Notes: Woot I am now on Chapter Five and this is going to be the most exciting chapter yet. Actually Its when The major players come in. Yep Finally Bro's and Dave's Parenets make an apperance. Thanks again for everyone who are reading this. Also I am doing all of the editing on this story so please don't attack me too much on some things I miss since I am human.
Okay I actually made a mistake on Dave's Age he is currently 13 getting ready to turn 14. John is 14 due to his birthday being April thus making him older than Dave. Also Italics means text messaging.
Chapter Five
Dave made his way to the apartment lobby figuring he could grab something to drink from the vending machine located near the laundry room. He stopped for a moment in order to pull his phone out of his pocket and glanced at the time. Bro shifted a little on the futon. It was starting to get dark out. He couldn't say he wasn't worried about his brother, especially since their parents were obviously in town. He finished making his way down the stairs not really paying attention to his surrondings and ended up bumping into someone. "Sorry." He muttered not bothering to look up from his phone that he was currently watching cat videos on. The teen let his feet guide him on the fimliar path to the laundry room.
The short blonde woman stopped to look at Dave with wide, startled eyes. She reached out and touched his shoulder lightly. "Excuse me?"
"Dude hands off." He said moving away from the hand. He glanced at the woman and asked, "Can I help you?"
She gave a little frown briefly, opening her mouth to say something before shutting it and studying him silently, eyes growing wider before she looked back down the stairs and called a man's name, turning back to look at Dave. "How old are you, if you don't mind my asking?"
"the last I checked I ain't got to tell some strange woman my age. Now if you don't mind I need to get my drink on and head back up to do my homework and shit lady." He said looking at the woman through his sunglasses. To Dave she looked kinda like a female version of Bro. The woman steps down in front of him, holding her hands up in something akin to defense. "Just one minute, please? We just wanted to ask you a few things." She again glanced down and waves up her husband, offering her hand to Dave with a sort of bitter smile. "I'm Jill."
Dave glanced at the woman through his sunglasses and crossed his arms. He was pretty sure if worse came to worse he could always flash step away from the woman and her husband. Once the other male got closer he blinked thinking it was Bro but older. "Sorry I got to go." He said trying to move way from the two. She stepped to the side again, determined to keep Dave from getting away from them. "Please, son. We just want to ask about some things. Are you coming from apartment 13A? With that..Man.." She frowned even referring to Bro. "Nope, I live on the 4th floor lady." Dave lied. He hoped Bro would come down and make sure he was alright. "I don't think there is any one living in that shitty apartment."
"You're sure? The landlord told us that /he/ lived there. And you just look so much like him." Her voice quivered a little, and she glanced down, then back at her husband, swallowing. "We're just trying to find our boy.."
"That is cool and all but I gotta go and do my homework and My parents will get worried since I have been away for a while." He said. Dave knew he really needed to get away from them before something bad happened. He could tell the woman was about to cry.
Her shoulders dropped a little when he spoke, but she gave a little nod of her head and stepped out of his way, moving back to the man and taking his hand. Bro, completely unaware, had gotten up from the futon and was just leaving the apartment to go check on Dave.
Dave let out a sigh of relief glad that the woman bought his lie. He flashed stepped towards the stairs only to run into Bro on the fourth floor. The younger strider clung to the older one some what scared. " I think they may have followed me up the stairs." he mummbled.
Bro stopped immediately when he ran into Dave, and wrapped his arms around the younger blonde tightly, holding him close. "They who kiddo?" He didn't get it at first, but the couple wasn't too far behind, definitely heading up to their apartment just to make sure. "Our parents." He said simply shaking a little. He was cling to the older Strider like he used to when he was a baby. He was now afraid to let go because he didn't want to lose the other Strider. "Oh." Was all that the elder Strider could muster. A single syllable. Really, if he was honest, he was scared too. Dave was his everything. He couldn't let the old couple take him back. The footsteps were approaching. He just held tighter. "Dave, kiddo. I love you."
"I love you too, Bro. Please don't let them take me." He said. To him Bro was his everything. Bro was the one that was always there for him no matter what. Dave looked up to the other Strider and wanted to be just like Bro one day. "Can we go back to the apartment?" He asked wanting to be back in the safety of the apartment. "I won't, kid. I won't let em take you. Yeah. we can go to the apartment." He nodded and slowly started to let go of Dave, looking back down the stairs and seeing the couple. "Can't they take a hint.."
