Chapter #2This Is Just Weird by: Mr.Z   The light shinning through your window curtains hits your eyes and wakes you up. You stretch out your arms and lie in bed, feeling rejuvenated by the good nights sleep you had after that long day. Then the though of today being the first day of Spring Break hits you and you hop out of bed in excitement. There is so much fun to have today, no more teachers, or school, or homework. Whatever you want to do, you can do it. But first things first, you need to brush your teeth. You go over to the restroom, when you open the door you see your sister Liz hunched over the bowl. She hakes up something into the toilet and flushes. She must be sick or something if she's throwing up. You and Liz have a close relationship since you two are the closest in age to each other, so close in fact that people thought you two were twins when you were really little. "Hey Liz, you doing all right?"
"Yeah, I'm doing good bro." She says as she wipes up her lip with toilet paper. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, it's just... Are you sick?"
"No, I;m feeling just fine. Why do you ask?" Liz gets up and doesn't look sick. She looks like her usual cheerful self.
"Oh, never mind." You wave it off, she seems just fine.
"Oh, are you asking about the break we have. I'm so excited about that. Aren't you?"
"Yeah, totally." Liz walks past you to get to the hallway like nothing was wrong. You grab your brush and clean your teeth. You notice though that you don't taste the mint flavor of the paste but it's not that big of a deal.
After brushing your teeth, you walk down the hallway and enter the kitchen. You see your mom, Gwen in her pajamas making some breakfast. She is wearing a red and green matching plaid pajamas, combined with her red wavy hair it would be impossible to not know that she has Irish roots. Earlier this year you just managed to outgrow her and now you are about two inches taller than her. You give her a hug from behind. "Morning Mom."
"Good morning Steven." She turns around and gives you a peck on the cheek. You notice that she has pretty bad breath this morning, must have had a bad case of halitosis or something.
"What's cooking."
"Pancakes, your favorite." She emphasizes the fact that she's stirring the pancake batter. "Also making some bacon and eggs for our Saturday breakfast. Can you go set up the table darling" You do as your mother asks and get out the plate mates. You set up the table for six people. Mom, Dad, Liz, Jake, June and yourself. As you put the plates down you see Jake wonder into the kitchen and fill up his cup with orange juice form the frig.
"Hey, morning there fella."
"Morning bro." He says after his big yawn. The little guy must have just woken up. You put the forks and knives on the table, then you saw something you really weren't expecting. Jake has the glass of orange juice at crotch level and he has his little pecker out and in the OJ.
"Jake, what are you doing." You say in disgust and surprise.
"What?" He asks, then you notice something weird. The juice in the cup is going down and you see it moving up his penis. His dick is sucking up the orange juice like a pool cleaner. You stand there, taken back by the strangeness of all this. "What are you staring at?"
"Is everything alright there?" You hear your mom yell from the other end of the kitchen. "Are ya done setting up the table.
"Yeah... I'm done. Everything's fine." You try to play it off cool in front of your little brother. "Your hair is just a mess." Jake looks up at his curly hair.
"But it's always a mess." He says quietly.
"Oh, yeah it is. I gotta... go... right now." You awkwardly walk out of the room and run back up to your room. You close the door. "What's going on here?" You try to think but then you hear your Mom saying foods almost ready. What do you do?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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