𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝑺𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑, 𝑺𝒐 𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝑰? 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 2:

𝔛 𝔛 𝔛

Guardianship of Brain had came after they met almost two years ago. Pinky, being the oldest, but not the smartest, didn't really understand that he had somebody to watch over. Expecially at not even 14-years-old who was now tasked with taking care of a not even 13-year-old Brain. Yes he had a sister, but Brain didn't want Pinky tying his hair into pigtails. Pinky didn't do that anymore thanks to many of the bops Brain gave him.

Pinky wondered what Hugo would do or say about Pinky being left in charge of somebody who wasn't related to him. Even to now, now that Pinky was reaching the age of 16. Pinky handed the next piece of popcorn off to Brain as they watched t.v. Brain laid on Pinky's back while he rest his head on top of Pinky's.

"Pinky?" Pinky could barely make out his name because of the other chewed up popcorn in the younger child's mouth.

"Chew and swallow young man." Brain did. "What is it Brain?"

"Did you have any friends, well you know, before me?" Brain looked down at the blue eyed boy.

"W-What brought this up?" Pinky asked.

"I was just wondering." Brain stuffed more popcorn into his mouth.

Pin ky sat there and looked up at the t.v screen. A 10-year-old white haired boy and a 10-year-old brown haired boy, just like him and Hugo Billings the Third were almost six years ago. Pinky sighed and looked back to Brain.

"I had one, Hugo Billings the Third." Pinky finally answred. "Knew him since I was six, only five months before he got sick."

No noise came from Brain.

"Got diagnoised with brain cancer, lived with it for four years. Then he got worse weeks after turning 10." Pinky continued. "Was the first funeral I can remember going to."

"Pinky...I..." Brain started to feel really bad. "I'm so sorry that happened to you."

"It...it took a long time for me to remember that I can't talk to him while we walked home or, sometimes, a kid would get so annoyed with me that sometimes when mom and dad moved me to a bus rider and then I would come to school with a black eye. Point. Sometimes I would come in bleeding." Pinky already knew the tears were coming, he didn't care. "The only people who cared at me at school was the principal and the nurse. One thing that getting taken that I'm thankful for was getting the heck away from that school."

Brain got off Pinky's back and crawled next to Pinky. Arms wrapped around the older boy and he laid his head next to Pinky's.

"You won't lose me, Pinky, I promise." Brain whispered.

"I know Brain," Pinky smiled with tears in his eyes. "I know."

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Pinky couldn't sleep, he and Brain were still in the living room. The stars never sleep, they don't sleep when Pinky and Brain go stargazing. So why should he sleep? He was a teen, a big kid, almost 16, almost an adult. He wasn't that young, only almost two years until he was all grown up. Brain needed sleep, he was young, 14 who would be 15 in September, Brain needed sleep to help his brain so he stayed smart.

Pinky turned towards Brain as the boy snored loudly with a small smile on his face. Picking Brain up into his arns, Pinky carried Brain to their room. Climbing up the ladder of their bunck bed and laid Brain down on the top bunk. Pinky tucked Brain in and ran his fingers through Brain's white hair.

"Goodnight Brain." Pinky whispered.

"Night...Pinky."