One-Shot 10: Mustaches

Jacob Stoll walked across the hallway to his room with a stolen canvas in his arms. But he stopped to hear the sound of his twin sister giggling. He blinked a couple of times. Hailey Karen Stoll almost never giggled unless she got hilariously drunk or she was all love drunk on Alexander Jackson (don't look at me like that! They're teenagers, I didn't say they were some goody peoole. And would you think that Hailey would restrain from alchol?).

And being the rude jackass Jacob (that was one of the traits Jacob got from his father that balanced out his Katie-ness) was he kicked her door open because if Alex Jackson was trying to do her he was going to fucking send him all the way to China and not teleport him back until forced.

At the sound of the door swinging open violently the 16 year old girl jumped from where she was sitting and dropped a black eyeliner pencil as she let out a small yelp. She turned around and stood up. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?" she yelled.

But Jacob didn't respond as he was staring at the little curly eyeliner mustache on her upper lip.

"Why did you have a mustache?" he asked.

She rolled her eyes. "Duh, to look classy!" she yelled. "Gods, I thought you were supposed to be smart,"

"Oh yea, it is totally apparent that is the reason why you drew a poorly drawn mustache on yourself," he replied turning back to go back and paint something on the canvas.

"Ok then smart one, draw one on me then," she said sternly holding out the pencil as if challenging him.

"Believe it or not you would make a great mother," he smirked.

She still looked serious. "So I have been told, but still, draw it if you're not pleased with my crappy mustache," She jabbed the pencil in his hand. "Now draw pretty boy,"

He rolled his eyes as he set down his canvas and grabbed her face. "Chubby cheeks," he mumbled as he squished her cheeks together. She smiled a little bit and reached over to squish his cheeks back (oh god I can see the incest part here, I don't know if anybody ships incest in my stories but if you do, here you go, incest fluff I guess… Ew. Sorry, I just don't like ships like this).

He proceeded to draw a curly mustache on her upper lip. Trying to put as much detail as eyeliner could do, which was not much. He let go of her face and capped it. "There a mustache,"

She took the pencil from him and grabbed his face. "Okay! Now it's your turn!"

"What? I wanted no part in this!" he yelled as he gently pushed her away.

"No! Stay here!" she yelled back. "You can barely grow any facial hair anyway!"

"Are you questioning my masculinity?"

"Yes, brother. And you won't get mad at me because I'm your little sister and you love me very, very, much,"

"Right now I'm questioning my love for you," he said sarcastically. "I don't love you that much you dum-dum," He would have called her a cold hearted bitch but he just didn't today. He would do it another day when she really pissed him off. Like when she tried to paint his nails when he's most venerable, sleeping.

It took him hours to try to find the nail polish remover that she hid. But Hailey would usually speak up and say, "Hey, pink is your color,"

And then he'd yell at her and say, "Yea, really? Do you know what color suits you the most? The color of fucking blood on your dead body!"

Then she'd end up punching him in the face and yelling, "OH YEA? THE COLOR OF BLOOD ALSO SUITS YOU!"

Then she'd end up trying to kill him.

They were lovely people, really.

Katie often questioned why she even agreed to marry Travis in the first place when she knew that her children she would have would be crazy. The most sane one was Rosalie but she was completely unaware of her surroundings and most of the time she would come home bleeding and she wouldn't notice until you pointed it out and she would look down at the bleeding spot and go, "Oh, how dreadful," and just walk away to do other Rose-like things.

Then Katie would wonder where she got that from until she remembers how Travis could be like that sometimes. Then she would seriously question why she agreed to marry Travis until she remembered this one important detail, she loved him even though she sometimes wanted to kill the man for being such an idiot. But then she'd remember again that he was her idiot (cheesy line is cheesy :P) and as far as she was concerned, she was going to stay with that idiot.

She finished scribbling a mustache on his upper lip and smiled triumphantly. "Ha! It looks awesome,"

He looked into a mirror and saw himself with a curly stereotypical French styled mustache drawn on his upper lip.

"Not that bad," he examined.

"See, I'm not that bad at drawing," she said flipping her hair.

"What are you guys doing?"

They both turned around and they saw their little sister standing there with a very small white cat. What amazed both twins but not their parents that it never grew from that height and just kept as small. Their parents never questioned it so when Kitty strolled into the room Hailey would always shoot questions at her parents. She always got the same answer. From her father: "Go ask your mother." From her mother: "Did your father send you over here? And anyway, I won't tell you."

Then Hailey would just question her further until she saw the look that her mother gave that made her shut up instantly.

Hailey always wondered how her mother could do that. Was it just natural to her or was it years and years of practice. Nonetheless, it always worked on her, her brother, and her younger sister although she almost never used it on Rose since she was always off in her own world.

The twins both looked at each other and both had the same idea spring in their heads. "Hey, Rosie, come here,"

Rose looked at them with her multicolored eyes puzzled but then glided her way over. "What?"

Hailey clutched Rosalie's cheeks with her hands and she gestured for Jacob to go ahead and draw on her upper lip.

"Are you piercing my upper lip?" she asked.

"No, we're just drawing something on you to make you classy," Hailey replied. "No worries, you're already as classy as one person to get but we're trying to break the envelope of classiness,"

"There, done," Jacob announced. Hailey turned Rosalie to the mirror in her room and the 10 year old just stared at herself. The silence was eerily sucking the life out of the room.

Then she started laughing. Both twins sighed in relief and started laughing with her.

Then Hailey got an idea. "Wait, is Mom downstairs?" she asked.

Rose nodded. "Yea, mom and dad are downstairs,"

A crooked smirk crossed her face. "Good,"

Travis was attacking Katie's neck with little nips. "Stop Travis, I can't explain to Gretchen again why they're little marks on my neck and then she'll question why I have sex more than the purposes of making children,"

"Okay, not like I care," he replied as he slowly pinned her on the couch. His hands wandered to the hem of her shirt but then she pushed him off of her. "What was that for? I was about to—"

But she covered his mouth. And moved his head towards the stairs. Their little daughter was hopping down the stairs holding the small white Chimera to her chest. "Hi mom, hi dad," she said dreamily as she continued to hop around towards the kitchen and to the backyard.

What both parents noticed that there was a black drawn on curly mustache on her face. Katie Gardner just stared in wonder and she could feel Travis' smirk against her palm. "You're really pretty you know that?" he said muffed by the hand on his mouth.

He almost never flattered her so she just stared at him and said, "Enough with the flattery,"

He removed her hand and pulled her in for a kiss but just then both twins came running down the stairs with the same curl mustaches on their face.

"Hi mom!" they both chimed as they ran past the corner. They acted like everything was normal even though things weren't. But then again, her children were odd.

Once they left for the backyard Katie Stoll removed his hands from her waist and got off.

"Wait, what about sex?" Travis said almost innocently.

He watched her hips swish back and forth as she walked. He licked his lips and didn't hear what she had to say but then after a while he would retort with a, "Hey! You can't get pregnant anyway!"

"Not today, I don't want to risk having another weird baby with you,"

Awh it was getting hot in Tratie Central. Wow, I should never type that again. But one of the reasons why that whole relationship is lasting so well is because of the sex, but of course they love each other in their weird ways.

And this idea came to me when I was drawing a mustache on myself lol.

Thanks for reading!