AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter contains some physical punishment so please skip if you don't wish to read that part. Otherwise thank you to everyone continuing to support this story and Braxton54 and Bonnie Sveen Fan for reviewing!
Heath and Bianca share a passionate kiss once they are alone.
Heath then guides Bianca towards the table and pulls out her chair.
Bianca smiles; thrilled by the romantic gesture.
Heath grabs the meals from the oven and places them on plates then returns to the table.
Heath unscrews the wine, not realising it has already been opened and pours out two glasses: all the while staring at his stunning girlfriend across the table.
Heath finally sits down and notices Bianca giving a quizzical look at her glass of wine.
"What's wrong, Babe?" Heath asks.
"There just seems to be something in the wine. I'm sure it's nothing real," Bianca chuckles.
Heath frowns; he wanted this night perfect.
He stands up and glances down into Bianca's glass and gasps upon seeing several little bugs floating around in the wine.
Heath checks out his glass quickly and sees the same.
Embarrassed, Heath reaches over to grab the glass but accidently knocks it over.
Bianca shrieks and moves away, narrowly missing red wine spilling all over her dress.
Heath huffs and grabs his napkin.
His eyes go wide when he sees a condom on the table and it just isn't any condom, it is a small sized one.
Heath is lost for words as he snatches the condom and puts it in his pocket.
"That's not; not what I was thinking..." Heath spits out awkwardly as he glances at Bianca.
Heath mops up some of the wine with his napkin and picks up the fake bugs.
After the wine is mostly absorbed, the table is still moist, so Bianca grabs her napkin to help.
"Here let me," she starts.
Heath's eyes instantly flash to another small condom that had been placed under Bianca's now picked up napkin.
"Bianca, I swear I was not thinking of doing that with you tonight! I did not put those there!" Heath defends and leans over to grab the other condom and shove it into his pocket with the other.
"It's fine, Hon," Bianca says as finishes wiping up the spilled wine.
Heath seethes; it was not fine. He knew this was the work of his little brothers and he was going to kill them for this!
Heath chucks away the napkins and places the wine on the bench with the picked up bugs from Bianca's glass.
He grabs fresh napkins and looks in Brax's fridge for another drink.
"I'm sorry, there is only lemonade, juice, or beer," Heath informs sheepishly.
"Lemonade is fine," Bianca replies sweetly, not wanting her boyfriend to feel awkward over how the night had turned out so far.
Heath tips out his glass of wine and watches the fake bugs fall into the sink.
He huffs and pours lemonade into the two empty wine glasses and returns to the table.
"Let's just eat our dinner before it gets too cold," Bianca suggests.
Thankfully, the pasta is still warm enough to eat but only just.
Bianca smiles lovingly over at Heath and takes a mouthful of her creamy pasta.
Heath does the same and digs into his beef bolognese; savouring the rich flavour of one of his favourite pasta meals.
"I didn't mean for our night to turn out like this," Heath apologises.
Bianca shakes her head and reaches over to grab Heath's hand.
"Baby, it's honestly fine. I don't need some big romantic date. I'm just happy to be with you," Bianca replies.
Heath avoids Bianca's gaze.
"You do believe me about the condoms; don't you? I would never push that on you until you were ready," Heath informs.
Still holding onto Heath's hand, Bianca gives it a squeeze.
"I know, you don't need to clarify that with me Heath," Bianca replies.
"And you know I'm not that small right?" Heath quietly adds.
Bianca pulls away and giggles.
"If the kind of man you are, has anything to do with it, you are not an extra small," Bianca says with a laugh, giving Heath a compliment on his charming, strong personality.
"Thanks Babe; you're the best and that's why I picked you," Heath answers and starts to relax again as he continues his meal.
After about half an hour, Heath suddenly stops eating and begins to feel a tight bloating feeling in his stomach, along with a queasy sensation of a sudden urge to go.
Heath rubs his stomach but nothing helps and he could feel the gas rising in his stomach.
"I'll be back," he says shamefully as he gets up trying not to let out any gas as he starts to make his way to the toilet.
Heath quickly second guesses his choice, not wanting Bianca to hear or smell what he felt needed to happen so he heads back to the flat.
"Where are you going?" Bianca calls out.
"Ah: just need to check something!" Heath replies quickly.
"Are you alright?" Bianca asks as she notices Heath rubbing his stomach.
"Fine," Heath groans, trying to remain stoic, before quickly rushing to the flat and just managing to reach his toilet in time.
