Brothers: Up To No Good

Two Troublemakers Walk Into A Bar

It was curiosity, stupid or pure mischief that had Stiles sitting in his jeep with his long lost brother in front of the creepiest bar in existence on the other side of town.
"This is going to get us killed."
Stiles said concerned.
"You still came. Besides...It's not that bad. It's unique." Theo said.
"Here's where you would go to die of a tetanus infection after they remove your kidneys with a rusty swiss army knife." Stiles said sarcastically. Making Theo laugh. "This isn't funny."
"It's a little funny. Come on. Don't be such a drama Queen." Theo said and got out of the car.
"How'd you even find out about this hellhole? I didn't even know about this place." Stiles said as he got out too.
"I have a...friend who owns the place. Pretty much family." Theo said.
"Why did you just hesitate?" Stiles asked suspiciously as they approached the bar.
"I didn't." Theo lied.
"Dude, I just heard you!" Stiles said.
"You heard wrong." Theo said. They walked in to witness some brave soul under a dartboard with darts being hurled by a dude who was blindfolded. A spitting competition. Tattoos being done with a rock and chisel and a biker couple freaking on the dance floor to AC/DC.
"Oh no...No. What the hell is that?!" Stiles demanded disgusted.
"Mom and dad did that move once.
It was disgusting then too." Theo said.
"You're depraved. This place is horrifying and I feel dirty even being here. Let's go!" Stiles yelled.
"Don't be such a priss." Theo said.
"Hi, hon. Can I get you a drink?" A big burly tattooed woman with four teeth asked Stiles.
"No thank you...that's okay..." Stiles said uncomfortably as he gently removed her hands from his hips.
"Suit yourself. I'm a catch. But if you change your mind..." She slipped her number in his back pocket and slapped his ass. "Call me, brown eyes."
"Oh look. You made a friend." Theo laughed. Stiles shoved him.
"We're leaving. Now!" Stiles ordered.
"Let me just talk to my friend first." Theo said and went over to the bar.
"Do it fast. I think I just saw a rat." Stiles said softly.
"Oh that's just Bastard. The bar pet. He pretty much just runs around and doesn't bother anybody."
Theo explained casually.
"The Rat...named Bastard...
A glass of Jack Daniels. Hold warm. Keep 'em coming." Stiles said dryly.
"Aren't you the driver?" Theo asked.
"You're absolutely right! A pack of salt pretzels and a water too. Thanks." Stiles said. She told him the price and he took out his wallet.
"Hey, beautiful. I was wondering if you could tell me if Ennis is around?" Theo asked politely.
"He's upstairs."
"Thank you. Stiles, I'll be right back. Mingle." Theo said and left.
"Of course you would leave me here right now." Stiles said sarcastically and sipped on his Jack, while Theo looked for his...friend.

"Ennis! Come on out buddy. It's your old pal, Theo." Theo said as he invaded the apartment above the bar.
"You son of a bitch!" Ennis yelled out of the darkness. Tackling Theo.
"I just want to talk!" Theo choked out.  "You ruined Christmas and broke my sister's heart after we welcomed you into our home!" Ennis said and punched Theo.
"I was a different man back then! Right now, I want to put all that behind us and start fresh.
Because I need a favor." Theo said.
"A favor? Favor?!" Ennis screamed angrily. Theo grinned awkwardly.

Seconds Later In The Bar

"Yikes! Didn't go well I, take it?" Stiles asked as he took note of his brother's busted up face.
"I just wanted a little favor but he wouldn't listen to reason...wanna hear a joke?" Theo asked. A tint of mischief in his eye.
"You're not funny but sure."
Stiles said.
"So two troublemakers walk into a bar and sat down.
One says to the other__"
Theo takes Stiles glass and throws it at a tough dude with body piercings.
"What the fu__"
"So you've heard this one?" Theo laughed. His girlfriend checked on Metal Face while the rest of the bar looked pissed. "He did it."
"No no no. I didn't__" the mob didn't care. They charged at Stiles and he tried to slip pass them to get to the door. The bartender dipped out before things got uglier.
Theo took up a pool stick and knocked the bottles from the top shelf behind the bar.
Stiles, being left no other choice, threw a punch. Then instantly regretted it.
"Theo? A little help here?" Stiles called pleadingly.
"In a minute. Hello? Beacon Hills Sheriff Station. Yes, I would like to report a disturbance at the Ebolai Bar on the South side of town. A fight broke out and things are crazy...Please  help." Theo said doing his most convincing innocent impression.
"You called the cops?! My dad is the Sheriff!" Stiles yelled. Everyone stopped and then scattered.
"Why didn't I think of that?" Stiles asked himself. Ennis came down to see the destruction.
"My bar!" Ennis said dismayed.
"Have a good night...Ennis." Theo said and winked. Flipping him off as he walked out with his brother.
"I'm gonna kill you this time you son of a bitch!" Ennis yelled and took out his knife. Stiles had already started up his jeep.
"Go go go!" Theo yelled urgently.
"Still. Not. Funny!" Stiles said punching Theo's arm.
"Admit, you enjoyed every minute." Theo laughed.
"I hate myself. I did have fun. I'd love to know how I'm going to explain the bruises to my dad."
"Oh Ennis will have a lot more to explain."