Lillian giggled as she jumped into a swing, trying to kick her legs to make it start. Problem was, she was six, and not to good on kicking them together to make the swinging motion. Huey cracked a smile and pulled the chain back slightly, letting it go and letting her swing forward. She smiled big at him from over her shoulder.

"Wanna swing with me?"

There was a pause. How many times did this happen with Jazmine when they were kids? Too many. Huey never liked swinging… it seemed stupid. He tentatively reached out and took hold of the swing and took a seat. He gave himself a little push with his foot, rocking back and forth.

He felt stupid.

"So… you and David are good friends, huh?"

"Yeah," She smiled, "He's my only friend… but… he kinda thinks I'm weird, too,"

"Well…" Huey started, "Maybe you shouldn't throw sharp stuff at him anymore,"

"But he always wanna do it!" She exclaimed defensively, "He could tell me no if he wanted to,"

Huey smirked, "I don't think he can,"

"Why not?" Her big eyes looked up at him pathetically.

"You'll figure it out," Huey said simply.

Lillian jumped off the swing and dashed across the park, she leapt herself onto the merry go round, making it spin slightly. She laughed and looked back to Huey, "Can you push me?"

Huey stood up, walked casually over and took a bar into his large hand. He pulled it back and shoved it hard. It spun at relative speed, making Lillian laugh out, "Faster!" She urged.

He took it as it came back through and shoved it harder. Another shrill laugh escaped the six year old's mouth as she commanded him again, "Faster! Faster!"

Huey did as he was told. Lillian bit her lip and tried to stand up on her shaky knees. Huey flinched and was about to tell her to stay seated but was interrupted by her getting up on a bar in the center and leaping off of it. She landed on the ground with a proud face. She spun back to face the dumbfounded Huey. She threw her arms in the air and smiled proudly, "Ta da!"

"uh…"

"Hey! Lets play a game!" She exclaimed, her foot falling back behind her and her hands coming up into a curled fist, "Sparring is fun!"

Huey blinked, "Are you kidding?"

"You're probably more fun than David," She informed him, running forward and jumping up to deliver a sharp kick to Huey's face. He stumbled back in shock, holding onto his cheek. Hm. He knew he shouldn't have been so surprised by this… but he was.

She jumped up again, about to kick again, but before her foot collided with his face, his hand came up and grabbed hold of her ankle. She yelped in surprise and found herself pushed back. She arched her back and landed on her hands only to bounce up off of her palms and landing on her foot.

"You are more fun!" She cheered. She ran forward again, striking a few kicks at his torso, all were deflected by Huey's lower arm. He jumped over her and ducked just in time to avoid another head kick.

He stood up quickly and grabbed her around her torso, her back facing him. She started kicking and shaking. Huey just laughed slightly and shoved her little body into one of his arms to cradle her like a baby, using his other hand to tickle her a bit. Something he could still recall his own grandfather doing to him when they would rough house a bit… Of course, Huey was three when that happened.

She laughed out hysterical. She tried desperately to escape his grasp, only to find she was falling deeper into it.

"Aint dat a perrty pictah," A sarcastic voice spat.

Both Huey and Lillian looked up to see a very large black man with a dark glare on his face.

"Uncle Riley!" Lillian chirped.

"Riley?" Huey couldn't hold back his smile. He really did miss his brother. Lillian hopped out of his arms as Huey walked over to his younger brother, "You look grea-"

Before Huey could finish, a fist went slamming into his face. He stumbled back slightly, cradling his now welting cheek.

"Uncle Riley!" Lillian gasped in horror.

"You's such a bitch!" Riley spat. Before anything else could be said, a fist went slamming into Riley's mouth. He fell back.

Riley wiped the blood off of his lip and threw another punch. Huey dodged it and delivered an upper cut. Riley got hit and fell back again. He recovered quickly and slammed a good punch in Huey's gut. Huey recoiled with a round house kick.

The two were at a pause, glaring at the other. Suddenly, Riley smiled and Huey smirked.

"Man! After all these years I can STILL kick your ass!" Huey pointed out.

"Shut up, Punk!" Riley spat back, but a smile still evident on his face, "You got a few lucky shots. Ats all!"

Lillian was sporting the Huey Freeman trademark eyebrow pop. Riley looked at her and gave her a smile.

"Hey lil baby! How ya been?"

She forgot her puzzlement and just assumed it was nothing. She leapt onto Riley's knee, smiling widely at him, "Good, Uncle Riley! You got me a present?"

"You know me too well," Riley smirked, taking out something from his pocket. He watched as Lillians eyes got wide as she grabbed hold of the shiny new device.

"Wow! Brand new Shurikins! Thanks Uncle Riley!!"

"Picked em up in china town," Riley shrugged, ruffling the top of her hair playfully. He looked up at Huey with a grin, "Freaky, aint it?"

Huey shook his head, "More than you could imagine,"

"Well… Lets go, bro," Riley placed his hands on Huey's shoulders, "Time fo' church!"

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I so love Riley. XD

Still wondering why Huey called him?

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