing his farewell present.

Jules stretched and heard something hollow hit the ground. He opened his eyes and looked down. Shaving cream.

"What the.. ." He touched his face and looked at his hand. Shaving cream was smeared all over his face. Verne peeped around the corner and laughed. Jules face turned red, However; not visible from how much cream was on it.

"You little upstart!" Jules jumped up and started to run after his brother out into the yard where Verne tripped over Einstein and flew forward rolling as he ran. Jules jumped over the poor old dog and grabbed his brother and smeared his face all over his shoulder and back. Cream, mud, and grass getting all over the both of them. Doc looked outside of the garage window.

"Great Scott! What's going on out here?" Doc asked as he parted his laughing boys.

"I was sleeping on the couch and Verne smeared shaving cream all over my hands and face. So.. . I thought it would look better on him." Jules said slinging mud mixed shaving cream at Verne who was under Jules. Jules had got the better of his younger brother again.

"Dad tell him to get off me." Verne whined as he shoved his brother off and looked up at his father and sighed.

"Why don't you boys get washed up and make sure those cloths.. ." Doc began to say but both boys rolled there eyes and spoke in unison.

"Make sure these cloths make it to the laundry basket. We know dad."

11: 14 a.m.

Verne sat looking through college brochures of his own, and smiled at one. Putting it in a pile on the left. While an huge pile sat on the right that must have been for the rejects. Verne sighed standing up walking over to the bathroom with the means of relieving himself. He pulled up both lids and began to relieve himself. However as he did it didn't go into the bowl just ran along an invisible tape to the floor. Verne cried out in amazement.

"What the.. .!" He stopped and pulled up his pants and looked at the lid. A small bit of saran wrap was pulled over the bowl. Verne growled pulling the wrap off, and continued with what he began with then continued his rant.

"Jules!" He yelled as he ran into the kitchen to see that Jules had picked up his brothers brochures and had put them into the sink turning on the garbage disposal to full and smiled.

Verne's face grew red and he grunted like a bull and charged at his brother.

"Those were for college you jerk!" Just as he and his brother began to fist it out on the floor Marty looked in.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Gees you all don't have to have a fight to see me first right?" Marty pulled Verne off Jules. Jules was now sporting a bloody nose.

"This doesn't concern you Martin. It concerns me and my sibling." Jules said as he tried to take another swipe at his brother.

"What? So you both are having another rivalry huh? Verne You know something. After your brother leaves today your going to feel the worst of this. I know I felt it too when my brother and sister went to college. You'll feel empty. No one to bother, no one to hurt." Marty then looked at Jules.

"And you.. . You'll feel like your leaving everything behind. But you'll feel as if you didn't want to go. All alone and on your own. Your both are going to be hurting. If you don't believe me.. You'll see soon." Marty stood up and walked back outside as Jules and Verne went into different rooms. They didn't want to listen to what Marty had said. They knew he had gone through the same thing being the youngest of his siblings.