"This is what will settle all this?" Skye asked, leaning against the wall opposite her brother and her boyfriend.
"Well I mean we've talked it all out but this will just ease my mind." Zuma replied.
"I'm not pregnant Zum!" Skye Said, slightly agitated. Regardless, the taller boy pushed a box into her hand.
"Pee on the stick, and put my mind to rest." He smiled.
"I can do one better and put you to sleep." Skye growled.
"Mood swings." Zuma tutted. "Not looking good for you."
"Fine. If it shuts you up." Skye opened the bathroom door and walked in. "I will shout you both up in three minutes." She closed and locked the door, leaving the two boys outside.
"Wanna snack?" Zuma asked.
"Well, she's in the bath- never mind, inappropriate response. Sure." Chase laughed, following Zuma down the stairs.
Three minutes later, Skye called the brunette's up again. When they arrived on the landing, Rubble and Tracker were stood there too. Rubble had his phone in his hand. The four looked as Skye opened the door. She looked tense: arms across her body and chewing her thumbnail.
"Oh shit." Chase muttered.
"I can't breathe." Zuma whispered.
"You can't breathe?" Chase looked at him before starting to hyperventilate.
He looked at his girlfriend who smiled. Then she laughed and fell to the floor.
"Oh my god your faces! That was priceless!" She wheezed. The brunette's also noticed the other boys chuckling with their sister.
"You little shit!" Zuma playfully hit his sister before lifting her up. When he set her down, Chase still looked worried.
"Your really not?" He asked. Skye rolled her eyes and held up the test. Sure enough, it said negative. Chase breathed a sigh of relief and hugged the blonde.
"That is so going on your YouTube." Tracker laughed, walking away with Rubble in tow.
"How about no?" Zuma followed them.
"Phew!" Chase sighed, hugging his girlfriend.
"Tell me about it." She replied. "Good job too because I've got a competition this weekend."
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Fanfiction"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...
