Chapter Seven
Coco Loco
"Nicolas!! Where is he, where is he!!" Kevin yelled through the house.
Nick popped up in the living room by the fireplace, "I'm right here Kevin."
"Why haven't you cleaned the garage yet, you know Joe and I can't rehearse until you do," Kevin said pulling his brother up.
"I was going to do it as soon as I finished the fireplace," Nick said just as the soot blew out at him, covering him.
"You were suppose to do that first, that surgery may have ruined your singing voice but that doesn't mean the band waits all day for you to clean out our rehearsal area," Kevin said sounding annoyed.
"You know Kevin I'm getting better, I have been practicing, here listen to this," Nick said as he tried to sing Just Friends, he's voice cracking badly.
Kevin covered his ears, and put his hand over Nick's mouth, and said, "Never-do that again."
Nick nodded Kevin's hand still on his mouth, "Okay," Nick said muffled through his brother's hand.
"Oh, there you are Nick, have you cleaned out the garage yet?" Joe asked as he walked into the living room.
"No he hasn't," Kevin said before Nick could answer.
"But guys I was just-," Nick began.
"Save it Nick, here comes our star, Frankie how's the voice today?" Joe asked as little Frankie walked into the room.
"It's great Joe, I'm ready for that concert tonight, I don't even have to rehearse, can we just go so we're not late?" Frankie asked not even looking at Nick.
"Yeah that's a good idea, mom and dad are going to meet us there in thirty minutes, but Nick this doesn't get you off the hook for the garage, it better be cleaned out by the time we get back," Kevin said as he grabbed his car keys and the three boys headed for the door.
"But-I want to go to the concert too, come on guys, its not like I'm not glued to a coat rack," Nick called after his brothers, just then a coat rack appeared in his hand, "Then again, maybe I am glued to a coat rack."
Nick sighed as he tried to sit down on the couch, the coat rack getting caught on the side of it. "I knew it; I knew it, stupid surgery."
"Nick, there you are, did your brothers leave already?" a voice came from the stairs.
"Mom, I thought you were at the concert already," Nick said looking up at his mother.
"Are you alright?" his mother asked as she sat down beside him.
"Am I alright? I've lost my singing voice, all my brothers treat me like dirt, and I'm glued to a coat rack," Nick said as pointed to the rack at his side, "Oh yeah, I'm just great."
"It's your dream sweetie, if you don't like it, change it," his mother said smiling.
"It's not that easy," Nick said, just as the rack disappeared, "Or maybe it is."
"Why are you dreaming so crazy tonight Nick?" his mother asked then she snapped her fingers, "Your older brothers gave you some of their loco hot coco before bed again didn't they, they know what sugar does to you."
"Mom, their coco has never made me dream like this before, I don't know what's causing it," Nick said with a sigh.
"I do, it's because you're so worried about that surgery tomorrow," his mother said putting her arm around him.
"Mom you saw the way the guys treated me, I'm not even their brother anymore, they hate me," Nick said crossing his arms in front of him and resting his head on his knees.
"Oh good grief, Kevin, Joe, Frankie come back in here please," their mother said, the boys came back in smiling; Nick was beginning to get confused.
"If he loses his voice in the surgery tomorrow, will you hate him?" their mother asked looking at the three other boys.
"Are you kidding, of course not," Joe said with a smile.
"Nick we're your brothers, we love you, and we loved you way before we became the Jonas Brothers," Kevin said sitting down beside Nick and putting his arm around him.
"Then why were you guys just treating me like dirt a few minutes ago?" Nick asked turning to see his brothers at the same time.
"It's your dream," Kevin and Joe said together.
"I could never really take you place Nick, you are not replaceable," Frankie said with a giggle.
"I think I'm getting it now," Nick said with a smile.
"You see sweetie, you're brothers love you, and they will love you after the surgery, if you have your voice or not, but you don't have to worry about that, everything is going to be fine," Their mother said with a smile.
"You know, I'm that scare anymore," Nick said as he stood up.
"Good, now will you say good night to your brothers and get some sleep, I'll see you in the morning," and with that his mother turned around and went upstairs.
"Don't worry Nick everything is going to be fine, really," Kevin said as the four brothers shared a group hug.
"I know, now that I know you guys are with me no matter what, thanks," Nick said with a grin.
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Nick suddenly woke up, he was facing the clock it read 3:30am, Nick thought back on the dream and smiled. He was about to roll over when he noticed a hand at his side, he looked closer and saw that it was Kevin. He was on his knees by Nick's bed using his robe as a pillow. "I must have been talking in my sleep again," Nick thought, Kevin only did that if Nick was dream talking, he only woke Nick up if he started yelling. Nick smiled that was probably what changed his dream to the better. Good old Kevin always knew when to help his brothers.
"Thanks Kevin, for everything big brother, see you in the morning," Nick said with a smile and instead of rolling over scooted down on his pillow closer to Kevin and fell asleep once again.