Note: Oh wow a Chapter Two. I am actually planning on posting up four chapters for this first round and then after that it will be two chapters every saturday.
Previously:
Dave wasn't too heavy, so Bro wasn't all that bothered, despite the fact that he had nothing to do, besides lay there with his brother in his arms. So he did just that.
Chapter Two
At some point in the night Dave had let go of Bro and rolled out of the bed with a soft thump. After Dave hit the ground he sat up and rubbed his eyes. He than began feeling around on the floor for his shades. Bro had sort of dozed off a little himself when Dave didn't seem to be waking up soon. Hearing Dave's fall, he sat up and looked down at him. "Shit kid. You alright?"
"Yeah I am fine. Fuck were are my shades?" He asked standing up. His red eyes scanned the room he was currently in to realize that they were currently in his room. He stumbled over to his computer desk in order to add some slight into his room and not really wanting to get a headache due to the lost of his current shades. He was sure Bro wouldn't take them off so they must have fallen off when he fell. He heard a cracking noise and turned around to see his shades currently laying on the ground broken. The older Strider darted his gaze down to the floor where the noise had originated. He closed his eyes for a moment, before sighing. "Smooth, kiddo." He shook his head a bit, before standing up from the bed and starting over to the door. "I still have your old ones."
"You still have those crappy anime shades? Man that is so uncool, how am I gonna tell John." He mumbled. Dave started down at the pieces trying to figure out a way to fix them. He figured his old shades would have to do until he fixed the Ben Stiller aviators. "Fuck that noise, Dave." He shook his head at the kid, pressing his lips into a thin line, before Ducking out the door and heading back to his room to dig around for the old shades for his younger brother. They'd been important to him. And Dave just thought they were crappy and uncool. Ouch. Dave set the broken pieces down before walking out of his room happy that they kept the lights off for the most part. Dave walked into the bathroom and turned on the sink in order to splash some water on his face. It wasn't that he didn't like Bro's shades it is just the kids at school had tormented him until he started wearing the Ben Stiller shades.
The older male rummaged around in a specific drawer in his bedroom until he found the old, pointed shades that he had given his brother a long time ago. He stood still for a moment, looking down at them and running a finger over the point, before sighing and starting for the door to his room. "Found em kid."
"Cool." Dave replied walking out of the bathroom after drying off his face. He walked towards Bro's room and grabbed for the glasses. Once he obtained the pointed anime shades he placed them on his face amazed that the still fit. He figured by now he would have out grew them. Bro looked at the younger blonde, watching him as he put the pointed shades onto his face. Once they were on, the older Strider reached up to readjusted the shades a little. "There. Perfect. Lookin good lil man."
"I can't believe these things still fit. I bet I look like one of those kids that just stepped out an anime." He repied. Dave walked towards the living room and turned on the Xbox 360. The older male gave a shrug, following his younger brother out of the room and back towards the kitchen to stuff the rest of the chinese food into the fridge. He slowly headed back into the living room and looked at the younger male who was currently engrossed in some video game that had been left in the game system. The younger Strider was currently in engrossed in a skateboarding game. "What do I got something in my hair?" He inquired preforming a perfect Ollie in the game. He paused the game before looking at the other inhabaint on the futon.
"Nah." Bro gave a shrug, looking away and back towards the screen of the television.
"Wanna Play a game?"
"And that game would be?" Bro inquired looking at the younger blond with a raised eyebrow.
"Tony Hawk, I am gonna totally own you in this game like a pimp owns a ten dollar hooker on sunday." Dave replied unpausing the game in order to finish off the current round he was in.
"Oh? I acknowledge that challenge and plan to kick your sweet ass to kingdom come, lil bro." He smirked and watched Dave's hands at the controller.
"This shit just got real." Dave said quitting the game and waiting for Bro to grab the other controller. "We are gonna be so entrenched in this bitch the neighbors are gonna need a canoe in order to paddle their way out of the sea of cool."
"Amen to that, kiddo." Bro snorted, nodding his head and leaning down to grab the abandoned extra controller. Snatching it up in his gloved hands, he gave a nod to Dave. "You're on."