Dave refused to let go. He was afraid that if he did Bro would dissapper. He saw the two at the end of the hall. Bro sighed a little, prompting to just wrap his arms around his brother again as the two adults drew closer and closer to them. "I am sorry." He mummbled. Dave felt it was his fault since if he had never asked about their parents then this would never had happened.
"Don't be sorry. I'm the one who took you Dave. It's my fault.." He spoke softly, tensing a little when the couple stopped less than a foot from them. "Not your fault." He said softly. He looked towards the two that now stood in front of both him and Bro and held onto Bro in a death grip.
Bro ignored the woman, not interested in her shock and tears, but looked straight to the man, not letting go of Dave for a second. "You can't take him." The woman's eyes locked on Dave, wide and full of tears.
"Can we please go home?" Dave whispered. "Dirk, the cops will not get involved if you just hand your brother over." The older male said glaring at the other male.
"In a minute Dave.." He spoke softly to the younger blonde, before giving the other man a cold stare. "I'm not letting you take him. He doesn't want to go with you, back to your shitty parenting and lifestyle." The woman held tighter to her husband's hand. "What do you know about parenting, Dirk. I mean Dave doesn't know what he wants since he is nothing but a child." Stan said glaring at his older son. "I know damn well enough to know that he isn't a toddler, /Stan/. He won't even look at you. What makes you think he wants to go anywhere with you?" Dirk shook his head a little.
"I wonder who's is to blame for that?" Stan asked glaring at his older son. He then glanced down at his wife hoping that she may say something in order to talk their older son into giving up their youngest.
Bro rolled his eyes. "Yeah. I wonder." Jill sniffed and looked up at Stan, then at the boys. "Please Dirk..We didn't even have the chance to raise him. To get to know him. You just left with him and..Dave..He's so big now. Oh god.."
"We have changed Dirk, After we found out that Dave may not be able to speak I started to go to anger mangement classes. You left before we could even make it up to you and make things better with Dave." Stand said hoping this would work and that they may be able to get their youngest son back. Dave burried his face into Bro's shirt. He could feel tears forming but didn't want them to fall. " I don't want to go with you, I don't even know you." He said turing his face slightly.
"Yeah, well you missed your chance. And took you long enough to decide you really did want him, didn't it? Twelve years. Twelve, Stan. We've gone through so much shit since we left. Got through it together. And now you finally decide you need him?" His tone gets a little hard, and he gingerly rubs his brother's back. Jill just starts sobbing, covering her face at Dave's words. Hysterical. She was always hysterical.
"We couldn't find him. What with the name kind of name is Strider anyways?" Stan asked glancing at the two. He noticed how the younger one clung to the other like a baby kola. He rubbed his wife's hand as she grew more hysterical. Dave looked up at Bro and clung to the other with his legs and signed that he was scared. He was also trembling a bit because something about the two of them scared him. Like if he went with them he would end up seriously hurt.
Bro looked down at Dave, lifting a hand to pet his hair a little, giving him a little smile. "I know kiddo." For a moment he ignored the other two adults and signed back at Dave, letting him know that he was scared too. "It was better than before. And it fits a lot better now. Look. I'm not going to hand him over. Not now. Not ever. So you might as well leave. You're upsetting the kid with your hardassness and inability to keep yourselves together." He shot a look at the woman, who pressed her face against her husband's arm.
Dave signed back to Bro that he didn't want to leave and not to let their parents take him. The younger Strider couldn't find the couldn't find the will to say that out loud so went for signing. "We are not just going to leave." Stan said glaring at Dirk. He watched as the two signed at each other. The man failed to notice that he was causing damage to his younger son due to the fact that he was trying so hard to get the other one back.
Bro scoffed at their father's response, shooting a glare in his direction. "Well have fun standing outside because we sure as hell aren't inviting you in." He signed back at Dave, letting him know that they'd leave without him and that he wasn't going to give the boy up. Ever. Not even to his biological parents. To try and lighten the mood, he added that maybe he'd give Dave up to some pretty girl when he gets older, though.
