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Requested by: PLAINAWESOME

Character: Lifty

Theme: Lifty is tired of being bossed around.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of HTF.

Lifty rubbed his aching head after his less than considerate older brother woke him up by blaring an extremely loud song right into his ears, making him literally jump out of bed: and make him bang his head on the less than comfortable carpet.

He was way still too tired for this type of his brother's antics.

Of course it wasn't really a surprise when Lifty finally opened his eyes that he found his twin at his door snickering to himself and Lifty's expense. Lifty just glared at him, wanting to chew him out, but was still too tired to gather the energy for another argument.

"'Bout time you woke up Lifty! Hah! If it wasn't for that obnoxious trucker growl you call snoring I would've thought you died already!" Shifty laughed to himself, they're signature smug grin plastered to his face. Lifty didn't comment on this and just continued to glare at his brother, taking in all of his insults, huffing slightly.

"Anyway bro," Shifty said throwing a towel at Lifty's face hard enough to make Lifty fall backwards with a yelp. "You should probably get cleaned up in the shower. We can't get through a heist if your stick gives away our position!" Shifty said laughing at his little insult for Lifty.

Rubbing his head again, Lifty picked up the towel, both cursing out his brother as well as being thankful for his big, bushy, tail to break his falls.

His shower was quick and cautious, just to be sure that Shifty didn't plan to mess around with the water temp: Going from freezing, to blazing hot… again.

Despite his fur he dried very quickly and just threw the towel in the laundry shoot for the apartment he and Shifty shared together.

"Yo Lifty! You done with your stupid shower yet?!" He could hear Shifty from the bathroom.

"No I just decided to turn off the water because I wanted to get your hopes up!" Lifty yelled back.

"Well if you're done, get in the kitchen, the room service staff finally wised up and won't deliver food to us anymore!" Shifty yelled back to Lifty.

"Yeah?! Well what do you want me to do about it?!" Lifty yelled back, already knowing the answer, but he figured he might as well give his brother a chance to…

"Because you're making breakfast today moran!" Shifty finally answered. And that was it.

Lifty sighed, but gathered his bearing and stormed out of the bathroom, frustrated beyond all belief.

Why couldn't his older brother take care of things for himself for once? It was always, 'Lifty do this.' Or 'Lifty do that.' He was Shifty's younger TWIN brother for Pete's sake, not his stinking butler. And yet every time he would argue that obvious fact to Shifty he always got the stupid excuse saying that he was preparing for when they get the biggest score ever and they actually DID get a butler. So then what was Lifty supposed to do in the mean time?! Why was he always the target for his older brother's more cruel games?

Sure they both notorious thieves of the town and most say that they take their crimes to new lows. But hey they never intend to actually kill other people. They just do what they want while watching out for each other.

Or at least that's how it's supposed to be.

Lifty had, at this point, lost count at all the times he's been left for dead by his brother, or when something minor went wrong how it was always Lifty's fault. Why? Because in Shifty's head EVERYTHING is Lifty's duty to do. Mapping out the interior of the place they're going to rob, being a look out, filling up the getaway car, doing all of the heavy lifting, etc. Sure it was his namesake to do most of the heavy lifting, but still, in what way does that imply that he's nothing more than a stinking henchman to his older brother.

"There you are Lifty! Geez what took you so long to exit a stinking bathroom? I'm starving here!" Shifty yelled at him.

"Well eat your stupid hat then if you're so hungry! Geez! I didn't realize that making a stupid bowl of cereal was too complex for you." Lifty snapped back at him, knowing how stupid it was to do so, but boy did it feel good.

Shifty's little paws went straight up to that stupid fedora on his head in what looked like a panic.

"You know I would never part with my hat. Jeez Lifty look at us! We're so identical I need to wear a hat for people to differentiate us!" Shifty explained, making something in Lifty's head twitch, but he just scratched it off as his eye twitching.

"Yeah! That's what twins are! Identical siblings… In our case, BROTHERS! We're supposed to look like the other dumbo!" Lifty yelled out at him.

"Whatever." Shifty said then got up from his chair at the table. "I'm going to go see if I can go steal myself I good breakfast. You'd probably cook me something disgusting anyway." Shifty said walking over towards the door.