Meanwhile, Casey is eagerly listening and waiting for Heath to experience his laxative effect and peeks out the door when he hears the front door open.
He waves Kyle over.
"It's happening," Casy snickers.
"That's good right?" Kyle asks.
"Of course it's good. How humiliating do you think it's going to be for Heath now having to go to the toilet every few minutes?" Casey whispers, both not wanting to talk too loud to draw attention to Brax in the next room.
The boys close the bedroom door when they hear Heath finally arrive back.
"Is everything okay?" Bianca asks as she smiles up at Heath.
"Um yeah," Heath chuckles nervously.
Not wanting to finish the last little bit of pasta, he pushes it aside.
Heath smiles at Bianca and places his hands across the table to grab hers.
Not even a few minutes pass before Heath feels the sensation of another toilet run.
"Oh no: sorry Babe!" Heath shouts and gets up quickly; releasing Bianca's hands.
Heath rushes out again only faster this time.
"Heath!" Bianca calls.
Casey opens the door again.
"This is priceless Kyle; he's going again!" Casey whispers.
Kyle stands beside Casey again and listens.
This time Brax hears the front door swing open in haste and decides it is a good idea to investigate and make sure his little brothers are not annoying Heath.
He gets up from his bed where he was sitting with his feet crossed and casually watching Jurassic World on his TV.
Casey and Kyle startle when Brax swings his door open and gives them a suspicious eye.
"What are you two doing?" he questions.
"Uh...we were just about to put our empty pizza boxes outside the door when we heard a noise in the living room," Casey replies.
"Well, give me your boxes. I'm about to find out what's going on," Brax says.
Casey waves for Kyle to hand over the boxes and Casey hands them to Brax.
Casey snickers at Kyle.
"Time for Plan B. You go out and act all concerned about Heath and distract them, while I slip in and put the whoopee cushion and stink bombs under his chair cushion," Casey snickers.
"I already tried to distract Heath and Bianca before and look what happened and Brax is so much harder; he can read us," Kyle says, feeling nervous again.
"Just work your charm, Kyle," Casey encourages.
"Maybe the laxative idea is enough? I mean it's working a treat in ruining his night already and are the stink bombs necessary?" Kyle informs.
"Yeah, but you want him to be really embarrassed don't you? Besides the stink bombs can't be any worse than what Heath smells anyway," Casey responds.
Kyle sighs, "Yeah I guess, but have you heard of the saying: don't poke the bear?"
Casey rolls his eyes.
"Have you heard of the saying, don't be a geek?"
"That's not even a saying!" Kyle argues; feeling a little annoyed.
"That's only something a geek knows. Come on Kyle, don't be such a wimp. Distract them while I finish the rest of our payback plan," Casey orders and shoves the blown up whoopee under his shirt and three stink bombs in his pocket.
Kyle sighs but follows Casey down the hall before walking in front and approaching his big brother and Bianca at the doorway.
Kyle approaches Brax and Bianca and rubs his arm nervously.
"Is Heath okay?" he asks, causing both Bianca and Brax to look at him.
"I think he's just eaten something bad Kyle," Bianca says to the teenager.
Brax however is a little more suspicious.
"What's up Ky?" he questions, giving his brother a glare.
"No… nothing. I'm just worried about Heath," Kyle says truthfully.
He didn't want the prank to go this far in the first place and he's feeling really bad that Heath's feeling sick.
"Uh huh," Brax says, not fully believing his brother.
"Yeah, so I hope he feels better soon. You know sometimes you feel much better after using the toilet," Kyle says; he is nervous about the way that Brax is looking at him.
"I hope so as well Kyle. I don't want it to ruin our date," Bianca says.
She walks over and knocks on the door to make sure Heath is okay.
Meanwhile, Casey watches carefully as he tiptoes towards the table and holds his breath in hope that Kyle keeps talking with Brax to make sure he does not turn around and see him in the act.
Casey lifts up Heath's chair cushion and carefully places down the three packets of stink bombs followed by the inflated whoopee cushion.
Casey then sneaks back down the hall.
Kyle catches a glimpse of Casey beckoning him to get away and he quickly excuses himself.
"I better go back to my room and finish doing some study," he quietly stutters and slowly backs away.
It isn't until he reaches the hall and is out of sight that he rushes faster to get to his room.
Kyle puffs as he shuts the bedroom door; resting up against it as the sudden wave of nerves escapes him.