Dave scoffed at that and signed back that if he could ever meet a pretty girl. "Will you at least let your mother spend some time with him?" Stan asked trying to reason with his older son. Bro looked from Dave, back to Stan, and then back down to Dave, proceeding to sign back at him asking if he was okay with that before he gave Stan any response. Dave glanced at the crying woman before signing he was okay as long as Bro stayed with him.
He nodded a little back at Dave. "He said alright. But wants me to stay." Bro wouldn't look at their mother. Stan nodded and looked towards his wife before saying," I will be down in the lobby."
Jill gave a stiff little nod and forced a smile, wiping her tears away and looking at the boys. Dave glanced at the woman waiting for her to speak. After she calmed herself down, she looked at Dave and gave a sad little smile. "So you're almost fourteen..?"
He nodded his head. He was still was scared that he would lose Bro that he couldn't find the will to speak. He quickly signed to Bro that their mother was stating the obvious.
Bro just nodded, and Jill seemed a little startled. "He's partially mute? What is he saying?"
He glanced at the woman and signed that if they had wanted him so much they should have learned sign lanuage, also that she needed to get a fucking clue on how to dress and chill the fuck out. "Dave." Bro warned softly, reaching to ruffle his hair. Jill just frowned, brows furrowing together. "I don't..Dave, I don't know what that means.."
He glanced at the woman before signing that Yes, he was almost thirteen. Did she have any other questions. She got a little frustrated at that, not knowing a thing about sign language. "I can't understand you. Can't you just speak?" Bro's jaw tightened. Dave burried his face in Bro's shirt. He glanced at the older Striders face before turning back and quietly asking "Is there any more questions." He was feeling really uncomfortable around the woman. It seemed to him that they just wanted him back just to hurt Bro. Bro was glaring at her now. He had enough of their parents. They both just proved to upset Dave, and he didn't like that. She sighed a little and thought for a moment. "How are you doing in school?"
"Fucking Fantasic." He whispered. Dave could that Bro was getting upset with the fact their parents were upsetting him and forcing him to talk. Bro held Dave a tad tighter, and he could tell that Jill noticed and wished that she could hold him too. "Oh. Well. You didn't go today?"
"Nope, I was sick." He lied. "That isn't good. Has Dirk taken care of that then?" She glanced between them, Bro ignoring her. "Of course, Bro takes care of me." He replied.
"Has he always kept you safe and out of harm's way? Ever been reckless or dangerous? Hurt you?" Her tone was inquisitive, and worried. Dave glanced at Bro confused by the question and signed to Bro what she meant. Bro's jaw set and he quickly signed back telling him that she wanted to know if he was violent or abusive or too loose and put Dave at risk.
"Bro has never hurt me." He replied.
"Alright..What about neglect, Dave? Has he ever left you alone for too long?" She was bringing up all of the hard questions. The ones that would plant doubt in the young boy's mind, make him rethink his brother's guardianship.
"No, Bro is normally home when I get home from School. He works late but it is only so He can be home when I get out of School." He answered. He signed to his Bro that she sound like the CPS people who used to vist the school. Bro gave a nod and signed back that she was trying to find a good reason to take him. "Has he ever talked about us, Dave..?"
"He hasn't need to talk about you guys. " He answered. Dave signed back to Bro that he wasn't going to fall for her tricks. That there was no way that he would go with them. "So what made you come looking for me? I mean I was doing fine without you guys in my life." He said.
Dave glanced at the woman waiting on her answer.
Bro gave him a little squeeze and the woman frowned at that, rubbing her arm. "Dave, honey..Your father and I have been looking for you the whole time. I want you back home with me. You're MY baby, and he stole you from me before I could even figure out what made you you! He kidnapped you and ran away! Do you have any idea how awful it was for me to have that boy leave and take MY child away with him. "
"Bro, must have had a good reason to take me from you. I highly doubt you would have been able to handle half the shit Bro did when I was growing up." He said. Dave glanced at Bro seeing the way the other had his jaw set. He glanced back at his mother and signed something towards her hoping that Bro would catch that he was asking him if they could leave now.
"I mean you talk about Bro like he isn't even here. I am glad that Bro took care of me." He said.