Dave said nothing and just focused on the game in front of him. After the fourth or fifth time losing he let out a groan. He did when a few times. The unspoken rule in the Strider house was that if you lost you do the dishes. Thankfully there wasn't that many out in the kitchen. Bro's lips gradually twisted more and more in the duration of their little competition. No way was Dave getting out of dish duty tonight. He snickered at the groaning, leaning over to nudge Dave a little. "Make sure you rinse twice, kid."
"That was only one time." Dave replied. He was talking about the time when he just threw everything in the water and then shoved it in the cabinets. The younger Strider stood up and made his way towards the dreaded dishes. "What the Fuck?" He said out loud. He finally noticed that the kitchen sink was filled with dishes and there was some on the counter. He glanced at the lone saw puppet chilling on the microwave. He pulled his shitty ass sword from his syallbus and sliced the things head off while placing the body in the blender.
The amusement on older Strider's expression grew for a moment, as he rolled up onto his feet and headed to lean against the doorway, eyeing his brother a little bit. "Ouch. Now what did that poor little dude deserve that for? Not sure whether I should be sending you to anger management classes, or a therapist." He smirked.
"I actually have a great therapist, she likes to sit me down and have me talk about my feelings. It is pretty fucking great." He replied turning on the water. "I swear the fucking dishes just appear like moths to the water or some shit." He mumbled placing as many as he could in the sink. After he finished the dishes he opened the cabinet next to the sink and pulled out the last bag of Doritos.
"Funny how that usually only manages to happen when it's your turn to wash them, isn't it Dave?" He watched the kid's movement, then perked a brow. "Hold your goddamn horses little dude. That. Is the last bag." Bro eyed his brother, standing up straight and narrowing his gaze at Dave, throwing little glances at the bag.
"Fuck you I grabbed them first." Dave spat out. The younger Strider glanced slightly to find ways he could make it out of the kitchen with the Doritos bag.
"Dave you really don't want to make this a problem. Drop the doritos and dance your pansy ass away from the area." Bro took a few steps closer to Dave, gaze locked on the kid.
"Again Fuck you and the Doritos are mine." Dave replied taking a step to the side.
Bro mirrored that movement, stepping along with Dave. "Cute, but no. You couldn't handle it." He retorted.
Dave kept his eyes locked on Bro trying to figure out an escape route that would leave him in one piece and with the Doritos in hand. He saw no escape so figured he would do what he normally did in a strife and attacked Bro head on hoping to push the other back in order to give him enough time to Abscond.
Bro just steeled himself, rooting his feet to the ground when Dave approached, eyes on the prize. There was no way he was letting Dave get away with those Doritos. He dropped a hand down and jabbed at his brother's stomach when he was close enough, aiming to wind him a little. Dave saw the attack a split second and tried to dodge it. He took a hit to his side which hurt like a bitch. He kept a firm grip on the claimed prize of Doritos. He was dead set on walking out of the kitchen with the bag of doritos.
Bro didn't let the hit's victory get to him. No. A good Strider would stay focused. So he did. And there was another attack, this time aimed at his brother's arm, the one attached to the hand with the precious bag of doritos in it, going for the funny bone in particular. Dave sent a kick towards his Bro's shin in order to try and avoid the hit to his elbow.
Bro made a little 'tch' noise and quickly entangled his legs with his brother's before he could do any damage.
'Shit.' He thought trying to get lose. "Dude, you got the half gone bag on the coffee table."
"Just cough up the bag kid." The older male said not letting up on his hold on the younger male.
"I claim this bag so back off." Dave replied sending a punch to bro's side. The older male embraced the hit only letting out a slight groan at the contact of punch. He moves his leg to were the both of them lose their balance and end up on the kitchen floor in a pile of limbs. "gha." The younger teen let out softly. He kept a some what firm grip on the bag not wanting lose it now. He hated to admit to himself but that was not the well thought out plan of attack. When they hit the ground, Bro grunted and curled an arm around Dave pretty tightly, reaching with the other for the bag.
The younger Strider moved to head butt the other since there wasn't all that much he could do. If a normal person ever walked in on this scene they would be flabbergasted due to the fact that a all out war was about to break lose over a bag of Doritos. It was like this was a fight to the death just for a simple bag of chips. Sadly no normal human being was in the room just two Striders going at it for the last bag of the siren downfall named Doritos.
Bro hissed at that and easily flipped the two of them over, so he was over the top of his brother, pinning his thinner, more boyish, yet toned, body down against the kitchen floor. He shook his head a little and clamped a wrist of Dave's to the floor, grabbing a hold of the bag of doritos. "Let go, kid."
