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9 years later....

A 22 year old boy with slightly long hairs, was soundly asleep in his bed. He was dreaming about painting his masterpiece but his sleep was disturbed by his alarm.

The boy groaned and slapped his alarm clock off. He sat up in his bed and yawned. "Good morning Om." He mumbled to himself.

Om stretched a bit in his bed before dangling his legs down the bed's edge and slipping his feet into his flip-flops.

Om was about to stand up and walk towards the bathroom to get ready for the college when he felt something sticky in his flip-flops.

Om retrieved his feet from the slipper and cringed at the honey which was smeared on the insides of his flipflops.

"RUDY !" Om boomed, quickly catching onto his younger brother's prank.

"Where are you Rudy ?" Om yelled again and was limping towards the washroom while muttering curses under his breath when suddenly he was tripped and fell face first in a tray full of whipped cream.

Om pulled his face out of the tray and heard laughter.

"Good morning O." Rudy laughed as he stood before Om with a camera, filming everything.

"Rudy ke bacche !" ("Rudy you devil !") Om growled and stood up. He pinched Rudy's ear between his two fingers and twisted it.

"Ow bhai chodo !" ("Ow, brother leave me !") Rudy requested. "O chodo na yar dard ho raha hai." ("O please leave me, it's hurting.")

"Nahi chodunga aj tujhe mein. Kal bhi teri wajah se mujhe college mein daat padi thi." ("No I won't leave you. Yesterday I got scolding in college cause of you.") Om retorted.

Rudy slightly chuckled at the mention of the prank he had pulled on the principal the previous day.

"Tune canteen mein chair pe super glue daala aur principal ko waha bitha diya ? Pata hai pure 3 ghante lage principal ko chair se nikalne mein." ("You smeared super glue on a chair in canteen and made Principal sit on it ? You know it took him 3 hours to get out of that chair.") Om glared at Rudy and left his ear.

Rudy pouted and rubbed his sour earlobe. "Meine Chubby ko bola tha ki Prince ko uss chair pr bithaye lekin woh fatty samjha ki principal ko bithana hai ab isme meri kya galati ?" ("I had asked Chubby to make Prince sit on it but that fatty thought that it's for Principal, now what's my fault in this ?")

"Haan, haan tumhari toh koyi galati hai hi nahi." ("Of course, you're never at fault anyway.") Om said sarcastically, to which Rudy nodded with a smile.

Om rolled his eyes. "Tum, woh Chubby aur woh Prince tino na bilkul shaitaan ho aur jab kisi musibat mein pad jaate ho toh mujhe hi tumhe bachane aana padta hai." ("You, that Chubby and that Prince, you 3 are little pesky, devils and when you get in trouble only I've to save you all from it.")

Rudy gave a sly, innocent smile and said, "Aap toh mere superhero ho O." ("You're my superhero O.")

Om almost aww-ed with a smile but managed to maintain a straight face and said. "Bas bas jyada makkhan mat laga." ("Enough, don't butter me up.")

Om walked upto the washroom.

Rudy's devilish smile found its way back to Rudy's lips. He held his camera up at Om and started filming again.

As soon as Om opened the door to the washroom and stepped inside, he was showered with flour from head to toe.

"Rudy !" Om growled again with anger and annoyance and turned around to look at Rudy.

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