A brother's sorrow (Rewrite)

Chapter 23:Dear half of my soul(real ending)

The blond sighs, wiping his tears as they escape from his control, he have been sitting infront of his Creation for hours, waiting for it to wake up, the door behind him opens, his brother slowly gets closer and crouches beside him

"You have to move on, Chris..." Michael puts his arm around his sibling, resting his head on the younger's fluffy hair, trying to comfort his brother

"I can't..." Chris sobs, feeling his heart drip with sadness, some choked whimpers escaping his mouth

"Come here bud..." The older moves the blond's arms to be around his neck, wrapping his own around Chris's body, he kissed the younger's head "Terry's here..." He whispers

"I'll never build robots as good as dad used to..." The blond whispers, hiding his face on his sibling's neck

"Well, I don't understand anything about robots, but for me..." Michael pushes him away, still holding him close "You're already the best of all of them" he smiles

"Really? Why...?" Chris asks, holding back his smile, but the older just shrugged

"I guess the reason is..." The man looks deep into his sibling's blue eyes, tilting his head to the left as his smile brighten "...because you're my little brother, one of the only family I still have, and I want you to feel loved and like the best of all" The blond giggles, leaning against his brother

"Thanks, Terry..." The boy yawls, ready to fall asleep right there, but a baby cry was heard from the room infront of the one the brothers are at

"Well, I guess Brianna is needing her favorite family member's affection" Michael smiles at his sibling, who raises his eyebrow in confusion

"I thought I was Briannas's favorite family member!" Chris pulls away from his older brother

"You are her favorite uncle!" The man says, trying to fool his brother, who is literally starting to study computer and robotics courses on college

"I'm her only uncle" The blond states, making a serious face

"Alright! You are her favorite family member, just right after her dad!" He smiles with pride, teasing his little brother

"Michael!" Chris whines, crossing his arms and staring, no, glaring at him

"Okay, what happened to Terry? Aren't you calling me that anymore?" The boy just pouts, turning his back to his older brother "C'mon Chris! Don't turn your back to me!"

"You're a meanie!" The younger whines, not noticing Michael getting closer, until he was embraced with tickles "A-Ah! M-Michael stop!"

"Not until you get back to loving and calling me Terry!" The older continues

"Alright! A-alright! I l-love you, T-Terry!" Chris pushes his brother's face with his arm

"Good! Now I'll have to run and soothe my child, real quick!" Michael gets up, rushing to the door, stopping to look at his brother, who was still getting up

"I'll go take a nap, I'm really tired" The blond yawls, stumbling to the bed and laying there, sighing as he feels his body relaxing at the sheets

"Good dreams, sleepy head..." The older brother whispers, turning the lights off as his sibling falls into his dreamworld

Chris opens his eyes, he was at a familiar place, black and white tiled floor, grey walls with some childish decorations and a strip of a red with a black and white plaided painting

"This is the end
This is goodbye" A familiar voice started

"Alex...?" The blond whispers to himself