"Don't destroy the place while I'm out doofus!" Shifty yelled at Lifty opening the door.

"Yeah well don't die trying to leave the building!" Lifty yelled back, feeling an immense feeling of anger at his brother.

Shifty just charged out the door, slamming it behind him.

Lifty started gritting his teeth, practically at the point of growling, but he really wasn't sure any kind of raccoons actually growled.

Feeling around blindly, his hand felt something, breakable. Without thinking, he gripped whatever it was and threw it as hard as he could at the door.

He watched with dark satisfaction as he realized he had grabbed the priceless vase that Shifty stole a while ago that was supposed to be worth "millions" but he had never decided to cash it in. Apparently Shifty grew a bit fond of it, though he would never tell Lifty that and kept telling him: "We need to make this thing so valuable for those idiot researchers, that they'd be willing to pay a fortune for it!"

It was complete and utter bull and Lifty knew it.

But it did feel great to break something that he knew Shifty treasured, more than his younger brother.

And with that thought in mind, Lifty didn't even realize that he had went back to his own room to grab a giant baseball bat that he swiped from Flaky a while ago. He also never realized that he had made it to his brother's room filled with all of Shifty's valuable stuff that would've made the raccoon twins millionaires had Shifty not been as greedy to keep it all for himself and actually use this stuff. Lifty's mind actually went blank as his body started swinging the bat around knocking down, and practically destroying any fragile thing in his path.

Lifty had never felt such release for a rage he had never, ever felt before; especially since it was aimed towards Shifty.

CRASH

Lifty was starting to leave a trail of destruction in his brother's room.

He was tired of being overlooked, of being scapegoat to his own brother, of being less than a brother towards his older twin's eyes.

But more importantly he was tired of being bossed around.

It wasn't until there was nothing left in the room that was valuable to break, that Lifty finally stopped. His breath was heavy at all of the destruction that he's done, as well as it being coupled by the ever growing sense of rage filling him up.

Normally when Lifty would do something, considered, stupid like this, he would instantly regret it and try everything he could to fix the mess before Shifty found out about it. But this time, he barely even registered the thought of doing anything more for that jerk Shifty.

He was still so raged; not even destroying all of Shifty's personal treasures calmed him down.

Lifty's eyes flitted over to a picture frame he somehow missed that held a picture of the two brothers slapping each other on the bag with bags full of money. On the outside, it seemed like they were the perfect set of twin brother thieves. Though the reality of it was that a few minutes after that picture was taken, Shifty apparently saw that, that stupid super squirrel, Splendid had caught up with them. So Shifty grabbed Lifty's share of the heist and pushed him in the direct line of Splendid's wrath.

Even now, he could even hear Shifty yelling at him should he come back to the apartment and find the mess Lifty made.

"Lifty what the hell?! I told you do one thing! And it was to NOT destroy anything!"

His grip on the bat tightened as the inner voice of his commanding older brother still rang in his head.

"Well what are you waiting for, Lifty? An invite?! You made this mess you clean it up!"

Lifty's breathing started getting heavy, while his vision started turning red.

"And since you like destroying MY stuff so much, why don't you go replace it! And you know what, so you don't get the itch to break things again."

Gritting his teeth again, as his rage stormed through his body, Lifty raised the bat and smashed the picture to bits.

He was tired of being bossed around by his own brother.

Well this time, he was going to make sure, that nobody would ever boss him around again.

Shifty came back to the apartment a bit disgruntled, pretty disappointed in the breakfast he managed to swipe.

He sighed.

Lifty really did make better food for the two to eat.

He didn't mean to be such a jerk to Lifty most of the time, but it was very frustrating to him when heist didn't go as planned and it ends up in disaster. It was times when they fought like they did before he left that Shifty wished he had actual friends, or at least someone to vent frustrations with. That didn't mean he didn't see his own little brother as a friend, he just hated that Lifty was the only person in his life that was in his crossfire.

Even if no one believed it, he always felt for venting out against Lifty, as well as orders him around. Sure he made up his excuses to his younger twin, but the truth was just something he would never, ever admit to anyone.

Shifty may have been the elder of the two but it was always Lifty who was always the reliable one. When they were nothing more than kits, every time Shifty stumbled, Lifty was always there to help him.

