A/N: Chapter Four: Crack and pure conversation. See if you can guess which brother is saying what line. I am really not in my fluffy mojo right now so I thought that this would be a bit of humor for the time being until I get it back. This is purely meant to be funny.

So, on a random note, I found the book at my local Disney store and I thought it was so funny when they put rockets on the cat! I was about to get it but it cost $20 so I put it back XD It was super cute and really funny so I high suggest that you guys check it out if you haven't yet.

There are many rules for being a Hamada brother. No one knows this though, because one of the rules clearly states that only brothers get to know about the rules. There is also one another rule dealing with secrecy that both brothers respect, mainly out of fear of the other breaking it. That rule was a plain and simple one that went a little something along the lines of: If its said in confidence, don't tell anyone! The Anyone part of this rule was usually triple underlined with a skull and cross-bones next to it, because some of the things that a Hamada brother knew was something that could be fatal if put into the wrong hands. Aunt Cass's hands, for example, would be pure suicide if she found out anything.

With this rule in set into place, the two brothers quickly became the keeper of each other's most secret of secrets, as well as the blade pointed at the other's neck when ever the situation they were in called for it, such as the one that the boys now found themselves in. Neither were sure exactly how this whole thing begin, but they did know that their aunt's beloved cat was now stuck to the ceiling of the café by a substance that could only be described as something you might find in a science fiction lab. As the two brother's looked between each other and then up at the cat, the mounting tension between the two quickly lead to the start of a rather odd conversation.

"You can not tell Aunt Cass about this!"

"Why not? She'll find out sooner or later."

"She'll kill me with her bare hands though!"

"But she'll kill me too if I don't tell her! I'll be your partner in crime!"

"Which is different from any other day, how- Anyway, you still can't tell her!"

"Better she kill just you and not both of us. I'll miss you greatly though."

"Hey! This is serious! Don't joke about something like this!"

"Yeah, its so dead serious, you know?"

"Stop that! You can't do this to me!"

"Just watch me."

"W-wait! Hold up a second!"

"Hm? Careful, anything you say can and will be held against you in the court of Cass."

"If you tell Aunt Cass, then I'll tell everyone about how you still sometimes wet the bed."

"You wouldn't dare! Thats a secret that I trusted only you with!"

"Oh, but would I, Mr. Still-wears-pull ups?"

"Fine, but if you tell everyone that, then I'll squeal about how you sing broadway musical songs in the shower!"

"I thought I was alone! You can't tell anyone about that!"

"Try to top that one, bro. I honestly dare you."

"Hey, you remember that time you cried for a half an hour while watching Bambi because you thought it was 'so beautiful'?"

"S-shut up! I was having a bad day that time, okay?... And what about when you cried for three hours when we went to see santa in the mall when we were little?"

"Um news flash, idiot, That was still you."

"Oh yeah... Its still not as bad as that time you pissed your pants while you were in high school and Aunt Cass had to come pick you up because you refused to leave the nurse's office."

"How do you remember that!? You weren't even home when it happened."

"I have my ways."

"Well then I'll just have to tell everyone about that time you tried riding a shopping cart down the side of a hill and ended up getting seven stitches in your face."

"I was doing research! And what about that time you ran into a stop sign and I got the only picture of it?"

"You told me you burned that one, you jerk!"

"Well, I lied. Now you have one more chance to top that secret before I go to find Aunt Cass and tell her about what you did to her beloved cat."

"If you tell Aunt Cass about the cat, then I'll... I'll tell everyone your middle name!"

"..."

"..."

"... Fine. I won't tell Aunt Cass, but you still have to get the cat off of the ceiling before she gets home!"

"And you have to keep your mouth shut about that last one or I'll never speak to you again!"

"No promises. I'll just keep this incident locked away in my memory until I need to use it again."

"You're such a jerk!"

"Hey, its not my fault that we have that rule."

"You are the one that came up with that one."

"Shut up. Aunt Cass is going to be home soon so you better get cleaning while I go and find a ladder."

"Fine. But not a word of this, got it?"

"Got it. Crystal clear... Pinky promise, I will not tell a soul as long as you don't."

"Deal. Now go get the ladder so we can get the cat down."

"Fine, if we hurry then we should be able to get most of the café in order before she gets back!"