SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!! Horrible writer's block/really busy/I just never really got around to it. Enjoy!!

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"Come with me!" said the Ice-cream snowman. "We must save the Chocolate Fountain from running dry!"

"Wait up Mr. Wiggles" Kyler yelled after the snowman. "I have to get umbrellas!"

"Good point!" Exclaimed Mr. Wiggles. "We'll need the sword of Chicago to defeat the dragon!"

"Where's the sword??" Kyler asked

"IN THE LAND OF ISRAEL!!!!" The snowman burst into flames and died.

Kyler opened one eye. He was lying in his bed now, trying to remember the crazy dream he just had. Something to do with Umbrellas…and chocolate…. Was all he could remember. He heard laugher. It was close to him. He groggily turned to the side, Colton rolling on the floor nearly in tears.

"Dude…dude..you…" Colton returned to his hysterical laughter. He was inconsolable. Kyler was too asleep to even try and understand his half brother. He couldn't accomplish this when he was fully awake, nonetheless still asleep for all he knew.

"What…the fuck…." Colton gasped in between fits of laughter. "were you dreaming about…. AND WHO'S MISTER WIGGLES" He returned to his fit of laughter. Kyler, now awake, got out of his bed, and walked on top of his sibling on his way to the bathroom. His foot purposely landed on his gut, knocking the wind out of Colton. And he struggled to get breathe, Kyler closed the bathroom door and did his business.

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I hate Sundays. Kyler thought. Every other day of the week is fine, really. Except Tuesdays. Monday is great. I don't get why nobody likes Mondays. Mondays are great because you get to brag to everyone about how great your weekend was. By Tuesday, everyone's already heard the all the stories 8 times. Wednesday is okay because it's the day before the day before Friday, so it's kinda like it's almost Friday. Thursday IS the day before Friday, and Friday is Friday. Sunday sucks though. Homework day. Damnit.

Kyler lugged out his binder and his agenda book. He frowned. Something wasn't right. His watched beeped twice, signaling the hour. 1:00, and Cody wasn't he-

Kock-knock.

Kyler smiled. Right on time. He walked over and opened the door. Cody stood there with a goofy grin, his button-down shit neatly ironed and clean, and…untucked. "You're shirt's untucked." Kyler pointed out, letting his friend in.

"I thought I'd dress casually." Cody explained. Kyler grinned. He knew his friend too well.

The two met every Sunday for homework. Cody usually always knew what he was doing in terms of schoolwork. It was mostly an excuse for the two to hang out, that and Kyler's incompetence when it came to schoolwork on the weekend. The two sat down at the kitchen table and dumped out their homework. Cody of course, didn't dump. He piled neatly, but that was assumed.

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"So…what's the quadratic equation??" Kyler asked for the fifth time, scratching his head. He looked toward his friend. Cody kept staring. "Dude…." Kyler was severely confused now. "Coooody." He waved his hand in front of his friends face, who just kept staring blankly at him. Cody jumped, returning to reality with a jolt.

"Sorry…" He said. "I just kinda noticed….you have really nice eyes." He said smiling. Kyler just smiled back at him. This wasn't anything out of the ordinary.

"You've mentioned that." He said returning to his homework. Whoever decided to put letters into Math… Kyler thought. Is public enemy numero uno if you ask me. Why don't we just add smiley faces and suits from decks of cards…

"Done!" Cody slammed his book closed with a loud THUMP. Kyler just gaped in amazement, Cody continued to grin from ear to ear.

"You're not serious."
"I am. All done. Every subject. All of it." Kyler looked at the clock. 1:45.

"That took you 45 minutes?!" He was in obvious disbelief.

"Well I took a 10 minute break getting something to eat." Cody mentioned modestly. All of the sudden, a loud bang echoed throughout the suite. Cody and Kyler both looked up immediately, trying to figure out where it had come from.

"I'm going to figure out…" Kyler stammered.

"Yeah I'll come with you." Cody finished. They looked in the fridge, in case food had fallen. Nothing. Nothing in either bedroom was messed up, no shelves had fallen and no piece of furniture had even been touched since everyone had awoken that morning. Only one place left to search: The closet. The two boys crept toward the closet as if a werewolf were to jump out of it. With one steady motion Cody swung the door open.

Inside, Colton and Kelsey quickly turned toward the boys. Colton's hair was quite the jumbled mess, and Kelsey's didn't look too shabby, either. With Kelsey against the wall of the closet, the two closet-dwellers were at a loss for words. Colton's hands hadn't even moved from around her waist. "I….we…it….science…..book report….." They both stammered to find an alibi. Kyler just pointed to the front door with a finger, and a Kelsey meekly ducked around the boys, whispered her goodbyes, and disappeared out the door.

An awkward silence stunk in the air until Colton held up his fist with a smile. "Come on bro, pound it!" He insisted. He looked disappointed at Kyler's refusal to comply. "Aw come on!" He protested, as Cody and Kyler walked away. "Give me my props!!"