The younger Strider was getting even more nervous with the way his mother looked. Dave was starting to get extremely stressed out. He remembered the doctor that he used to see when he was in elementray school told Bro, not to force him to speak due to the fact that it would cause him more stress. He didn't want to be here any longer. He signed to Bro asking if their parnets ever hurt him when he was small.
Bro didn't sign back at first, hesitating to answer that question. But he did after a second, simply signing that it wasn't her, and that them having Dave was the reason Stan started to calm down. He slowly loosened his hold on Dave, signing for him to go ahead and head back upstairs. He looked at Jill, who frowned. "Interview's over. Get gone."
Dave's eyes were wide behind the his shades and he glanced at his upset mother and walked towards the stairs. He stood at the bottom step before climbing them. He stopped for a moment when he heard Jill say something. Stan came walking back up the stairs in order to check on his wife. He was sure that she may have been able to talk some sense into their younger son. He had long since given up on Dirk. To tell the truth he could never stand his older Son due to the fact that the other was so head strong and stuborn. Not only that both of his son's eye colors scared him. He never understood how the two could have orange or red eyes. When Dirk was first born he had thought his wife had cheated on him. Until the DNA test came in stating that Dirk was his son. "Honey, I am came to see how things are going." He said once he arrived. He glanced at Dirk and then Dave. He noticed that the younger one was making his way upstairs.
Jill just turned and wrapped her arms around Stan, starting to sob again. Dirk didn't seem to give her any simpathy and started to head up the stairs after his younger brother. Their mother choked back a sob and screamed something at him, upset. It was something along the lines of how he had always been defiant and that she never understood him. She had enough of him and that they /would/ get Dave back no matter what. He just shook his head and urged Dave on up the stairs.
Stan wrapped his arms around his sobbing wife and glared at his oldest son. Dave quickly climbed up the stairs. He didn't want to be around his parents anymore. The youngest Strider could tell that even if his father said he had changed that didn't mean he would hurt him.
Dave let out a sigh of relief when he walked into the apartment. He walked over to the futon and collasped on it. Dave jumped when he saw Lil Cal sitting on the coffee table but then gave the creepy puppet a nervous fist bump. He glanced towards the door when He hear Bro walking in.
Bro let our a huge sigh himself when he finally got back onside the apartment and shut the door. Unlike usual, he actually locked the door behind him to make sure they couldn't get in. He shuffled down the hall into the livingroom and sank down on the futon beside Dave, frowning and slipping his shades off.
"So, did the pizza ever come?" He asked quietly. The teen scooted closer to the older male and wrapped his arms around the other.
"Oh. Shit no, I think maybe we were out too long or somethin." He gave a little shrug, wrapping his arms back around Dave.
"I don't like them." He said simply. He was a little bummed out that they missed the pizza but they could always do something else.
"I know kiddo. Neither do I." He shook his head a little, pecking his brother's forehead softly. "I won't make you talk to 'em again."
"I mean they both scare me. Also they are lame." He said rubbing his forehead. "Plus I don't think they would have the paticence to put up with me or learn sign lanauage because if they ever take me I don't think I would speak at all." He said. Bro nodded in understanding, holding Dave a little closer. "They wouldn't. Probably force you into speech therapy but wouldn't learn for you. They're useless."
"I can tell, I mean mom looked like she had more screws lose then egbert on his con air high." He said trying to lighten the mood. Bro's lips twitched a little bit, and he nodded a little bit. "Course she does. Probably stopped taking her anti-depressant meds."
"She is fucking cocoko for coco puffs. So what are we going to do about food? Bro, why did you bother learning sign lauange?" He asked.
"You never stop thinkin do you? We can call and complain about the pizza. And I learned for you." He shrugged a little. "Cause I couldn't deal with not bein able to interact with you kiddo."
"Heck yeah, I really wanted that pizza and nope I never stop thinking I mean that would mean I wasn't on guard." He replied. He smiled and then stopped hugging the older male. "Well we're gonna have to fuck that delivery jerk's shit up, now. Aren't we?" He smirks.
"Hell yeah we are." He agreed.
"I'll get the phone." He gets up, going and bringing the phone back. Dave watched as the other dailed the number to the Pizza Hut. The other had a slight smirk on his face as he heard the dail tone. Bro looked at Dave and smirked back, clearing his throat when the teen picked up on the other end. "Yeah, hi. My kid called about..How long was it Dave?"
