A Big Brother's Duty

Chapter 5
The Rattle Battle

"Na nana nana nanana~ Sheets of Egyptian cotton!"

"Rin, would you please shut up?"

"Na nana nana nanana~ Sheets of Egyptian cotton!"

"OI! SHUT UP!"

"Oh, hello Len! To what do I owe this pleasure of seeing you barge into my sacred sanctuary?"

"You're being too loud and I—is that my DSi?"

"Oh, this old thing? I just found it lying around and I wanted to play with it.."

"That's my DSi."

"I don't see your name on it."

"It's on the screen, you idiot!"

"You're not playing with it anyway!"

"Give it back!"

"No."

"Rin!"

"..."

"STOP PLAYING WITH IT AND GIVE IT BACK!"

"No! Go play with your other games, stupid Len!"

"I want to play with that!"

"What—just because you see someone playing with it now, you suddenly want it back? This was under the friggin' couch, Len!"

"I've been looking all over for that!"

"Liar! Now leave me alone, Bowser's come out again."

"WHAT—gah! Just you wait!"

A minute later...

"Oh Riiiin~"

"Pausing. All right. What now—What are you doing with my orange juice? Put that down. Don't drink from it. What are you doing? What are you—NO. NO. LEN. YOU ARE NOT HACKING A LOOGIE. PLEASE TELL ME YOU AREN'T ABOUT TO—AAAUUUUGGGHH! YOU JERK! NOT IN MY ORANGE JUICE! I'M GONNA KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD!"

"We're related. Does that make you one, too?"

"AAAUUUGGHHH! GET OUT! GET OUT!"

"Don't you want your juice? Here, let me shake it up for you."

"THERE'S NO WAY I'M DRINKING THAT POISON! YOU MONKEY! GET BACK HERE!"

"You told me to get out, why are you following me—ow!"

"WHAT? ARE YOU GOING TO FLING POO NEXT? YOU JERK! IT'S JUST A STUPID GAME AND YOU RUINED MY JUICE! THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO LAST ME A WEEK!"

"You never asked permission!"

"IF YOU WANT IT SO BAD, FINE! FINE! HAVE IT BACK! UGH!"

"OUCH! You didn't have to hit me on the head with it! Hey! Don't slam doors!"

Another minute later...

"RIN! YOU SAVED YOUR GAME IN MY SLOT!"