my tight-knit family

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"Shut up!" Whizzer screamed, whenever Whizzer screamed the walls seemed to rattle. Jason was sitting in his bedroom when the bickering between his father and his fathers lover began. "I can't stand it! All you do is pester me to be feminine! I don't want to be a pretty little princess! You make me stay home, you make me get the dinner - I'm not your house wife!" Whizzer wailed. It was silent for a few seconds, when Jason sat on his bed in his room, then he heard his father butt in.

"Me!? Whizzer, you wouldn't survive if it weren't for me and my family!" Marvin must have been upset. He never snapped at Whizzer, even if he was being spiteful or teasing him. "Would you even remember to eat if it weren't for me reminding you to make dinner? How did you survive before me?!" Jason didn't hear Whizzers responds, because then Marvin yelled something that Jason knew Whizzers heart had stopped beating. "I think we need couples therapy, because obviously THIS isn't working!"

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"Nooooo!" Whizzer whined, he clung onto the door to the therapist office. "Don't make me go in!" Whizzer cried he actually added a few tears in to pity Marvin. Marvin wasn't having any of it. He yanked Whizzers wrist from the door way and shook his head frantically, he was embarrassed for him honestly.

"Quit it we are doing this for the better of our relationship!" Whizzer let out a cold laugh, he let a few tears trickle down his face. Hoping, that maybe Marvin would see how "fragile" he was and just turn around and take him home. Marvin, seeing what Whizzer was doing wasn't having any of it. "The man will be very nice to you, I paid extra for a nice one,"

"Really?" Whizzers eyes lit up, man? Nice? Usually those words didn't go together.

"No," Marvin shook his head."Sorry I thought you would actually want to come, and I don't know have some sort of therapeutic session together," Whizzer muttered something under his breath playing with the hems of his shirt sleeves.

"Fine, I'll go in the room where the scary man works, but i'm not going to be nice," Whizzer and Marvin were ushered into a small room where a man was sitting in a chair with a note pad. Directly across from him was a sofa.

"Welcome," the man beamed and stood up smiling, "I'm Mendel, you two must be Marvin and Whizzer, please sit down and we'll begin," he smiled - a bit too excited - and flipped a page in his notebook quickly writing something down.
"So let's begin, for a comfortable atmosphere we should each introduce ourselves," Mendel smiled. Whizzer blushed, the handsome man was smiling at him. So Whizzer smiled back.

"I'm Whizzer-" Whizzer batted his eyelashes flirtatiously. Marvin grunted, rolling his eyes. "This is my boy friend Marv, who is a reaaalll pain. Don't loose at chess, or beware!" Marvin looked up angrily.

"Here we go-" Marvin muttered glaring off into the distance. "All you do is flirt with other men," Mendel sat there nodding, seeing that something was about he got his pen and pad ready for the dramatic show that he was about to get.

"Nuh-uh! This is how I always am, irresistible. What more can I say? People love me!" Whizzer giggled batting his eyelashes again. Marvin bit his lip, curling his hands into his lap, bracing for Whizzers next comment.

This was going to be a very long hour...

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"I'm breaking down!"- Trina