"Thirty-five minutes and fifty five seconds ago." Dave replied.
"A while ago." Bro responded, a little skeptical. "Ordered our pizza. Gave me the total. Problem is it never got here. So I'm sure you can see our problem here. Yeah we're upset. Yeah. A refund sounds great. And we still want our pizza. Asap."
Dave placed his head on the back of the futon listening to the conversation. His stomach letting out a loud sound signaling that he was hungry. He really hoped that their parents left. He was really looking forward to spending his fall break with John and Bro. The older Stirder finished off the conversation, after giving the poor kid an earful and making sure the teen knew how disappointed he was in them, and that if they didn't hurry, his precious kid would starve to death. He hung up and looked at Dave. "Done. Give em twenty minutes he said."
"I guess they aint getting a tip." He said. Dave let out a sigh and turned around and went to grab the remote before remembering that he had stashed it under the futon.
"Damn right they aren't." He nodded a little in agreement, relaxing against the futon with him. Dave slid off the futon and crawled under it in order to grab the remote. He crawled out after finding the remote and a few other things like a bottle of apple juice. Bro looks down at him and scoffs. "Oh you little shit." He shakes his head. "So that's where you put it."
"Nope I was after this." He said holding up the bottle of apple juice with a smirk on his face as he also held up the remote. "You clever little son of a bitch." He reached down, quickly ruffling his little brother's hair. "I learned from the best plus I didn't think you would actually look under the futon." Dave replied. "Probably wouldn't have." Bro nods a little in acknowledgement, agreeing with the statement. "Cuz you can't fit underneath here like I can." Dave said opening the bottle of apple juice and taking a sip. He tossed the remote to the older strider not really knowing what to put the tv on. "Aw damn. I won't fit down there like my tiny baby brother. My dreams are crushed." He sighed, reaching over to ruffle Dave's hair before flipping through the channels. "I bet they are." Dave mumbled
"I'm hurt, Dave. Sniff sniff. Tear tear." He wipes away an imaginary tear.
"Haha, like I would fall for that, Bro." he replied finishing off his apple juice.
"Dave you're so cruel. oh my heart." He sniffs.
"I love you too Bro." He said placing the empty bottle on the coffee table.
"Course you do." He nods a little bit, smirking.
"even if you are an ass sometimes." Dave added.
"Well I love you more than anyone kiddo. No matter what those assholes told you."
"I know. " He said simply. Dave jumped up when he heard a knock on the door. "fuck yes, Pizza is here."
"Sweet. Go get the door kiddo." He straightened up, looking towards the door. The younger strider walked to the door and unlocked it to a nervous look Pizza guy. "Sup." Dave said holding his hands out for the Pizza. " I am sorry about the delay. Please enjoy your pizza." The Pizza boy said. Bro nodded a little to himself, watching the two from the futon.
"My manger also wants to extend our deepest apologies and the pizza is on the house." The teen said. "Cool." Was all Dave said as he closed the door and walked towards the futon placing the pizza on the table. Bro smirked and reached over, patting his brother on the back. "Well done kiddo."
"What for scoring us free Pizza?" He asked opening the first box and handing it to Bro. Dave opened the box of chesse pizza and began to eat a slice. Bro gave a little nod of his head, taking a piece of pizza and pulling it away with a long string of cheese, taking a big bite. "Mhm."
Dave snickered at the fact that he gave Bro the gross pizza that had some type of fish on it. Bro didn't care. Pizza was pizza, and free pizza was even better pizza. He just munched away, nodding to himself. After a few mintues of eatting Dave closed his box of pizza eatting all but four slices and stood up carrying his box of pizza with him to the kitchen. After placing the box on the counter there was a knocking sound at the door again. "Bro the door" He called out getting a glass of water. Bro grumbled under his breath and set the pizza box down, getting up from the futon and shuffling his way to the door, pulling it open and raising a brow. "Yo."
"Hi I am with the local girl scouts and I was wondering if you would like to buy some girl socut cookies?" A young girl asked.
"Ha. Nope. You ain't getting me to buy into any of that shit, kid. Try again next year." He shook his head and moved to shut the door again.
