The She-Man and the Manwhore (No Longer Writing)

Chapter One: And the "She-Man" is Born.

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Chapter One: And the "She-Man" is Born.

"Where is that little booger?" I said, running downstairs. I was this close to ripping someone's head off. My nose was flaring and my nostrils were the size of golf balls. As I ran through the living room and into the kitchen, I saw my target innocently eating pop tarts. I looked at him as if he was the red flag and I was the bull. I kicked my hooves off the ground, and galloped towards the target.

"Alex!" He yelled. I didn't care, I was too busy strangling him to hear his plea for mercy. "Alex, I can't breathe!"

I heard commotion from the background, and the next thing I knew, someone was grabbing my waist.

"Grandpa, let me go! Let me kill him!" My grandpa held onto me, pulling me to the opposite side of the kitchen. My grandma was too busy helping my brother regain color to his face to notice my struggle to continue jumping on that idiot.

"Alex, don't say that about your brother!" My grandma scolded me as she gave my brother water. The boy chugged it as if I'd never tackled him before.

"Alex, I will let you go if you explain to us why you're trying to get yourself in jail for the next twenty years."

I looked at my grandpa before reluctantly agreeing. "Now, what happened?"

I closed my eyes, not wanting to recall the tragic memory. It was so hard to even say, but I had to do it.

"I walked into the bathroom and he left the seat up." I paused because the next part was too painful. "And he didn't flush the toilet!" I shrieked.

My grandpa stared at my brother before looking at me. "You get fifteen minutes to do anything you want to him. Just don't kill him."

The next thing I knew, my twin was running for his life with a wild predator chasing behind him. My grandma ran behind me with a spatula and my grandpa sat back, enjoying it all from a distance.

***

"I can't believe you tried to kill me," Teddy grumbled as he slid into the back seat.

"And I can't believe you made me literally sit in your filth. I guess we're even," I huffed at him and pushed his shoulder. He fell against the window and started cursing under his breath.

"No one treats their older brother like this. I deserve respect."

I snapped my head at him and gave him the most disgusted look.

"You are fifteen minutes older than me, and that's only because I didn't learn how to tackle you in the womb or I would have been the first one out of female reproductive system."

Teddy didn't even bother to argue. In the last seventeen years of our lives, he has learned to never mess with a woman. Not, a girl, but a woman because I was no shy thirteen year old girl who was going to be manipulated into agreeing to whatever my dorky older brother said.