Walking Dead Game Collection

"Like Siblings"

Title: Like Siblings
Characters: Louis, Violet, Clementine, AJ, Tenn, Marlon
Summary: Louis and Violet go through the average day of annoying the daylights out of one another. But, as the day goes on, prove that they have a bond with one another. That they, together, are family.
Author's Note: I love the brotp stuff between these two my HEART
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"Fight me."

"You think I won't?"

Louis scoffed. "I know you won't. You'd never lay a precious finger on me."

Violet snorted. "Do you even know me?"

"Some days it's debatable if he knows anyone around here," Clementine claimed, riffling through the book she'd snagged from the library. Finding where she'd last stopped reading and cracking open the spine, she leaned back and sighed through her nose. "The other day he told Mitch to 'take it outside' if he wasn't happy with a decision he made."

"Ah," Violet hummed, crossing her arms, turning back to her temporary foe. "So you have a death wish. That's why you're messing with me."

Louis smirked, and the smugness from their argument — the one he thought he was winning — continued to seep through. The two often taunted one another in such ways, even if they both knew that often — ie: every day — they fought each other. "No, I just like teasing the people who I know won't touch me." He shrugged. "You care about me too much. You'd never fight me."

Violet smirked. Louis, eyes closed in the midst of gleaming about his strength, didn't notice.

In a matter of seconds, Violet had him pinned to the floor — a position Louis wailed in as he tried to wriggle his way out.

The front doors of Ericson creaked, but neither of the two squabbling noticed. They were too preoccupied trying to pin the other onto the ground, forcing them to yell 'uncle.' Marlon raised a brow, making his way to Clem's side and setting himself down beside her. "What's that all about?"

Still buried in her book, Clementine shrugged, flipped the page, and sighed. "A pudding cup, I think."

Violet accidentally busted open Louis' lip due to their wrestling match on the lawn. The one Tenn and AJ had scurried to come see, and the one Clementine had urgently waved them away from. The last thing she wanted was them mimicking the two most energetic and boundary-less teens on the lot.

At dinner that night, Louis groaned and pushed away his plate.

Spotting a few morsels abandoned in his bowl, relatively untouched, Violet smirked and slithered in from across the table. "Can I steal that?"

"No, I'm giving it to Marlon." Louis said, brushing his fingers over his busted lip.

Violet's jaw dropped. The pop sound from the separation of her lips caught Louis' attention. "Why can't I get it?"

Louis scrunched his nose. "Because Marlon always sacrifices things for us and I wanna give something back?"

Violet raised a brow.

"He's helping my out with my chore schedule and I owe him one."

Violet scoffed, the air escaping from her nose as she leaned further back. She sat there, contemplating what to say, and her lips fell. "I see how it is." She hesitated, letting the both of them well in the silence. "You're closer with Marlon."

"What?"

Violet shoved herself up from the table, shooting an intense, deep-seated glare Louis' way. She hesitated before speaking, rolling her tongue over her dry lips, trying to find the words to toss his way. "Whatever, Louis. If you wanna be all buddy-buddy with Marlon instead of me, fine."