"the chick army again?" Dave asked standing near the door entrance.
"Yup. Those little shits just don't get the definition of no." He sighed, closing the door and looking at Dave.
"I think it is because you used to buy from them." He stated simply.
"Maybe. But I'm over it. We've decided that girl scout cookies and I should see other people." He sighed. "But then girl scout cookies became that obsessive girlfriend, who stops by to impose on your privacy every so often because seeing other people really just isn't enough for girl scout cookies."
"More like you got fat and then chose to keep away from the cookies." Dave said. He remembered the time when they had nothing to eat but those cookies. Just thinking about it made him want to hurl. "That or Lil Cal got jealous that you were cheating on him with the cookies."
"That too. And that. Poor babe. Cal wouldn't speak to me for almost a whole week. It was tragic Dave. Never again, Girl Scout Cookies." He shakes his fist in the air. "Never again."
"I get it Girl Scout cookies are like the obessive cookie girl friend from hell." He said shaking his head.
"Yep. And that's why we don't buy anymore." He nodded slowly. Dave just shook his head and walked towards his room while texting John on his phone. Bro watched Dave go before returning to his pizza in the living room. Dave layed down on his bed chosing to play angry birds while he waited for a text back from John. John didn't take much longer than about five minutes before replying back to whatever Dave had said, while Bro just devoured the rest of his pizza and decided to take a nap on the futon. 'Dude Bro needs to go to Pizza rehab, also you don't have girl scout cookies do you?' Dave texted back before going back to angry birds.
'What do you mean Pizza rehab? And of course we do. Dad buys at least two boxes from them just to be nice. Why?' John responded back to him.
'Bro and girl scout cookies broke up, he just devored a whole large pizza. hey quick question do you know sign lauange? Gha this fucking pig.' Dave responded
'Um. Okay then. No, I don't know sign language. Why? What pig?'
'Man here I thought I would ask you how to sign something. The Pig from angry birds.'
'Nope, sorry. Why would I know sign language? And I'm kind of curious what you were going to ask?'
'Nothing really , just on how to sign con air sucks.'
'Wow Dave! Just wow!'
'Hell yeah'
'dude aren't you in like class or something?'
'Maybe. Maybe not.'
' oh no egbert is skiping class, gasp, what would daddy think.'
'I don't know! And I'm not going to figure that out, because dad isn't going to find out, okay?'
'i aint telling. i get a whole week to spend with bro.'
'you're on break or something?'
'yep a week long break away from the devil and homework'
'wow lucky! waitttt. why would you have break?'
' i know right i am like the coolest person right now...i got this killer cold from a teacher'
'because that is totally believable. what did you do dave?'
'first ask yourself what wouldnt i do'
'wow okay. that's about hm...nothing?'
'excatly apperently the teacher couldn't handle my ryhmes.'
'what'd you do?'
'dude i just told you'
'that doesn't explain it.'
'i called the teacher a fat whore because I refused to talk in class.'
'nice.'
'yep'
'so you have a whole week off?'
'yep it was two days but they gave me a week'
'i don't get it.'
'me either but i am gonna take it'
'okay then. so what are you doing all week?'
'go shopping from some ironic sweaters hang out with bro and mix music'
'oh. cool i guess. sweaters will come in handy up here!'
'they better'
'they will!
'so if i tell you something promise not to think less of me i mean you are like my best bro and i figured you should know'
'okay! i dunno what this could be, but go ahead and lay it on me.'
'i just met my parents'
'what do you mean just met your parents?'
'i mean they just showed up out of no where and began talking to me and shit'
'wait you never ever met them before?'
'no dude i never actually thought i had any until i asked bro'
'so what were they like?'
'lame monkey suit wearing crazy motherfuckers'
'oh gosh. you sound disappointed.'
'nah i am actually glad that they were never part of my life'
'oh. well i guess that worked out good for you?'
'you have no idea'
'i probably don't.'
'i know right so why are you skipping class anyways'
'um. no reason?'
'dude come on tell me'
'someone wanted to see me over by the bleachers near the football field and i'm passing that class anyways so..'
'whoa does egbert have a chick come on you gotta give me all of the details'
'no way! and i don't have a chick don't worry about it. we were just talking.'
