Drawings (and other stuff)

The Evans Family

I wrote this sometime last week, I think. It's a random short scene of a crazy family with author's notes in the end. I wrote the note as a 'hi!' to my English teacher, who I did the text to as a plus exercise. Anyway, I wanted to post it here, 'cause I can.

No pictures this time. Hope you like it!

Fiobri

The Evans Family

That’s it. Bryan was sure his parents were crazy.

Scratch that, he had been sure about that for… pretty much forever.

It was a year and two days after his fifteenth birthday, or so his little sisters put it, and Layla and Michael Evans had given him a car even though he had no licence. And his birthday present had been a mansion in London. Their family mansion. That they never used. Why you ask? His parents loved travelling. They were never in one place longer than a month. And he and his sisters were sick of it. It had been their lives for as long as they remembered.

So, when Bryan turned sixteen, he wished he didn’t have to travel anymore. He hadn’t expected their parents to give a whole mansion for him and his little sisters. Much less a car.

Well… they were used to it.

And he would be lying if he said he and his siblings weren’t a little bit weird by normal people's standards. Right now his little sisters, that were twins by the way, were jumping around the car sticking their noses everywhere to see how it worked.

“It’s no use! I don’t get it!”, the twin who had a high ponytail fell backwards on the floor of the garage.

He was afraid to ask, but… “Get what?”

Twin glares.

“How come he doesn’t know”, the one on the floor asked her sister.

“He doesn’t know any unicorns”, came the deadpan answer from the other, who had two ponytails and a green dress instead of a red one her twin was wearing.

“As if”, said the other.

“Then he does know unicorns?”

“I dunno. Maybe”

A blinding grin and outstretched hand towards the brother.

“Gimme!”

He shouldn’t have asked. Their answers were always just as confusing. Sighing he ignored the hand and turned away to go and make some food in the kitchen.

“MAKE ME A FLYING BACON THIS TIME!”, came from the other side of the door, but he didn’t know which one of the two had shouted.

Stupid similar tones.

“You both get the same!”, he shouted back, if a little quieter.

He just hoped the twins wouldn’t do anything too strange before he got- CRASH! -back. Nevermind. Bryan chose to ignore it and made his way to the kitchen.

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“So”, the only boy in the mansion threw two bacons behind him straight from the pan knowing the two overly hyper sisters would catch them, “What was that crash?”

The utter silence behind him was unnerving.

“Dalia, you tell him”

“Huh? Okay. We crushed it”

Bryan whipped his head around to stare at the two. They continued eating as if nothing had happened.

Again, he was afraid to ask, but… “Crushed what?”

“The car, obviously”, Nadia, the one with one ponytail, chomped on her bacon.

Bryan stared.

And stared some more.

And stared even more.

“You did what now?”

Dalia gave him the blinding smile.

“Don’t believe Nadia. We crushed the imaginary bug with the unicorn you gave me”

Bryan raised a questioning eyebrow.

“So the car isn’t scrap metal?”

“No”, Nadia raised her phone and pressed a button that said ‘play’.

A loud crash came from the phone.

“We did exactly as Dalia said”

Bryan covered his eyes with one hand. Why was it always like this with these two? Or well, not always, but still. He took a deep breath to smile at the twins.

“Wanna play board games?”

The two glanced at each other and Nadia shrugged as Dalia beamed.

“Yup!”, the two grinned at him and jumped down from the table they were eating on.

Bryan smiled and trailed after them.

Wait.

His eye twitched in annoyance.

“Did you have to swap again?”

The one in Nadia stance started bouncing like Dalia and the supposed Dalia started walking normally. They pouted.

“Why do you always figure it out!”, Dalia complained.

“You’re still one millimeter shorter than your sister. I have eyes”, Bryan told her.

“Normal people aren’t supposed to see that”, Nadia muttered.

“Excuse me for being born in this odd family then”

“You know, we can’t argue with that. We’re strange”, Dalia glanced at her sister.

Nadia muttered something no one could make heads or tails about. Or that’s what Bryan thought until Dalia bursted out laughing. He didn’t think he wanted to know.

“Yup! We totally should!”, the one who had swapped into a red dress earlier laughed.

Yeah, Bryan definitely didn’t want to know. Good thing they were at the game section now. He opened the door to a big room full of board games.

“So. Which game?”, Nadia asked.

Bryan and Dalia exchanged glances and smirked.

“Twins versus math expert chess!”, Dalia declared throwing her hands up.

It took five seconds to get the chessboard and less than a second to make the first move. Game was on. Life was normal. At least for now.

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Author’s Notes:

Welcome to my insanity!

As you can notice, I just wrote down anything that came to my mind. Hopefully it didn’t bother you too much. Even better, I hope you found it funny. That happens to be the point of this short text.

Please be kind and note any mistake I might have made. I can’t proof read very well, because my mind doesn’t pick out the mistakes easily.

Thank you for reading!