𝓕𝓐𝓛𝓛𝓘𝓝𝓖 | 𝓜𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒪𝓃ℯ

(𝗬/𝗻) 𝗣𝗼𝘃

I lay on Noah's bed as he's trying to fix a cable box for Reek, a con man that lives near us. Along with the mechanical whirring, buzzing, and occasional electrical sizzling C.R.E.A.M by Wu-Tang clan plays in the background, as Noah calls it his "focus music". I nod my head to the song and watch as Noah closes the box and plugs it into the tv.

"All right baby come on. All right show me the money." Noah says as he presses a button and static shows on the tv. After a few seconds the tv shows a man talking.

"Here we go! Here we go." Noah exclaims while clapping his hands together.

"Good job primo, I almost thought you wouldn't get this one." I say to Noah as I stand from the bed.

Don't get me wrong I've always believed in Noah since he started fixing things up trying to earn us a little extra cash, always will. Even when he joined the army to become an electronics specialist. I was right there with him hugging him goodbye when he left and welcoming him home when he got discharged.

"What? Come on (Y/n) have a bit more faith in me."

Just as I was about to answer him I heard static coming from the walkie talkie layed on the desk.

"Yo Sonic, Knuckles, breakfast ready yet?" Kris says

Kris has this thing about saying our real names over the "airwaves''. He claims there's a "secret government agency listening in on us." Noah and I don't really believe it but we keep it going just to entertain him.

"We aint your butlers Kris" I say as I pick the device up.

"Come on man! No names over the airwaves. Its Tails"

Noah closes the box up completely. He stands from his chair and starts walking towards the kitchen to check on the eggs he was making.

"Oh, my bad." I chuckle
"Christopher Diaz from 974 Wilson Avenue apartment 2C Brooklyn L-" I pause as I see Noah jump towards the now burnt eggs sizzling on the stove. With one hand Noah grabs the walkie talkie out of mine while stirring the eggs and turning the fire off under them with the other. I go to grab plates for us out of the cabinet and set them on the table.

"No real names! They're listening!" Kris states, not letting it go

"Ain't no secret government agency's worried about us Tails. Now get your behind out here while it's hot." Noah replies.

Just as Noah finishes his sentence my tia walks in the kitchen with a freshly clean and ironed shirt.

"At least they got that going for em. Here I ironed this for you" She says putting Noah's shirt on the back of the chair.

"Buenos dias tia. (Goodmorning)" I say kissing her on the cheek.

"Buenos días (Y/n)"

"I already ironed it." Noah says to Breanna.

"Like you cooked those eggs?" I laugh out as smoke from the pan clouds the air between us.

"What you mean? They're just....seasoned"

"Aw come on!" Kris exclaims as the gave over sound comes from his video game console.

"Come eat bro" Noah says as Kris sits down at the table

"I can't get past Bowser.'' The younger Diaz brother complains.

"Well buenos dias to you too primito" I say to him.

Breanna pours him a cup of water and puts it in front of him.

"Drink this and take your medicine, all of it" Breanna tells Kris sternly.