'are you saving your heart for that special some one?'
'maybe.'
'i hope whoever it is likes shitty movies'
'i guess. maybe. who knows.'
'so what kinds of things do you got up were you live?'
'wow topic change. but! lots of things! like movies, ice skating, bowling, ummm. there's parks! lots of cafes and junk! we can find something.'
'look if you wanted to tell me who you liked you would have. cool i have never been ice skating before'
'well yeah but you just jumped topics really abruptly! and i can teach you. i've been skating my whole life!'
'sorry i was playing angry birds and couldnt find my ipad. i figured as much since here in the south we aint got no snow'
'hehe. i bet you're going to fall on your ass the minute you get on the ice.'
'i bet i am a natural on ice'
'doubtful!'
'it cant be that much diffrenet then roller blades or skateboarding'
'i disagree.'
'well i guess we will see when i get there it can be like a date'
'okay.'
'i guess i will leave you alone while you study like a good nerd and go see if i can beat my high score in mind sweep'
'go ahead and play that dumb game, but i'm not going to study.'
'mind sweep is boss plus i am sure bro is busy making new puppets or something'
'that isn't surprising. your brother is so weird.'
' he is not! he is the coolest person ever and when you meet him you will see too'
'uh huh. whatever you say dave.'
'so is there anyone that you like'
'well yeah, of course.'
'you have to tell me who this lucky person is and should i be jealous'
'nope! you're not getting that out of me. and why would you be jealous?'
'because this person is going to invade on our sweet bromance we got'
'woooow. whatever dave.'
'you know it is true
i mean we got some guy love going on'
'uh huuuh. of course we do.'
'i mean you are my best bro'
'well duh i hope i am.'
' dude you are'
'damn right i am!'
'so anyways i am going to ask bro if he has seen my ipad' Dave texted getting off his bed and walking towards his door. He slipped his phone in his pocket and made his way towards the living room were the sounds of talking could be heard. "Bro." He said walking behind the futon. Bro looked up from the futon, and turned his attention over to his little brother with a brow perked. "Sup lil man?"
"Have you seen my Ipad?" He asked simply. "Did you check the kitchen table?" He shrugged a bit. "No." He said walking towards the kitchen. He looked on the kitchen table and saw it laying there. "Found it, thanks." He said when he walked out of the kitchen. " So John is going to take me ice skating." He said sitting down in front of the futon.
"Way to go little dude. Getting dates before you even get there." The corners of his lips twitched a little. "I'm so proud."
"Strider's gonna stride." He responded turing on the ipad and opened up the drawing program on it. Bro nodded a little in agreement and turned his attention back to the television, yawning a little. Dave said nothing as he began to play a game of draw my thing. The younger strider caught the yawn and let one out of his own. He layed down on his stomache and kept playing the game unitl his eyes became heavy and he fell into a light snooze. The older blonde looked over at his brother and sighed a bit, reaching over to gently pet his hair. "That's it kiddo..Been a long day already."
Dave mumbled something that sounded like yeah and didn't seem to want to move from the spot he was now taking up. "Want me to take you to bed, Dave?" He questioned, hand still carefully running over his little brother's hair. "no...comfy here." he answered sleeply.
"Alright I guess." He nodded a bit, giving a shrug.
the younger one said nothing in return. All he wanted to do was getting what little sleep he could. The older Strider just sat there quietly next to Dave, even turning the sound down a bit on the tv so it wouldn't bug Dave. He kept a close eye on his sleeping sibling. Dave would twtich every so often as he would fall deeper asleep. Bro glanced at him every once in a while and smiled, glad to know he was alright after all of the shit that happened. Dave was currently in dream land. His dreams always started off good at this perticular moment he was dreaming that his parents were taking him away from Bro and that they were the ones to kill him instead of that black dog that so often in his dreams. The younger one screamed and called out Bro's name. Tears were running down the sleeping teens face as he went through the nightmare. Bro was a little startled at the noises Dave made in his dream, and when he looked, he fount the tears on the young blonde's face. Frowning, he shifted a little, pulling Dave into his arms and petting his hair. "Shhh. It's alright Dave. You're okay little dude..I've got you." He spoke smoothly, holding Dave close. The younger teen sobbed and clung to Bro before waking up blinking some what confused. Before remembering is current nightmare. "I had a dream that they killed you." He said finally bringing the tears to an end.
