A/N: Hey people! Thanks for reading my first chapter and I really hope you liked it! Also, I forgot to put my disclaimer in the first chapter, just to be safe, so now I'm saying that I do not own the show Drake and Josh or any of it's characters, but this idea is mine! Anyhoo, enjoy!

Two weeks later Drake hadn't been spending much time with Josh and they barely spoke. Josh could sense that Drake just didn't want to do the 'brother thing' and gave him his space. But deep down, the fact that Drake didn't want to be with Josh hurt, and so Josh neglected to tellhim his big news. It had been a few days since he tried out. Now he was on the phone, his voice reaching the peak of excitement.

"Yes, sir!" He squealed. "You can bet I'll be there. Ok...alright...ok, thankyou!" He hung up the phone with a grin spreading across his face so far, you'd think it would snap.

Drake was in the kitchen and had heard Josh's excitement. He strolled in to the living room, his hand stuffed in a cheeseball bag.

"Who was that?" He asked, right before cramming ten cheeseballs in his mouth, orange powder clouding around his face.

"I got the act!" Josh forgot that he hadn't told Drake what he had tried out for. He remembered when the look of confusion spread across his face, an all too familiar look.

"Oh, I forgot. I didn't tell you." Josh said. "Well, the Dr. Fizz producers came to the Premiere looking for people to try out for their commercials. If you get the act, you'll be the one who'll star in every one of them. So, even though I stunk at doing the weather awhile back, I decided to be spontanious and give it a shot. They told me they'd give me a call if I got the act and that was them on the phone! I'm the Dr. Fizz dude!"

Drake's mouth was full and his eyes were big. He almost choked on his cheeseballs.

"What!" He coughed. He didn't know wether to be mad that Josh hadn't told him about the try out, amazed that he got the act, or scared because he knew that Josh would totally freeze when it came time to shoot the actual commercial. Instead, he decided to pull Josh along.

"Pretty cool." He said, stuffing more cheeseballs in. He flopped on the couch and turned on the TV.

Josh's mouth gaped. He couldn't believe that Drake didn't care, even a little itsy, bitsy, bit. Suddenly Josh was very happy that he hadn't told Drake about the try outs in the beginning. He decided to give Drake an idea ofexactly what Josh was getting into - something awesome.

"And, I get a pretty little paycheck." He said.

Drake's ears perked. "A paycheck, as in my little green friend, 'The Buck'?" Drake turned to Josh. "How much do ya get?"

"Let's just say it's more than I make at the Premiere in a week. And I'm going to be doing more than one comercial, meaning more than one paycheck."

Drake's eyes got so wide, you could pluck them out of his head. If Josh had more money, then of course he would share it with his awesome brother...or so Drake thought.

"Hey!" Drake jumped up. "You want a brownie? You don't even have to make 'em. Heck, I'll do all the work! Oh, how 'bout we go to the mall and I'll buy you a sundae? I'll drive and pay for... HALF the gas. My treat. Or do ya wanna-"

"Wait just a second!" Josh cut him off. "That is so like you."

"What's so like me?"

"These past couple weeks you didn't want to have anything to do with me. You probably wouldn't have even noticed if I had fallen off the planet, and that's why I didn't tell you about my auditon. Now that I'll be getting money, you wanna be my best friend so you'll get part of the dough!"

Drake faned astonishment. "But Iam your best friend! How could you think that I would do something so horrible?" He asked as he put his arm around Josh's shoulder. "You know I love ya! You're my brother -" He waited for Josh to finish their phrase.

Josh was silent.

"Ok, I'll say it. You're my brother...from another mother!" He winked big.

Josh glared. "You're pathetic." He started walking to the front door.

"Where ya goin' ?" Drake called after him.

"For a drive!" Josh yelled back. "And I'm not talking to you when I get home!" Josh slammed the door shut.

"Fine!" Drake huffed. His attempt for free cash had failed. He turned to slump onto the couch, when he shrieked out of fright to see Megan's face behind him.

"Where'd you come from?" He gasped.

"Drake, I'm everywhere," she sighed, "and I heard everything. You do realize you're treading on dangerous territory, don't you?"

"Hey, you don't own the living room...or the floor!"

"No!" Megan knew she would soon lose her patience dealing with such an inferior being. "I mean with Josh. You know, if Josh really lands this commercial, then that's it for you. He'll get fame and fortune, not to mention tons of friends, all wanting his money but him to blinded to realize that. Then when he has enough of everything, than who needs a brother? And if you don't have your brother, who are ya gonna give all you money to when you die? Think about it Drake - if you don't fix this little problem you two are having, then you'll never get a single penny of his. Not a penny." She raised her eyebrow, gave a devious smirk, and strolled away.

Drake just stared. The tiny wheels in his head were turning and, frankly, it was a whole new experience for him. He tried to ignore what Megan had said, but as he went through the evening and crawled into bed, Megan's words echoed in his mind. As he drifted off to dreamland (which he visited quite often), that's all he heard.

"...you'll never get a single penny. Not a penny. Not a penny..."

A/N: So, what did u think? There's definetly more to come, but I might not update too quickly.Sorry ifI keepuwaiting!It's my first fanfic. Anyhoo, reviewPLEEEEEEAAAASSE! Thankyou!