The camera crew's presence in the house was unnerving for Speed to say the least, he got enough attention already, and he didn't need it as he went for breakfast. However Stu (as the cameraman had introduced himself), was determined to catch everything and followed him, sleepy eyed and in his blue and black pajamas into the kitchen, where lighting and other various cameras were set up, taking note of the family at their breakfast.

He'd always thought that people filmed these shows with hidden cameras…

"Mornin' Speed." Pops greeted, not even bothering to look out from behind his newspaper as his eldest son (that he knew about) sat down beside him, rubbing his eyes.

"Morning," Speed grumbled in replied as Mom handed him a mug of coffee. Notably absent from the table was Spritle, and Chim-Chim. He paused as this fact hit home. "Where's Spritle?" He asked, taking a sip of the coffee and letting out a sigh of contentment.

Pops frowned, lowering his newspaper. "He was here a minute ago…"

The family looked around as Trixie wandered out from the bathroom and into the kitchen, changed into her day clothes, drying her hair with an orange coloured towel. She'd moved into the Racer household on her parent's suggestion since she was always there anyways and worked there. She would head home on weekends to visit her parents when she didn't have work to do on her helicopter or a date with Speed. "Anyone seen my makeup bag? The one with the kittens on it? I seem to have misplaced it."

Mom shook her head and Sparky, Speed, and Pops didn't even bother answering. They never noticed things like that. "Maybe it's under the sink; sometimes I get our stuff mixed up."

"No, I checked there." Trixie replied, lowering the towel and her hair fell into placed, nearly dry, she glared at Stu for a moment and he backed up slowly.

"Never fear, Captain Banana is here and his sidekick Monkeyboy! We'll help you!" Came a commanding voice from behind them. The group turned to see Spritle and Chim-Chim, decked out in masks, bed sheets, and a large amount of shimmery yellow eye shadow that had been adapted into face paint. Speed let out a groan; it was too early for this…

"Spritle! Do you know how much that eye shadow cost?" Trixie moaned as Stu pushed passed her to get a close up of Spritle. Two other cameramen whose names they didn't know followed his lead and one stayed behind to capture Speed's reaction.

Chim-Chim responded with a loud screeching sound and then what could be interpreted as a laugh.

Pops rolled his eyes. "Spritle, get changed right now, the money for that makeup is coming out of your allowance."

"Captain Banana fears you not!" Spritle replied as he bolted out of the room, but not before stopping, winking at the camera and grabbing a hold of Speed's coffee mug and bolting. He was a dedicated brother, yes, but he'd long since discovered that if he ever needed any extra money for candy, he could sell anything of Speed's on eBay. This annoyed his older brother to no end.

"Hey! Bring that back!" Speed insisted, the thought of simply getting a new cup and filling it with more coffee not even entering his mind. He soon took after his little brother, Stu excitedly following.

Spritle jumped over the back of the couch with surprising height, landing on the sofa, and sprinting. Chim-Chim covered him by throwing what appeared to be raisins at the older Racer. Numerous ones caught him in the face and Speed had to throw up his hands to block them. Trixie ran close behind her boyfriend, nearly knocking into him as he paused to figure out what was hitting him.

That was expensive eye shadow, and she wasn't normally the type to lose her temper, but right now all she wanted was the rest of her makeup back before he ruined anything else. "Spritle Racer! Bring me back my stuff!" She faltered for a moment as a raisin hit her in the forehead. "What the-"

"I'll get the monkey." Speed said darkly. "You get my coffee back."

Trixie rolled her eyes. "For heavens sake! Get another mug!"

"I like that one! And I don't want to find it on eBay like the last three!"

"What do you… wait…? You search yourself on eBay?" Trixie asked as Chim-Chim ran off.

Speed seemed rather embarrassed all of a sudden. "Uh… maybe?" There was an awkward silence that was broken by the sound of something breaking and Speed suddenly remembering there was a cameraman right beside him. "Uh-oh…"

The roar of Pop's voice filled the air, "SPRITLE!" There was another few moments silence as it sounded like Spritle was weaving a tale to explain how the crashing noise that was heard was definitely, totally, not even related to him. The fact he'd ran into the table and pushed it over in his attempt to escape from his older brother proved nothing.

Speed and Trixie turned to each other, fairly certain that noise had come from the kitchen and that Spritle had gone the long way around to get there. It also sounded like Mom and especially Pops Racer were not to happy right now and Speed's urge for coffee faded at the thought of having to face a not only early morning grumpy Pops, but an early morning and pissed off at Spritle grumpy Pops. He turned to his girlfriend. "Starbucks?" he offered hopefully.

Trixie giggled as she patted her hair and the cameraman zoomed in on her. "You're in your pajamas. You can't go out in your pajamas."

Speed waved it off as he went over to the door and pulled on a pair of blue and yellow sneakers before retrieving his car keys off of a nearby table. His pajama pants resembled sweatpants anyways, and it was better public humiliation than staying in a house with an angry male Racer. Both he, Pops, and Rex had/had had tempers that were legendary in the neighbourhood, no doubt it was a characteristic Mom was glad Spritle had yet to inherit.

"Meh, I'm famous, they'll love me anyways."

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