"David Elizabeth Strider." Dirk said puffing out his cheeks. "Stop ignoring your bro this instant." In response, Dave stuck up his middle finger and stuck his tongue out. "I didn't do anything!" Dirk replied in defense as he threw his hands up in the air. "You did everything." Dave said, his voice low and hostile. "You say that every time. Yet you give me no explanation. I did nothing and you know it."
"OH OKAY, SO YOU CALL STANDING IN THE DOORWAY NAKED WHEN MY FRIENDS COME OVER NOTHING? ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?!" Dave screeched and stomped off.
"Oh common. How am I supposed to know that you have friends over?" Dirk said rolling his eyes as he followed his little brother around. "I always tell you when they come over you fuckface. And every time it's happened."
"You can prove nothing!"
"My memory is proof enough!"
"No it isn't!"
"Yes it is!"
"No it isn't"
The two brothers bickered for a while and Dirk kept stepping closer to his lil' bro, raising his voice each time in order to win the argument.
"Fine! You know what? Let's make a bet." Dave said in mid-argument. Dirk raised an eyebrow and nodded. "I'm listening."
"Next time I bring someone over I won't notify you. And we'll see if you will be cloth less. If you aren't that means my suspicions are right and you are doing it to scare everyone away."
"If I am?"
"You are either magical and can have a hyper sense that lets you know when people are coming over, which I doubt. Or you are just being a douche in general and want to scar me for life." Dave said and crossed his arms, giving his brother a death glare from behind his shades.
"Where does the bet part come into play exactly?" Dirk questioned taking another step closer.
"First of all, you are getting way too close to me and invading my personal space bubble bro." Dave hissed stepping back a few feet. "And second, if I'm right that you are trying to scare my friends away, you aren't allowed to talk to me or bug me for two weeks about ANYTHING."
"....if you're wrong?"
Dave sighed and groaned slightly. "Then you can do whatever." Dirk's mouth grew into a twisted grin.
"Whatever?" He said waggling his eyebrows suggestively. Dave cringed at this "whatever."
