Okay, so you liked the first chapter? Let's go for a second one then…

-Height-

"That's some nice handiwork…" Coop said with his eyes lingering on the stand they passed at the market they were walking through, somewhere outside of Bangkok. He kept his eyes on it for a couple of steps before he turned his head back to face the direction they were going.

Pete shrugged, "If you say so…"

He didn't really pay attention to the stand or anything else in particular.

"It was." Coop shrugged back, "Lots of details. The person who made those had a nice touch with a knife."

"I'll show you 'nice touch with a knife'." Pete chuckled a little coldly and adjusted the tourist-like backpack he had on his shoulders.

"Seriously, are you still hung up about practice last week?"

"No." Pete spat towards him with a grimace, "I'm pissed that you knocked a jug of water over my sleeping bag last night. And it doesn't help that you landed on me last week."

Coop dropped his head a little, "Hey man… I already apologized for both of those things. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do either of those things. You're welcome to take revenge whenever you feel like it. -But not with a knife, alright?"

"Ah, you know me…" Pete said, "I'm not really the revenge seeking kind."

"Nah, but you can hold grudges like a champion." Coop shrugged, "Like, forever…"

Pete smirked a little, "Learned from your older brother…"

"Charlie?" Coop scoffed, "Last time I checked, he either forgot about stuff straight away, or deliver an ass-whooping straight away."

"To his lil'bro, yeah…" Pete chuckled, "The rest of us gets to live with a passive aggressive muscle mountain for an unlimited amount of time."

Coop chuckled, "He's just afraid to break you guys… I mean… You're practically bite-size for him. Wouldn't be fair if he tried to talk it out with his fists."

Pete first shoved Coop forcefully, then he looked like something dropped down into his head. "-But it's okay with you?"

Coop shrugged, "He paces himself. Pulls most of his punches and makes sure not to do lasting damage… Plus, I'm taller than him."

"Hate to break it to you, but your older brother still has a few pounds on you…"

"I think that's mostly age-fat setting in…" Coop chuckled, "I'm a bit leaner, that's all. When I hit his age, my muscles will probably have found a bit of a protective layer like that too."

"You're weirdly kind of skinny, now that I think about it." Pete smirked, "I mean, you're big, but… You're also kinda skinny. You have the build of a linebacker or defensive end, but the fat percentage of a long distance runner. It doesn't make sense,"

"I'll fill in…" Coop shrugged a little defensively. "I was real skinny until sometime during the second half of high school. Then I started growing muscles."

"Must've been weird being the skinny kid with your brother to look up to…" Pete shrugged.

"Nah… Luckily we had old photos back home." Coop chuckled, "Believe it or not, Charlie was also skinny for a LONG time."

"Norway? No way…" Pete chuckled, looking over at Coop who nodded.

"I swear." Coop smiled, "So yeah, I don't stress about putting on pounds to be more like him. I'm right on track for how old I am…"

"Oh crap…" Pete chuckled, "You're gonna be as humongous as him one day… -Don't you dare land on me when you reach that weight, alright?"

Coop snorted, "I'll try my very best, alright?"

"Guess that's all I can hope for with your klutzy ass." Pete laughed, but at least his voice no longer held any venom.

"Hey, are we cool?"

"After you told me that Meathead number 1 used to be a skinny kid?" Pete raised his eyebrows and looked up at Coop, "Sure, Meathead number 2, we're cool."

Coop rolled his eyes at nickname and reached a hand out to shove Pete's shoulder. "Let's just be happy for a nice change of pace and placement for once, and try to focus on spotting this Joshua guy…"

"Well, it'll be easier for you. You have the height advantage."

Coop glared at Pete for a moment.

"I mean, we're both dressed like clueless tourists this time around. But you're about two feet taller than the rest of the people on this side of the earth."

Coop rolled his eyes again, "I'm not that tall… Plus there's lots of other tourists here too. I'm not the only person above 6 feet here."

Pete shrugged, "Fair, but you're still Too Tall."

"Good. Great…" Coop shook his head, "Laugh all you want… I'm convinced you need a stepping stool to reach the top shelf anyway…"

The teasing earned him a quick jab in the side, before Pete also chuckled,

"Nah… I can reach it just fine."

Okay this was just a small thing with nothing except a little friendly teasing going on. Hope you enjoyed it anyway.