"Rubble gimme that disk! We are watching Magic Mike!" Skye and Chase laughed from the sofa as Tracker chased his brother for his DVD.
"No way brother." The blonde boy laughed. "Unlike you and our sister, me and I'm sure Chase aren't into that kinda stuff."
"Don't drag me into your shit." Chase laughed. Rubble turned his head and Tracker seized his chance to jump and grab the DVD. He threw it like a frisbee to Skye. She jumped up, caught it, opened the case and put it into the player before sitting with Chase again. Rubble couldn't argue, they were too fast. Tracker did a little victory dance before sitting down again.
"I'm only staying here if you promise not to to crack a boner." Rubble huffed.
"Hey! Just because I'm bi doesn't mean I enjoy every hot guy dancing I see." Tracker defended himself. "But no promises." Skye laughed as Rubble hit him in the face with a pillow.
"I knew it!" Chase said. "Marshall owes me a weeks mucking out duty."
"How can you not know he's bi?" Skye snorted. "He's almost as good at slut drops as me."
Skye's mother walked down the stairs to grab a drink.
"Hi kids. Where's Zuma?" She asked, pouring a glass of water.
"Take a wild guess." Rubble said, nodding at Chase.
"Oh, I see." The woman shook her head then smiled again. "Hi Chase."
"Hi Mrs Howard."
"For the last time Chase, it's Mariah." She laughed, sitting on the second sofa.
"Mum please leave. It's bad enough that I'm watching this with my brother, sister and sister's boyfriend. Don't let me add mother to the list." Rubble covered his face.
"Well at least it's not like that time you had to ask Skye to watch fifty-"
"We never speak of that!" The two said, faces turning red. Chase and Tracker laughed as did Mariah while she walked back up the stairs. Chase looked down at an irritated looking Skye.
"What?" She asked.
"Nothing. Just disappointed I missed out on you watching fifty shades." He snickered.
"Don't worry Chase, one day you'll get the live show." She teased back, now embarrassing her boyfriend. Rubble choked on his drink and Tracker burst out laughing. He threw a bottle at his sister, narrowly missing her head.
"You need holy water Skye!" He laughed.
"Oh please, you of all people should not be telling me about holiness and sins." She flipped him off.
"Meaning?"
"Oh do you mean the Zuma, Zak mess up?" Rubble asked almost excitedly, clapping his hands like a child.
"Yes the mess up." Skye smirked, glancing at a red faced Tracker.
"No one needs to know that!" He tried.
"I'm intrigued." Chase said, sitting up better.
"Well," Skye began.
"Hold up! Promise not to tell anyone?" Tracker asked.
"Promise." Chase nodded.
"You're making out that it's so much worse than what it is." Rubble rolled his eyes.
"It's still embarrassing."
"Boys!" The two stopped bickering and looked at their sister. "As I was saying, Tracker had a boyfriend called Zak. He was about the same height as Zuma, same hair colour and cut - pretty much identical from the back. One day, Zak stays round and uses the shower. Tracker goes up to his room and sees said boyfriend, walks up behind him, eyes closed, kisses his neck and grinds a little into him only to realise it was in-fact our brother."
Chase sniggered with Rubble and Skye while Tracker cringed from embarrassment.
"What a monumental cock up." Skye laughed.
"Quiet literally." Rubble snorted.
"Guys!" Tracker his his face in a pillow while the others laughed at his expense.
***
Meanwhile, Zuma was sat on his bed, on his laptop with his headphones on. He sighed as he finished editing the various clips from a sibling tag video and selected the thumbnail image. The boy removed his headphones and could clearly hear the others downstairs having a good time. Without him.
'Maybe I have been a bit hard on him,' Zuma thought, meaning Chase. 'But I'm her big brother. And after Chris how does she expect me to act?'
He heard Skye shriek with laughter and smiled. When she did that she was genuinely happy. He frowned again and looked at the photo frame on his nightstand where a photo of him and Rocky sat. He remembered his boyfriend's words and tried to ignore them, but felt that the photo was staring him down, challenging his way of thinking. Zuma chewed his lip.
"Starting next week," he said to himself. "I'll go easier on him but one mistake, and I won't be gentle."
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Hayran Kurgu"Now, what the hell was that?" Skye's oldest brother raised his voice and pointed to the closed door. "What?" "You nearly kissed him Skye!" "Is that what you're mad at? Not that I stayed out late or anything but that I nearly, let me repeat, nearly...