Dave was weighing his options he could let go of the bag and lose the precious Doritos or he could keep hold of the bag and an all out Strife would break out in the middle of the kitchen. The younger one relented and let go of the Doritos in favor of not wanting to clean the kitchen if an all out Strife broke out in the kitchen. "Atta boy." Bro smirked, letting go of Dave's wrist and untangling their legs so he could get up. "I swear we can go to the store tomorrow and buy a fuck ton more bags."
The younger one said nothing and sat up fixing the glasses since they were jarred a bit when he was on the ground. "Apple juice? Please say we can get some more AJ? " He asked sounding some what excited at the mention of the store. The taller blonde nodded and looked at his brother. "Course we can. And anything else to celebrate breakin you out of kiddie jail for two days." He smirked and ruffled Dave's hair. "Fuck yes." He said standing up. He was sure his friends were freaking out by now since he hadn't answered them. He pulled out his iphone and glanced at all of the pesters from John.
[ectobiologist [EB] began pestering turntechGodhead[TG] 4:00]
EB: dave
EB: hey earth to dave
EB: wow normally you respond by now with a wall of red text
EB: i am going to log off and log back on in a bit and hopefully you will be on
[ectobiologist [EB] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] 4:15]
[ectobiologist [EB] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] 5:30]
EB: oh would you look at that
EB: you are still not responding
EB: lame dave
EB: dave
EB: dave
EB: loser says what
EB: damn i though i would get you on that
TG: dude chill the fuck out bro and i are just chilling
EB: wow. okay. so you just let me go batshit crazy on my poor keyboard while having some kind of tea party with your weird older brother?
TG: that tea party was the fucking shit dude
TG: lil cal was all dressed up and everything for it
TG: while we were sipping on tea like classy motherfuckers
EB: okay, now this is me rolling my eyes at you!
EB: rooooooooooooll!
TG: nothing but pinky extended up in the strider household
TG: eatting crumpets with nice ass suits on
TG: you should have seen it
EB: wow dave.
EB: just wow.
TG: so what is so important that you have to talk to me about while i am having classy ass tea with bro and lil cal
TG: did rose make a sweater this time or did harley admit she is a furry
TG: come on dude i am dying to know
EB: it's obviously not important anymore.
TG: oh no now i really got to know
TG: come on egderp spit it out already
EB: i was just going to tell you that my dad wanted to know when you have fall break.
EB: because of thanksgiving and whatever.
TG: two weeks from now
TG: you werent kidding when you said you wanted bro and i come spend thanksgiving with you guys
TG: dude just think of all of the bro time we are gonna have
EB: yeah i know.
TG: we will be sailing on a ship of bromance while jade and rose paddling next to the ship on a row boat
EB: as long as i'm not the third wheel with you and your brother when you actually do come!
TG: dude bro will most likely be gone most of the time
EB: gone?
TG: yeah like ninja vanish gone
TG: he might hit up the clubs or something
EB: wow. okay.
TG: meaning it would just be you and me in the sea of bromance
TG: i hope you have you speedo packed because this is gonna be on wet ride
EB: no, because speedos make you look really dumb and toolish.
TG: anyways i gotta run this by bro
TG: message you when i get the details
[ turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering ectoBiologist [EB] at 6:25]
Dave let out a sigh and place his phone in his pocket. First he would need to talk with Bro in order to figure out if he was cool going to Egderp's house. He walked into the living room and saw Bro sitting at the computer. Bro didn't look up just yet, too busy typing and clicking away at the computer, with Cal hanging over his shoulders. He noticed Dave's presence. "What?"
"John, wants us to come over to his place during thanksgiving break." Dave said simply sitting down on the futon and picking up the tv remote in order to begin channel surfing. Bro's hands stopped moving, and the elder Strider perked a brow, turning his head to look at Dave. "Oh really? I thought his dad thought you were some kind of hooligan?" He smirked, eyeing Dave. " I guess he changed his mind, John told me that his dad was wondering when my thanksgiving break was." Dave replied shrugging his shoulders as he left the channel on Blues Clues. "I think his dad took a liking to me when I said that I was a decent student and what not."
