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A/N: A few chapters after this one will be based on episodes from different seasons, please forgive me for mistakes!
Kyra descended the stairs, still rubbing sleep out of her eyes. The smell of eggs and bacon had awoken her from her sleep only a few moments before. For a moment, she thought of the previous night's events as nothing more then a dream. This was quickly dashed as she saw the makeshift bed on the couch and Cole's backpack near his pillow.
It wasn't that she disapproved of Cole, in fact her initial contact and interactions with him had gone very well. It was that she hadn't had very much interaction with him all. Kyra didn't have a doubt that Cole had habits, thoughts, and opinions that had yet to be reviled. After all, he wouldn't be the first sibling to annoy her.
"Ah Kyra, your awake," said Reba as she walked into the kitchen. Reba stood behind the counter cooking while Jake sat at the end of the island waiting on toast to pop out of the toaster. Cole sat at one of the seats along the island. He had showered and borrowed a pair of shorts and a t-shirt from van. His hair retained more red now that it was clean. Kyra took the seat next to Cole and waited for the food to be finished cooking.
"How do you like your eggs Cole?" asked Reba as she worked the eggs. Cole blinked once as he raised his head from the palms of his hands.
"Anyway is good," he said.
"So what do plan on doing today?" asked Kyra as she raised a glass of orange juice to her lips. Cole shrugged before he returned his chin to his palms.
"I don't know after the trip to the doctor's office. Is there a library around here?" he asked. Kyra nearly spat her orange juice as she struggled to keep from choking.
"I know of one, we'll check it out after the doctor's office," she said. Cole grinned slightly, knowing that they had a lot in common. Cheyenne entered the kitchen and approached Kyra.
"Your in my seat," she said, expecting Kyra to move. Kyra looked around the kitchen before looking at Cole.
"Do you hear someone talking?" she asked. Cole shrugged.
"Must be the wind," came his reply. Cheyenne crossed her arms and took a stance.
"Mom this is ridicules, not only are there two of Kyra now but the freeloader is stealing Van's clothes," she said in a winning tone. Reba glared at her eldest daughter.
"I gave him the clothes to wear, what did you expect his old clothes were in ruins," she replied. The door opened and Barbra Jean walked in.
"Morning neighbors, I just stopped by to give the newest member of our family a mini angel and a hug," she said, placing a small angel statuette on the counter and advancing on Cole with arms held out. Cole looked between Kyra and Reba with his eyebrow cocked.
"Seriously, how is possible that she's not being swarmed with squirrels?" he asked. Kyra shrugged.
"I don't know, but if I were you I'd stay out of arm's reach with her. Once she gets a grip she never lets go," said Kyra. Cole returned his attention to the advancing blonde.
"Run?"
"Run." Cole turned and sprinted out of the kitchen with Barbra Jean following close behind. They ran through the living room and out the front door, with Cole jumping onto the edge of the porch and over the bushes next to the porch. Barbra Jean ran out and around the bushes in an effort to follow. Brock entered the kitchen while everyone else was watching the chase occur.
"What are we looking at?" he asked. No one looked at him.
"Cole doesn't like hugs," said Kyra as Cole came running back into the living room. Barbra Jean came running behind him.
"I told you I don't like hugs!" Cole hollered as he ran into the kitchen, slipped passed Brock, and ran out the back door. Barbra Jean followed, plowing through Brock as she barreled out the door.
"You ok coach?" asked Van as he hurried in, carrying Elizabeth. Brock groaned as he haled himself to his feet.
"I say we sign both of them up for football," he said as everyone began to head out the door. Outside, Barbra Jean was attempting to climb onto one of the car's hood while Cole knelt on the roof of the garage. Kyra grinned when she saw Cole.
"Sweet, I got a twin and he's a free runner," she said. Reba chuckled slightly.
"How did you get up there?" she asked. Cole merely shrugged.
"What can I say? I guess you got to be on your toes in this family," came his reply. Cole lowered himself over the gutter along the edge of the garage's roof and let go, landing on his feet with ease. Like a bull, Barbra Jean turned and charged Cole. But Reba jumped in her way.
"Barbra Jean, I'm sure that Cole will give you a hug when he's ready, but right now he's still getting use to us so can you please knock this off?" she asked. Reluctantly, Barbra Jean finally stopped. She panted as she was out of breath, while Cole hardly breathed like he had so much as walked.
"Thanks for the Angel, by the way," he said. Barbra Jean nodded as she bent over and put her hands on her kneecaps as she breathed hard. Brock turned his attention to Cole.
"Please tell me your going out for sports," he said. Cole simply went and stood next to Kyra.
"No, I never was big on sports. I prefer books," he said. Brock and Van's jaws dropped while Reba and Kyra grinned.
"Well I put a whole bunch of food on, be a shame if it all burned before any of us could get a bite," said Reba everyone but Brock and Barbra Jean began to head back into the kitchen.