My not so Opposite Twin (Blood lad)

Reminiscence

Braz POV:

I lead Cyrisse out of the jail room and lead her in the living room of the castle. The walk there was so silent I could cut it with a knife.

I normally would've been a wonderful host, but it's my sister we're talking about.

She doesn't want to be here.

And I know why. This place is filled with memories of their lonely childhood.

With father and mother not being there in their childhood. Since they died when the twins are still toddlers and Liz still an infant. They didn't get to spend time with our eccentric parents.

I however got a decent amount of bonding time with them in my childhood days...

"Braz, quit making your siblings cry!" Shouted the middle aged man with round frame glasses that we call our father while doing some paper work.

"But I'm bored and I have no one to play with." I said, upset that someone's getting in the way of my entertainment.

All of a sudden the two toddlers in the crib started giggling, seemingly amused with the upset tone in my voice. I was about to glare and irritate them again when Cyrisse uttered something.

"B-ba-baz" she giggled and clapped her hands as if to congratulate herself. My eyes widen when I figured out what she was trying to say.

"Would you look at that." Father said with an amused smirk in his face.

" Your mother is gonna go berserk when she finds out that her name is not their first word" I started to sweat knowing that he was right.

"But Staz haven't said his first word yet" I said trying to assure myself.

"R-r-raz" I stiffened, hearing the voice of my salvation saying my God forsaken name.

My father let out a full blown laughter triggering the giggles and claps of the toddlers.

And when I thought my day won't get any worse...

" You all seem to be lively today." Said our mother as she lightly pecked on father's cheeks.

"Do you wanna know why?" Father asked mother while he looked at my direction with eyes full of evil intentions.

"You see. Our Braz here, proved to be a wonderful brother to the twins." He mused.

"Really? I'm glad you stopped your hobby of annoying your siblings" she ruffled my hair and kissed my cheeks to show her approval in my 'new' actions towards my siblings.

"He's such a good brother the twins made his name their first word." Father said with a smirk directed at me and beside him was my fuming mother.

She took her time in walking towards me with furious eyes and a couple of magic circles around her.

As I await my doom I couldn't help but hear my father's laughter and the giggles and a few screams of Baz and Raz in the background.

"Hey Braz! Quit spacing out! I want this done and over with" She practically screech in my ear immediately cutting my trip back to memory lane.

"Stay here while I deal with something first" I replied.

I left her in the living room for a moment to deal with a trespasser who seems to be quite acquainted with my siblings.