"You lose!"
Their younger, blonde headed brother let lose a giggle as he watched his older siblings stare at each other with intensity. Neither boy liked to lose, especially to each other.
"Rematch! Butch cheated!" the red head of the group growled.
"Cheated? You're just mad that you lost!"
"I didn't lose! You cheated!"
"I'm not a cheater you liar!"
Brick's eyes glazed over with a fierce hatred. Brick was not a liar. He may have been a criminal, one-third of a trio of the reincarnates of evil, and maybe even a brat at times, but he didn't lie.
Not often, at least.
"FINE! Next winner is the king of all games-"
" and has to comb Mojo's back hair for a week!" Boomer added in, interrupting Brick.
Butch and Brick stared at each other. Butch was quiet, taking in his chances.
"Fine."
The two brothers stood in front of each other and were sizing the other up. Boomer flew over head and spoke clearly.
"On your marks, get set, GO!"
Immediately the two siblings sucked in a large amount of air and held their breaths as Boomer counted.
"one,…four,….elevendy six,….."
The two rivals eyes met.
Red and green.
Brick walked directly in front of Butch and smiled as Butch looked puzzled.
The redhead balled his fist and slammed it into his brother's stomach, causing the raven haired child to fly through the wall, losing his breath.
Brick smirked and turned to Boomer as he turned to leave the room.
"I win."