Casey is already sitting cross-legged on his bed.
"See that wasn't so bad was it? You survived," Casey says with a smile.
"Easy for you to say, I'm sure Brax knew something was going on the way he kept looking at me," Kyle replies and sits down on his own bed.
"Don't be so paranoid, Ky," Casey laughs.
Heath finally returns temporarily feeling much better and looking at his concerned girlfriend and confused brother.
"What's going on Heath?" Brax asks.
"Funny you should say that," Heath grumbles.
"What do you mean?" Brax replies as he cocks his eyebrow.
Heath is dying to blurt out the antics of his little brothers but did not want to ruin his night further by upsetting Bianca.
"It's fine; just a little problem," Heath grumbles.
"Well, if you need anything, I'm just in my room," Brax says and leaves the couple alone again.
"It's okay if you're not feeling well, we can postpone," Bianca says sweetly.
"No, I'm fine," Heath dismisses.
"Do you want some more lemonade?" Bianca nods and Heath fills up the two wine glasses again.
Heath smiles at Bianca and raises his glass.
"Cheers, I guess, for a not so great night," he says glumly.
Bianca smiles and clinks her glass against Heath's.
Heath puts his glass on the table and sits down heavily in his chair, causing the whoopee cushion to elicit a loud fart noise.
Heath instantly turns red from embarrassment.
"That was not me!" he quickly defends.
However the force of the inflated whoopee busting and Heath sitting on the chair also popped the three stink bombs and soon there is an unpleasant odour in the room.
Bianca discreetly pulls a face and waves her hand in front of her nose.
Heath has never felt so embarrassed in his life!
Bianca gets up to try and move away from the smell as politely as she could.
"I really think we should postpone Heath," she informs.
"No Bianca. Look, I am so sorry for all this; this is not how I planned our night to be!" Heath yells.
He had lifted up his chair and had seen the whoopee cushion and stink bomb bags, getting more angered with his little brothers.
He goes to follow Bianca into the lounge room.
"Every problem tonight is because my brothers have been brats, pulling stupid pranks and I am going to kill them!"
In fact had Brax not warned him off the wedgies, Heath was ready to wedgie both of them so bad it would go around twice.
"Baby, it's okay," Bianca says, trying to calm Heath down.
"No, it's not Bianca! They've ruined our night!" Heath snaps, feeling frustrated.
Bianca sighs, not knowing what more to say, but thankfully she didn't need to wait long before Brax had heard the yelling and was quick to see what was going on.
"Hey: I heard the shouting; what's going on?" he asks with concern, glancing at both Bianca and Heath.
"Where do I begin?" Heath yells.
He is about to explain further when he grabs his stomach again.
"Not again!" he yells and rushes out into his flat for the third time that night.
Brax huffs and places his hands on his hips.
"Please Bianca, tell me what happened," Brax demands.
"Well, it started with finding fake bugs in our wine then Heath accidentally spills the wine and while mopping up there was a condom under each of our napkins."
Brax furrows his brow, unimpressed by hearing what had transpired as Bianca continues.
"Then shortly after we began our meal, Heath's been running off to the flat. I can't be sure but I think he must have some bowel problem. Then just before you came out when he sat down on the chair there was a loud gas-like sound and an awful smell," Bianca explains.
Brax huffs and nods; he had noticed a rather unpleasant smell when he walked into the room.
Brax walks over to the table and sees the whoopee cushion and stink bombs and giving a heavy sigh and shake of his head, Brax looks towards Bianca.
"I am sorry about all this Bianca, please excuse me."
Brax instantly leaves and storms down to his little brother's bedroom; bursting open the door and startling the two teens that are playing a game of Jenga.
"Hey Brax: what's up?" Casey tries to ask, though knowing full well why Brax was in the bedroom with a furious look on his face.
"Don't you: hey Brax, me!" Brax yells.
Kyle stares wide-eyed as his stomach does flip-flops.
Brax grabs both Kyle and Casey by the upper arm and pulls them up from the floor, causing the Jenga blocks to topple over and smash all over the floor.
Brax drags both teens down the hall.
Half way down, a toy wind up beetle slips out of Casey's pocket and falls on the floor.
Brax stops and looks down at it with a scowl.
"What is that?"
"I don't know how that got in there," Casey defends.
"I wasn't born yesterday. I had a feeling you boys were up to something!" Brax huffs and continues dragging them down the hall.
Brax releases his hold on the boy's arms and grips them around the neck to shove them the rest of the way into the lounge room.