"Heh. So you got on Egdaddy's good side then? Way to go kid. Just keep it on the lowdown about your suspension then. Cause damn that babe is handy in the kitchen. We don't usually get opportunities like this." The older male nodded a little. "It is not like I go telling John everything. Hopefully he doesn't end up serving us cake the whole time we are there." He replied laying down on his side letting out a small hiss of pain when he laid on the side that had been punched in the battle of the Doritos. "Fuck, what am I gonna tell John if I show up wearing these instead of the ones he got me."
"Well, for starters. You could maybe tell him what happened? Guess that sounds pretty reasonable." He shrugged and raised a brow at the hissing before remembering the jab. "And yeah. A little cake is cool but I swear this dude needs an intervention."
"Yeah I can totally be like dude my dumbass fucking broke the glasses you gave me so I am wearing my old shades. I don't think that will work bro. Yeah he needs to have a session with Rose. I swear she is a sadist." Dave replied.
"You really have a party mix of friends, don't you kid? That goth chick kind of gives me the willies." He shook his head a little. "But anyways. I don't see the deal about the truth?"
"I try not to talk to her much since she loves to anylaze me. Yeah I know the truth is always better then a lie. Plus telling lies is just not cool or ironic." He said flipping the channel to the news. "Tomorrow will be another scourcher..." The news ancher said. Dave flipped the channel once more until it was on Jersey Shore. He noticed the nonopened bag of Doritos sitting on the coffee table and made to grab them.
"Don't know how you manage to deal with her. Let alone willingly sit and take walls of text from her about how your shades signify insecurities and a weird possessional cling to Egbert and blah fuckin blah. I mean seriously. Fuck that noise." He sighed, shaking his head.
"I actually don't read all of her text, she also says I suffer from some type of puppet trauma or some shit. I tell her that puppets are fucking awesome." He replied grabbing the bag of Doritos and opening them.
Bro shot a glance over at Dave at the comment about the puppets, and kept his eyes on the younger blonde long enough to see the bag open and hear the plastic squeal as it was torn into a gap. "Really, you little shit?"
"I am a curious sailor and these Doritos are my Siren downfall." He replied grabbing a handfull of Doritos. He changed the channel to MTV once more and watched whatever was playing.
Bro scoffed, getting up and moving fluidly across the room to grab his own bag of doritos and eat a couple, nodding. "Hell yeah we are. Who the hell would we think we are, if we were to pass up papa Egbert's cooking?"
"I am sure John is going to explode and wet his panties when I tell him." Dave replied pulling out his phone.
[turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering ectoBiologist[EB] 8:25]
TG: dude john you are never going to believe what just went down in casa de strider
TG: lets just say that there were no surviors
EB: so your brother said yes?
TG: dude how did you know
EB: what other news would you have? it's not like anything extraordinary happens over there, besides stupid sword fights and dumb injuries?
TG: well there was an all out battle and sadly my shades didnt survive
TG: the doritos were also lost as well
EB: wait so those dumb ben stiller shades got broken?
TG: dude those shades are more ironic then these shitty anime shades i am forced to wear again
TG: i look like i just stepped out of one of bros anime shows
EB: haha, wow. tough luck, dude.
EB: i can get a new pair if you want?
TG: dude no those wouldnt be the same
EB: or something actually cool.
EB: why?
TG: because they would not have touched ben stillers face
TG: anyways i think i can fix the ones you gave me
EB: dave. dave no. don't you glue them together.
EB: that is totally dorky and lame.
TG: i was just going to put them over an open fire on the roof
TG: watching as the fire went out of contorl and ran down the building into the creepy cat ladys house
EB: of course you were. surprise surprise.
TG: do you want to come roast some of those small ass hot dogs with me
TG: it would be like camping excpet the apartment building would be on fire
EB: seriously?
EB: should have known there was a catch.
TG: just be sure you keep yourself from wetting your panties dude
EB: i'll keep myself under control as long as you don't lift your leg on everything that can be possessed.
TG: i cant make any promises
TG: so is there like any ground rules for casa de egderp
TG: i am not gonna have to wear the clown suit am i
TG: cuz man that shit is just as ironic as wearing a smuppet suit
EB: not really i guess. pff. you. in a suit.
TG: i know right it is about as bad seeing bro in a speedo
EB: dave no. dave. noooo. i really have no desire to picture your brother in a speedo!
