Title: Big Brother
Author: SneetchesToo
Pairing: n/a
Rating: General
Summary: Day 7: Wild Card – "Steal the blankets again and I'll put my cold feet on you."
Author's Note: Sorry if it wasn't what you were expecting but I just love the idea of TK as a big brother.

"What do you think you're doing?" TK jumped at the sound of Emily's voice beside him on the couch.

"I'm trying to cover myself up." Wasn't it obvious?

"If you keep stealing the blankets I will be forced to put my feet on you." He wasn't sure how that was a threat but he stared the girl down and waited for her to continue. "And my feet are like popsicles."

"They can't possibly be that cold." Not as cold as he was anyway.

And then before he knew it she was pressing her right foot against his arm and he jumped.

She wasn't lying.

Those things were freezing.

"Good Lord girl!" He yanked his arm away from her as he spoke. "Put on some socks."

"But my socks are all the way upstairs." She whined out, grabbing the blanket from his lap and throwing it back over herself, wrapping her feet up tight as she settled against the pillows.

"But I'm cold too." He whined back.

He was trying to stare her down and win himself back that blanket.

It didn't seem to be working though.

"Go get another blanket." She was good, really good.

"But…" He really didn't have a counter argument for that.

There were blankets less than twenty feet away.

He had no excuse for not going to get one.

"Ha. I win." The girl let out a chuckle as she beamed back at him and he sighed.

He couldn't believe he had just let a nine year old outsmart him out of his favorite blanket.

He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest.

Sometimes being a big brother wasn't fair.

"What's wrong with him?" He didn't even hear his father enter the room but when he snapped his head up the man was staring at the scene before him with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

"He's mad because I stole his blanket." Emily said it like it was the simplest thing in the world.

She was breaking his heart here.

"That's his favorite blanket." So maybe his dad would have his back on this one.

"Well he didn't tell me that." She sounded sort of pitiful and TK watched as she untangled herself from the blue and white material and handed it to him.

"You don't have to do that." He really wasn't expecting her to give it back.

"No, it's your favorite, you can have it." She draped the blanket over him with a big smile. "Besides, Owen can just get me another one."

TK let out a laugh at the look on his face.

He guessed the man didn't expect to get outsmarted either.

"Fine." His dad grabbed a blanket from the pile beside him and tossed it at her, the material falling over her head and covering her entirely. "You two behave."

He heard his father leave the room and then Emily emerged from the orange material surrounding her.

They sat there for a few minutes, watching their movie in silence, and then it hit him.

"Wanna make a fort?" He watched as the girl's eyes got huge at the idea he had just presented.

"Uh yeah!" She jumped up off the couch quickly and ran toward the pile of freshly cleaned blankets that his dad had just abandoned.

TK got to work setting up the cushions just right, draping blankets in all the right places as Emily padded the floor and covered up the gaps.

After fifteen minutes of very strategic set up they both settled inside their new abode.

"This is the best fort ever." Emily whispered as she leaned against his side, dragging the blue and white blanket over her legs as she talked.

"It sure is." He tugged the blanket back over his legs a little, chuckling when it exposed her tiny feet to the cold once again.

She simply shrugged this time, curling her legs up so that her feet were covered once again.

And then she settled down, her eyes returning to the screen before him as she wrapped her arms tightly around his.

He guessed that sometimes being a big brother wasn't all that bad.