Kyle and Casey wince as they are shoved into the adjoining room.
Heath arrives back seconds later and grabs Bianca's hands.
"I'm sorry Babe. I shouldn't have gotten angry with you," Heath apologises.
"I understand. Are you okay?" Bianca quietly asks.
Heath sighs heavily; he is still feeling miserable.
Brax comes out with Kyle and Casey shuffling their feet.
Heath glares at his little brothers.
"Well if it isn't the troublesome little weasels!" Heath snaps, causing Kyle and Casey to stare at their feet.
"Now who is going to start?" Brax demands.
"I will!" Heath yells.
"How about the fact you both ruined Bianca's and my night completely!"
Casey couldn't help but snicker, feeling pleased the plan had worked so well.
Brax gave Casey's arm a jerk.
"You got something to say? How about you both start explaining right now what you both were up to tonight!" Brax demands.
Both teens remain silent.
"No? Alright, maybe I need to check the food first, as it seems yours in particular Heath might have a case of food poisoning and if that's possible I will need to fix that in the restaurant," Brax announces.
He knew exactly what he was doing when he realised Kyle and Casey were behind this disastrous night and remembering Casey's quick offer to grab the food, he put two and two together with Heath's constant toilet runs and wanted his brothers to confess to their crimes.
"You still have some food on the counter I see; maybe I should have a taste," Brax says.
Kyle and Casey exchange glances; they did not want their big brother to suffer the effects of a laxative overdose.
"No!" Casey and Kyle yell at once and Brax raises his brow at them.
"Is there something you both know about Heath's meal then if you're so convinced you don't want me to try it?"
Casey sighs heavily.
"Something is in there," Kyle mumbles.
"Pardon: something like what?" Brax yells.
"Laxatives," Casey mumbles.
Heath seethes.
"Laxa...Oohh!" Heath grabs his stomach and runs out yet again.
Casey sniggers and Kyle forces a weak smile, both clearly noticed by Brax.
"You both think this is funny? How many laxatives did you put in Heath's food? And you had better answer me right now boys!" Brax yells; beginning to really lose his patience.
"Three sachets," Kyle mumbles immediately.
Bianca looks on in surprise.
"That explains Heath rushing to the toilet," she says with concern.
This causes Casey to scoff under his breath and this time Brax whacks him across the head.
"Ow," Casey mumbles and frowns.
"That's enough sniggering and rudeness from you," Brax warns.
"How could you both be so stupid? Not just playing ridiculous pranks but embarrassing Heath and jeopardising his health and potentially Bianca's!" Brax yells.
"I made sure it was only Heath's food," Casey mumbles.
"Oh that's so much better then!" Brax yells sarcastically.
"I wasn't fond of the idea and didn't want to hurt him," Kyle whispers.
"But you did though, didn't you, Kyle?" Brax then whacks the back of Kyle's head.
"That's for going along with all this."
Bianca couldn't help being taken back by Kyle's involvement as she always saw the older teen to be so quiet, timid, and polite and one who never went out of his way to cause trouble, where-as Casey, she has had dealings with before because of his trouble-making behaviour.
"I'm sorry you have to witness all this Bianca," Brax informs then turns his attention back to his brothers.
"Now I can assume it was you, Casey, who planted all the sabotages, which leaves you, Kyle who if I'm not mistaken lied to me!"
Kyle looks up and furrows his brow.
"I never lied, not technically," Kyle mumbles.
"Well enlighten me Kyle: you tried to distract me and also Bianca and Heath, and to me that is deceitful behaviour and sounds pretty close to lying! So did you or did you not lie?" Brax demands.
"Yes," Kyle whimpers.
Brax huffs and shakes his head.
"I specifically told you boys you were not to bother Heath and Bianca and in fact this is the second time you are both being warned and punished about this!"
Heath returns again.
"I hope they admitted to their misdeeds!" Heath yells.
Brax frowns.
"It's being addressed. Now you both will be grounded from electronics for one week and also seeing as you were both so keen to help out Heath, you can both help him out with extra chores all day tomorrow," Brax informs sternly.
Casey groans, "But that's Saturday!"
"And now it's a Saturday filled with helping out Heath," Brax affirms.
"What about our ruined dinner?" Heath demands.
"Baby, it wasn't entirely ruined," Bianca assures.
"Well how about I organise an all expenses paid night at the restaurant as well as a movie?" Brax suggests.