TG: just let it happen dude also not just any speedo a smuppet covered speedo
EB: waaaay gross! ew dude! shut up!
TG: dude i gotta jet bro and i having quality bonding time
EB: of course! plague my mind with a horror scene and run off! whatever.
TG: you know how it is egbert
TG: you gotta just let these things happen
TG: though dont go hitting on bro cal gets a little jealous when people do
[turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering ectoBiologist [EB] 9:45 ]
Dave set his phone down on the coffee table and turned his attention back to the tv until he saw it. A lone purple smuppet staring dead at him. "Bro what the fuck." He said
Bro glanced over at him, crumpling his empty bag of doritos and raising a brow at Dave, the corners of his lips twitching. "Yes?"
" Nevermind." He grumbled kicking the smuppet off the futon. He reached for the other bag of Doritos just to notice that they were gone as well. "Egbert is pretty excited and wants to see you in the smuppet speedo."
The elder Strider smirked in pure amusement, eyeing Dave. "Oh is that right? Well shit. It looks like I'll have to add that to the packing list."
"Are we gonna do any clothing shopping before we leave?" He asked laying down silightly curled up.
"Sure, we could. It'd probably be best, since we don't really want frost bitten nipples or snotcicles." He nodded a little.
"Fuck no because that shit would suck. I told Egderp about the shades and he told me not to worry about." He replied.
"What did you expect out of the dweeb?" He raised a brow, eyeing his brother a little.
"Nothing I guess. I mean I am sure I can fix them anyways." he mummbled. Keeping his face towards the tv.
"Maybe you can, maybe you can't. Don't sweat it lil bro. He doesn't care." Bro gave a shrug.
Dave Strider: Dave said nothing as he sat up and made his way towards the kitchen in order to grab a cup of water.
"Bro, the water heater is broken again." He called out from the kitchen.
[The older Strider stretched his arms out in front of him and looked in that direction, raising a brow. "What can I do about it, Dave?"
The younger strider said nothing as he walked out of the kitchen and walked towards his room. "Figured you would want to know since you spend a hour in the shower." He said before walking into his room. Bro followed Dave with his gaze until he was completely out of his sight, then he sighed and rolled off the couch, heading into the kitchen.
Dave sat down at his computer and logged onto tumblr. He also took out his tablet figuring that he would draw in order to keep himself awake. He figured Bro would be busy fixing the water heater to care what he was doing. Not that the other cared much about what he did. And that was exactly what Bro was up to. Dave was right. He really did spend an hour in the shower. It was sort of a stress reliever. He couldn't go without it. So there he was, fixing the water heater. Dave stifled a laugh when he heard the elder Strider curse. He chose to walk out into the kitchen an ask, "You need some help?"
Bro glanced up at Dave and gave a little shrug of his shoulders. "Wouldn't hurt."
The younger one walked towards the water heater and asked, "what do you need me to do?"
"I dunno kid. Just hand me shit?" He shook his head a little, looking at the water heater with irritation.
Dave let out a sigh and grabbed a random tool and handed it to Bro.
Bro took the tool, glanced at it, and somehow managed to make use of it.
"Bro, I was wondering, how come you never went back to school?" Dave asked handing his brother another random tool.
ButtologistJane: Bro stopped working for a minute and looked up at his brother. "I had you to take care of, so I set my priorities, kiddo."
"Oh, how come we don't have a mom or a dad?" He asked simply. He used to wonder that all of the time but never thought to ask. Now he was wondering if they had any parents.
His hands stopped immediately, and his lips twitched into a frown. He'd managed to get Dave through so much without having to answer that question before. "Go watch TV, Dave."
"But Bro..." Dave started but caught the look on his brother's face an let out a sigh and stood up. Instead of going to the living room to watch tv he went to his room and sat at his computer and opened up the remix he had been working on.
Bro waited for Dave to actually make it out of the room before setting down his tools. He reached up and took his shades off, rubbing the bridge of his nose and running a hand through his hair. "Shit.."
Dave glanced down at the clock and noticed that his pester chum was going off. He quickly closed out of pester chum not wanting to talk to any one an quickly striped down to his boxers and went to turn off his bed room light and place his shades on the night stand near his bed. He layed down on his back for a few minutes before rolling on his side in order to look at the wall. He yawned before closing his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.