He just shook his head, rubbing Dave's back and holding him tight, frowning with new concern for his little bro. "It was just a dream. I'm right here Dave. Not goin anywhere, kiddo. I promise you. You're alright lil bro.."
"I am going to be alright." He said rubbing the some what dry tears off his face. "I didn't mean to worry you." the teen replieded.
"It's okay. I should be used to nightmares and shit affecting you by now. Just glad you're alright, yknow." He sighed a little, nodding.
"But this one was different then the normal nightmare. I mean this time it wasn't that black dog thing, nor was I a big feathery ass hole." He replied.
"Is that right?" He raised a brow, rubbing Dave's back some more. "Maybe we should go see help or somethin."
"Aw hell naw, I aint going to see one of those shrinks again. I can barely handle Rose as it is." Dave replied.
"Well that's all I can think of that might help you out with those nightmares kiddo." He gave a little shrug of his shoulders. "I don't need to see a shrink, Bro. " He said simply. The younger male knew it was a bad idea to mention the nightmares. "Okay Dave. I won't make you do anything you don't want to do. If you don't need to, then it's fine." He nodded a bit. "Good because they didn't help me the last time remember." He replied simlpy.
"Yeah. Guess you're right. Sorry for mentioning it kiddo."
"I am sorry I worried you." He sighed out.
"Don't be sorry Dave. It's life. A couple of nightmares is something I can handle kiddo."
"If you say so."
"I definitely say so."
"Are we going to end up moving because of them?" Dave asked curiously. The younger one felt kinda paronided after his dream and was still upset about how uncaring to his parents were to his well being and what made him happy. "I dunno at this point little man..I hope we don't have to, but I don't want to risk them takin you." He shook his head a little and sighed.
"Yeah well whatever, I mean we will figure it out when it comes to that." He said slipping out his brother's hold and picking his Ipad off from the floor. "If you want to move..If it's really that important to you. We can see about doin that." He let go and watched Dave. "Nah I like it here." Dave replied sitting down on the floor once more. Bro gave a little nod of his head. "Alright then. We won't move."
Dave nodded his head. "If shit comes down to it we can just take a little trip or something."
"True we could. "
"We could go anywhere."
"Like New York?" Dave asked simply.
Bro gave a shrug. "Sure."
"Cool." Was all the younger one said going back to play the game he had started up on draw my thing. He glanced down at Dave before getting up. "I'll be in the shower." He stated, before heading off to the bathroom. "See you in a hour." Was all the younger one said. Bro nodded and ducked into the shower, nudging the door shut. The younger male walked from the living room to his room and closed the door. Once in his room he logged on to pester chum and saw that no one was online. He left himself logged on and opened up his drawing program and pulled out his tablet. He spent a good part of the hour drawing. He was planning on getting a shower after it was free. Bro, as typically done in five minutes but, took an entire hour in the shower most of which he was just standing there thinking. When he was finished, he shut off the water, wrapped a towel around his waist, and headed to his room.
Dave was imensed in his current piece of art he was working on. That he didn't hear that the shower was free. Bro just walked back into his room and grabbed a clean change of clothes, pulling them on. As the day began to come to an end the younger strider had fallen asleep at his desk listening to some music. Bro was about to get settled in to bed, but headed back to the livingroom to get Cal, and glanced into Dave's room, smiling a bit and shaking his head. The sounds of snoop dog could be heard from the headphones that Dave had slipped on at some point. He smirked, ducking into the bedroom and silently moving over to him, carefully trying to get him from the computer chair to his bed.
"No Lil Cal, Fuck off." The younger one said in his sleep.
"S'not very nice, Dave." He scoffed, moving his brother to the bed and purposefully letting Cal give him a goodnight kiss. Dave swatted towards the puppet in his sleep and rolled onto his stomach placing his hands under his pillow. Bro snickered and ruffled Dave's hair a little, before heading back out and to his room. "Night kid."
Notes: Well that is it for this Drama filled Chapter. Next the Striders go to the mall and get some bitchin sweaters and set out to meet up with John and his dad.
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