"That's not necessary," Bianca speaks up.
"Yes it is. And make the little brats pay out of their allowances!" Heath yells, glaring at Kyle and Casey.
"Hmm, not a bad idea; Kyle, Casey you will both have your allowances shortened and you will both pay equally, until whatever the cost of Bianca and Heath's movie and dinner night costs is fully paid," Brax states sternly.
Kyle's eyes go wide and Casey frowns.
"That's not fair! He eats like a fat pig!" Casey whines.
"Thin ice right now Casey," Brax threatens.
"You know how much he eats, Brax," Kyle adds in a softer tone.
"Too bad, your punishment is final. You both crossed a line tonight with your irresponsible and immature actions, and again I need to remind you about respecting the adults around you! Now apologise to both Heath and Bianca; right this minute!" Brax orders sternly.
Kyle looks at his feet, feeling guilty over Brax's irresponsibility reference and feeling embarrassed about being scolded, and apologising to his school Principal, but he obeys immediately.
"I'm sorry Miss. Scott and I'm sorry Heath for ruining your dinner and meddling in your relationship," Kyle says timidly but sincerely.
"Thank you Kyle; that was very sweet," Bianca replies and gives the shy teen a forgiving smile.
"Yeah, I'm sorry Bianca and Heath," Casey mumbles, half-heartedly.
Brax grips Casey by the arm.
"Apologise properly," Brax warns in a low growl.
"I did…ow," Casey starts to argue but is quickly cut off with a tight warning squeeze on his arm.
"Fine. I'm sorry Bianca and Heath, for the trouble we caused," Casey repeats; only louder and with less attitude.
"Good. Now that that is sorted, there is one more thing to address," Brax starts and still having a grip on Casey's arm he moves the youngest teen forward and lands two firm and fast smacks to his backside.
Casey yelps out at the unpleasant sting, but remains as stoic as he can, not wanting to cry in front of his Principal over a punishment, but could not stop the tears glistening on the rims of his eyes.
Kyle watches on in fear and as soon as Brax releases his hold on Casey, he grabs Kyle by the arm.
Kyle tries to pull away but he is no match for his big brother.
"Wait, please! Take my pocket money for an entire month and even my guitar, but please don't spank me!" Kyle pleads and starts to cry.
Casey glances over at Kyle and blinks away his tears now escaping down his face, as he discreetly scrubs his hand over his discomfort in his rear.
"You do not get to bargain with me Kyle, especially after your attempt of lying with your distractions," Brax states firmly and instantly repeats the same punishment, giving two firm smacks on his backside.
Kyle cries out and as soon as he is released he rubs his bottom and stares down at his feet, with tears dripping down his face.
"Is this the way it's going to be: you both need a stronger incentive to not meddle in other people's relationships after being warned?" Brax warns.
Bianca clears her throat, not knowing what to think about the boy's punishment, but somehow feeling sorry for the both of them.
Heath on the other hand sniggers, having seen his little brothers getting a well deserved punishment for what they did.
"Look, I think it's best if I go," Bianca says awkwardly.
Heath sighs, "I'll call you."
"Sure," Bianca quietly replies and after fare-welling the others, she leaves.
Heath glares at Kyle and Casey who are both still shaken by their punishment.
"If Bianca ends up never speaking to me again after what you brats did; I will end you! This isn't over!" Heath threatens as his bloated and gas-filled stomach rumbles again.
Brax frowns.
"Kyle and Casey, I want you both to go back to your room and go straight to bed. There will be no sitting up reading or playing games, despite it only being eight-thirty. I will be in to check on you in ten minutes and I want all gimmicks used in tonight's fiasco ready to hand over as well as your laptop, ipad, and phones and I want you both ready for lights out," Brax informs the teens in a stern manner and with a sharp finger point.
Kyle and Casey nod and make a fast dash towards their room, knowing Brax meant business and neither wanted to be dealing with a furious big brother for a second time that night.
"You going to be alright, mate?" Brax asks.
"Yeah maybe if I wasn't high on laxatives," Heath scoffs.
"Why don't you head back to the flat, maybe a good night's rest will help you? And I wouldn't worry about Bianca, mate. I'm sure she'll just think of this night as something that can be easily worked through."
"I damn well hope so, or like I said: I'll kill Casey and Kyle," Heath replies.
"I know you're mad, but they were dealt with and that will be followed through with your dinner date and them helping you tomorrow," Brax assures.
Heath huffs and walks out of the house and into his flat.