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This is story number thirty-seven. It was requested by Halliwell Corbett.

Mike and Leo

By

Eileen (Psycho Tangerine)

"There," said Mike in satisfaction as he put the finishing touches on his hair. He adjusted his tie then went into the living room and pulled the corsage from behind the sofa where he had hidden it. He looked left and right, then with a sigh of relief, opened the front door and stepped out of the house. It looked like he'd be able to get to the junior prom without disruption after…

"Mike! Mike! Mike!"

The sixteen-year-old froze with a groan. "What is it, Leo?" He asked with a fake smile as his little brother ran towards him and jumped on his back. "Leo!" cried Mike. "Don't do that! You'll mess up my hair!"

"Ooh! Where're you going?" asked the eleven year old. "You got a date? Mikey's got a da-ate! Mikey's got a da-ate!" He began dancing around making kissing sounds.

Mike rolled his eyes. He was so glad he hadn't invited his date over the house. He had already lost four girlfriends and he was certain it was because of Leo. He didn't realize it was due more to his own over protectiveness. He actually insisted on pre-chewing one girl's dinner so that she wouldn't choke.

Mike pointedly ignored his brother as he headed towards this dad's car. He kept leaving hints such as car ads and toy cars on his parents' bed in hopes of getting his own car for his seventeenth birthday, but until then he was stuck with his dad's Yugo.

"Hey Mike!" called Leo. "Don't forget to give her some perfume!" He tossed a bottle he had grabbed from his mom's dresser towards his big brother. After all, he had to help. The sooner he got Mike married off, the sooner he could have the Nintendo all to himself.

"Aaaaaaaah!" screamed Mike as the bottle hit him and spilled all over his shirt. "Great! Now I smell like some kind of flower! Leo!!" He turned and glared at Leo.

"Whoops!" said Leo. "Well, at least you don't stink like you usually do. I bet she'll like your pretty smell."

Mike closed his eyes and counted to ten. He couldn't throttle Leo like he wanted to. The last time he had gone after his brother, his parents had grounded him for three months. It didn't matter that Leo had shredded and English paper that had take Mike two months to research and used it for his hamster's cage. And to make matters worse all Leo had to do was say "sorry." He never got grounded. Mike didn't realize that was because his frazzled parents were more than happy to have their younger son out of the house as often as possible, and too worn out to think of other punishments.

"Hey, Mike!" called Leo as he watched his brother open the car door. "Mike! Mike! Mike! Mike!"

"What?" asked Mike through gritted teeth.

"Give her a kissy for me!" Leo doubled over in laughter.

"Whatever," Mike sat in the car and placed the key in the ignition…well attempted to. "What the hell?" He looked at the ignition. "Why is there red play dough in here?"

"Oh, so that's what I did with it," said Leo as Mike began scraping at it with a pen while mumbling some choice words. "Ooh, Dad will ground you if he hears those naughty words."

"Great," grumbled Mike as he flung the now broken pen to the car floor. "Another date ruined."

Leo frowned. This just wouldn't do. He already had his eye on Mike's room. He thought for a second. "Oh! I know!" He ran into the house.

Mike got out of the car. He would have to find her number and call her. He didn't want to think of what her younger brother would do to him. Jason Scott was reputed to be the toughest kid in the eighth grade. He sent a silent prayer that his application for the GSA would get accepted. He heard they would be traveling to outer space in another six years or so. He wanted to get as far away from Leo as possible. Luckily for him, this would be one place that Leo wouldn't be able to follow him.

"Mike! "cried Leo as he ran back out of the house with a cup in his hands. "Don't worry, I'll fix it! I'll get the play dough out!" He jumped into the car and tossed the contents of the cup on the ignition. "That should do it!" Leo grinned. "Yeeeeeep!" he squealed as Mike yanked him out just before any of the acid he had just melted the ignition with could drip on his leg.

"Are you insane?!" screamed Mike. "You just destroyed Dad's car! I'll be grounded until I graduate!"

"Sorry?" said Leo who was shocked at his usually calm brother's anger.

"Sorry? Sorry? Where did you get that stuff? Who in their right mind would give a kid caustic acid? How come the cup didn't melt?"

"Oh, I just swiped it from this dorky girl at the science fair last Friday," answered Leo. Little did he know that Kendrix was busy inventing an automatic wedgie robot to go after the "little creep."

Mike sighed and then ran into the house. Leo could overhear some of his phone conversation as it floated out the door.

"Sorry! What can I do?"

"Honest, it is car problems! No, there's no one else!"

"I'll have to walk. Are you still coming? With who? So what if he has a Chevy!"

Leo flinched as Mike slammed the receiver down.

"Well, I'm out of here," grumbled Mike as he exited the house again. He started heading down the sidewalk.

"Where are you going?" asked Leo as he ran after Mike.

Mike paused. "I'm going to the prom. I have to do something fun before I get grounded again." All his dreams of a new car were flying out the window.

"I hope they got chocolate chip cookies," commented Leo enthusiastically. "I love chocolate chip cookies!"

Mike grabbed Leo's arm. He dragged him back and opened the front door. "Mom!" he called "Can you get Leo? I have to go mow!" There was no reply.

"Dad! Leo's bothering me. Can he help you in the garage?" There was still no reply.

"Mom? Dad?" Mike called again.

"Oh, I forgot to give you this." Leo handed Mike a note.

"Mike, we are going to Las Vegas for the week. Take care of Leo. Mom and Dad."

"What?!" cried Mike. "Agggghhhh! No wonder they seemed so happy this morning!"

"Yay! We get to be buddies all week!" Leo danced around happily.

Mike just stood there banging his head over and over on the door jamb.