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The young spiez gathered around the kitchen table, but with another teen; Tammy. The blond looked side to side obviously trying to look for Tawny- It was basically the whole reason she had come in the first place. Her glossy pink lips pursed sourly as she sat down in a chair that Lee had pulled out for Megan. The brunette shrugged and walked around the table to another chair.

" So, now that everyone's awake… I guess I should make cereal or something? " Megan suggested, grinning brightly and leaning on a chair next to Tammy's. Tony raised an eyebrow at the suggestion and pushed in the chair that he was in the process of pulling out.

" I'll just cook something. " He replied, already making his way to the kitchen. Tammy looked a bit disturbed and immediately narrowed her eyes.

" Tony in the kitchen? I hope we don't all die in a fire. " She squeaked, her high voice sounding more irritated than it usually did.

" You'd be surprised, he's actually pretty good at cooking!* " Megan beamed, shrugging her shoulders. Marc yawned and stretched, then focused on the annoyed drama queen sitting at the table.

" If it bugs you, I'll go supervise the little one. " He stated, waving his hand in the air dismissively. The blond rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, nodding her head afterwards. And so, Marc left the group as well and headed for the kitchen.

Megan's P.O.V

Rad! I mean… OMG, this is totally cool. Tammy is having the funnest time ever- I can so tell! I grimace to myself. Lies. All lies. She's dying with each passing second.

How can I impress her? I have just got to get invited to upcoming parties… I can't be a stumbling block to myself. Well, maybe Tony can cook up some decent food for us and she'll want to come back.

It's my last hope.

Is Lee drooling over Tammy right now? Ew.

I quickly race up behind him and smash him over the head with my fist.

" Idiot! " I roar, angrily fisting my hand.

" Ow, Geez! Why'd you do that? " He complains, rubbing the spot where I really hit him hard.

" I saw that! " I reply, looking over at Tammy to see what she's doing.

Smiling.

I've done it!

Okay wait, now she's looking at me funny.

" Hey Lee? " She asked sneakily.

" Yes? "

" Could you tell me a bit about Megan's secret? "

Marc's P.O.V

Holy shit… It smells amazing in here right now. Incase you don't know, Tony is cooking! It's amazing. He's actually really good at this. Hey, it may only be pancakes; but I saw him put way more than just flour in there.

He's just rushing all over the kitchen, grabbing batter, than pans, then this and that. He's impressive.

And yet again, I'm obsessing over his every little move.

Am I really in love with him…?

No, He's my brother; And I am NOT gay.

I sigh to myself and lean against the kitchen's counter. This is bad, Really bad.

Maybe I just need to cut myself off from him. Go run away or something. No; That would do no good- Jerry would find me in no time.

Being around him today makes my heart bump faster,

my mouth get dryer,

my-

" Marc! " Tony yells, waving in front of my face. Apparently I've been zoning out a lot lately. But, I'm snapped out of it now.

" What is it? " I ask; trying to act like I did not turn myself on with thoughts.

" You've got your hand about an inch deep in strawberry toast… " He explains, pointing at my now glossy pink hand. I immediately snatch my hand up, cursing under my breath; but now tony is giggling as quietly as possible.

He's so cute when he laughs.

God, quit it Marc!

I'm pissing myself off.

" Shut up you! " I growl playfully, smearing some jelly on his cheek. He gasps, and furrows his eyebrows.

" It's on! " He replies, laughing happily and picking up the toast.

" No fair! You can't use that! " I complain, blocking myself in case he throws it. He grins and smashes it all over my arms; since they were the only things blocking me. Somehow, jelly managed to make its way onto my face. I smile and scoop up the sticky red gel off of my arm and rub it in his face.

Well you get the point,

this carries on for awhile.

By the end, were covered in Jam- And the food is just laying around.

" Should we take this out? " Tony asks, licking some strawberry pieces off of his index finger.

" Megan will kill us if she sees us like this! " I respond, pointing at his now bright pink shirt. Maybe he shouldn't have worn white this morning.

-\

Nara.

Tony and Marc snuck out from the kitchen and towards their shortly shared room. They were absolutely, dreadfully, dirty. Having a jelly fight wasn't a very common thing, and the clark parents were out this morning so it was lucky for them.

Marc looked over at his sibling, who was still busy at licking up what ever sweet jam he could find. Dirty ideas and thoughts invading the mind of the boy genius.

He irritatedly grabbed at his hair, tugging on it softly. Why oh why was he thinking such things lately.

He gently grabbed the raven's hand and held it up to his mouth. Tony's eyes widened, and his face turned a light shade of pink, all the way up to his ears.

A hot tongue emerged from Marc's mouth and onto the young boys palm, sliding slowly down to his wrist.

" Marc stop! " Tony yelped nervously, snatching his hand back. Marc narrowed his eyes angrily, and pinned his brother against the door.

" You wanted this didn't you? " Marc hissed, getting annoyed.

" Well yeah but… Not like this. I don't think I'm ready! " Tony admitted, his eyes shimmering in the dimly lit room.

Marc sighed and turned away.

" Then don't expect anything from me Tony. You tell me you want something with me and then tell me to stop? That really pisses me off. But; Whatever " He sneered, pulling away and walking towards his bed.

" But Marc- "

" No buts- "

" I love you… " The raven cried, sliding to his knees.

Marc's eyes lowered to the ground.

Marc loved Tony,

and that's why he'd been acting like a jerk…

It all made sense now.

" I love y- "

" OH EM GEE! " A ear piercing shriek emerged from the kitchen.

* I have no idea if Tony can cook. DEAL WIFF IT. XD

Ummm, yeah. Drama. Angst. Lol.

OMG I'M MAD. Marc was gonna say I love you! D; stupid shriek.

Oh well, We'll see what happens in the next chapter! Who knows…? (:

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