In which a loving sister and a not-so-loving brother spend some much needed time together discussing their many differences and how much they are alike. As failures to their parents. Anna and Saxon Hartman both discover that they are indeed failures, suggested by their father and a box in the garage that contains Saxon's belongings (sip to be accompanied by Anna's) that reads, in bright mistake red 'FAILURE'. But, Anna hasn't given much though as to why she was or he she became such a let down to get parents. A trip with her brother soon fixes her problems and loosens her up a bit. "Why are we such fuck ups?" I groaned, flinging a pair of keys at him. "Because, we actually think about the consequences before doing something." He jumped into the car, a lazy smile on his face as the car started. ----------- May be an apply fic, if I get that far and I'm in desperate need of characters, then you can guarantee it.