One Shots and Text Messages

Chapter 2
Fun and Sarcasm

"Hey, Len!" I barged into me and my brother's room. He turned his seat around and faced me. "Yes, Rin?" he asked patiently. It only made me more annoyed.

"If you're so smart, prove that sarcasm is fun!" He sighed. "What is with you and the word 'sarcasm'?" he asked me.

We had an argument quite recently. I told him that being sarcastic is stupid, retarded. He said it was a form of enjoyment and a means to make your feelings known.

"You told me yesterday that sarcasm is fun. Prove it!" I dared him. He sighed again before opening his desk drawer and taking out a pen and a notebook.

"Sit down," he said, motioning to his bed on the left side of the room. I followed his order.

He scooted the swivel chair until he was in front of me. His notebook on his lap, he wrote this:

Prove that:

sarcasm=fun

"What's this supposed to be?" I asked him scathingly. He ignored me.

"Sarcasm involves the mind and disappointment," he said, scribbling:

sarcasm=mind+disappointment

"Thinking too much leads to disappointment."

mind=disappointment

"Thus, sarcasm is twice disappointment."

sarcasm=2(disappointment)

"Ha!" I cheered, standing up. "See? I'm right! Sarcasm is stupid!"

He looked at me sharply. "I wasn't finished yet."

"Oh," I said as I sank back down to his bed.

"As I was saying," he continued. "Sarcasm is twice disappointment, like so," he pointed to his notebook. I nodded.

"But disappointment is half of fun."

disappointment=fun/2

"That means sarcasm is twice the half of fun."

sarcasm=2(fun/2)

My eyes narrowed. I'm starting to dislike where this is leading to.

"Cancel 2."

"And now..." he mumbled, his pen scratching letters on the paper.

sarcasm=fun

"There, sarcasm is fun," he told me matter-of-factly.

I just stared at him, mouth agape. "You...You're-"

I wasn't able to finish my blabbering because Len leaned forward and gave me a quick smack on the lips.

"I love you, too," he said simply after separating with me. Then he scooted his swivel chair back to the desk. He put his yellow headphones back on and resumed what he was doing on his laptop.

I was left sitting on his bed, still frozen, shock clearly on my face. Then I snapped out of my trance.

"Jerk," I said, grinning when I saw him smile.