But with time Shifty started taking that for granted when he would vent out against him since he had no one else to vent to.

Shifty sighed again.

He was going to have to apologize to Lifty… again. If there was one thing either of the twins hated more than having a heist fail, was apologizing. And in Shifty's case he would always try to cover up his sincerity with sarcasm.

Opening the door carefully he took caution just in case Lifty was seething at him, probably planning some kind of revenge prank.

"Lifty? Hey look whatever your planning save it for someone else. Look I know that this morning wasn't exactl-" Shifty was cut off when a hard, blunt object was smashed onto his head, cutting off his words, and having him face plant to the floor with a loud thud. Thankfully, though, it didn't hit him hard enough to make him black out.

Groaning, his rubbed his green furred paw on his head, grateful for his hat for the umpteenth time since it helped cushion the blow.

"What the… LIFTY?!" Shifty exclaimed seeing a wide eyed Lifty glaring at him with a face of malice he had never seen on Lifty before.

Not sure what to do, Shifty decided to laugh a bit nervously, hoping that he was just a victim to Lifty's prank.

"Heh heh… Got me good bro… Now if you could just put the bat down and put that scary face away, that would be…" His words were cut off yet again when Lifty swung the bat the hit Shifty's square in the face, knocking him back a few feet.

Shifty spit out a glob of blood, and what he presumed was a tooth.

"Lifty what the hell?! What was that for?! Tell me!" Shifty yelled at his younger brother.

It was as if Lifty didn't hear him. He just walked closer to him, holding the bat in a swinging stance, and from what Shifty could tell, was revving up for a powerful blow.

"L-l-lifty st-stop!" Shifty called out, a bit scared for his life at this point.

Lifty just swung the bat, practically dislodging half of his teeth and breaking his heart shaped nose.

"No, please stop! Lifty stop!" Shifty kept yelling at his brother, earning him yet another whack to the head, practically turning his head into a mass of blood.

"Lifty, stop! You're going to kill me! Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!" Shifty kept on yelling, never realizing his mistake as his brother kept advancing on him with the bat.

All the throughout the beating Lifty didn't say one word which had Shifty on edge wondering what had plagued his mind. Why wouldn't he stop? Why was he killing his older brother?

But those where the farthest thought's from Lifty's mind.

All that was on his mind was the sickening joy he felt as his swung the bat harder and harder towards his tyrant of a brother's head. He enjoyed the sight of the blood gushing out from his skull every time the bat made contact. How his face and head kept getting more and more deformed, and after a awhile, stopped looking a like a head at all.

Lifty even started enjoying the change in sound from his brother commanding him to stop, to the crunch of bone from his bat, and then finally, to the horrid, yet extremely pleasant squishy sound it made after Shifty stopped screaming. Like the sound of meat being, "tenderized" at a butchers.

Oh, Lifty knew Shifty was long since dead at this point, but still he kept hitting him with the bat, never feeling satisfied with this death. His rage was still trying to find release.

Then he heard a scream.

Turning around he found a couple of the maids who worked in the hotel.

Grinning maliciously, Lifty raised his now bloody bat, coated in his brother's flesh, and reached for a good length of rope.

The maids were frozen stiff. They knew the twins were thieves sure, but they never thought that they would…

BAM!

After a long, grueling, blood coated couple of hours, Lifty finally stood triumph over the mounds of dead flesh beneath his feet and the blood dripping down his green fur.

A true smile was on his face that he hadn't felt in a long, long, time.

Walking over all of the corpses, his grin only got wider every time he stepped on an arm or leg and instantly heard it snap under his foot, or when he heard the disgusting sound of the organs and raw flesh squishing underneath his weight. He made it back to his apartment, the still, bloody mess that was once his brother still lay there in a mess of flesh, bone and brain bits.

Lifty smirked at the sight and picked up the discarded fedora and started tearing it to pieces. He spat at the remains, as well as the corpse of Shifty, before he walked back to his room, ready to take what would be the best sleep in his entire life.

"I don't think you have the power to control me anymore," Lifty said before turning off the lights. "Brother."

After those words, Lifty fell asleep, perfectly content for the first time in a long time.

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