A rainy day (Private for me and JBone)

[Jakerz]

Brad watched as his brother approached. He looked preeeeeetty mad...Brad hugged the dogs closer but he couldn't help but giggle nervously. He had a good plan, he just hoped it would work. As Jack looked down at him, Brad stared back up slowly smiling. He was very proud of himself having outsmarted his brother. He loved to win. As his brother turned to walk back to the couch, Brad rolled over triumphantly.

Brad's eyes widened as he saw the tennis ball. No way....Noooo! Jack crawled down and soon he was calling the dogs. "NO, DON'T LISSEN! ISSA TRAP!" he yelled as he squeezed Major around the neck. But the dogs had caught eye of the ball, and soon Brad's shields were starting to stir. Desperately Brad dived onto Amber's back and grabbed her around the neck. Brad was light enough that he didn't hurt the dogs. He often tried to ride them, when his big brothers weren't around to stop him, but it so far had never ended successfully.

Amber tried to move forward towards the ball as Brad tried to drag her back. It was Brad who ended up shaken off and on the floor however, scooting backwards on his bottom as he realized there was nothing between him and Jack now. Nervously he looked both ways looking for an escape, but his only plan had just deserted him for a toy.

Jack smiled at them, and rolled the ball behind him, petting the dogs as they moved by him. Once they passed him, he lunged over to Brad, still on his knees. Jack sat up on his knees as straight as he could, still not much taller than Brad, and grabbed him arm. He deliver a bunch of hard punches on his upper arm, and pushed his fist between Brad's shoulder blade. It was a pressure point, which usually made you make a really stupid face, and spaz out.

[Jakerz]

Brad saw Jack coming for him, and realized that Jack was definitely not gonna let it go, Brad turned to spring to his feet as fast as he could, but that just wasn't fast enough. As he turned he felt Jack grab his arm roughly. Brad wiggled and pulled, but then Jack was getting his revenge, with some hard shots to his arm, each one sending shockwaves up, as Brad desperately kicked his legs cringing and yelping at the force of the blows he was helplessly absorbing, especially the last.

"OWWWWWW!!!! OW OW OW!" Brad yelled, whining in a choked up voice as the shots connected, his wiggling unsuccessful and his eyes getting blurry as they already began to tear up.

"Stop yelling!" Jack said loudly, not wanting his brothers to wake up. After the last punch, Jack shoved Brad away, and shook his head. "No, nu-uh. You cant be mad at me, you asked for that." Jack said. He had deserved to get punched, he wasn't about to make Jack feel bad. Nut the more Jack thought about it, his anger dissipated. He sighed, and sat next to his brother, and hugged his legs into his chest, resting his chin on his knees. He sighed. "Brad, stop crying. It didn't hurt that bad... come on Brad." He reasoned, trying to make Brad less mad at him, hoping he wouldn't get told on... although that seemed un likely.

[Jakerz]

Brad was pushed away from Jack, and instantly he grabbed at his arm. It throbbed from the blows that were delivered to it, a dull pain that seemed to come in waves. "Owwwwww....." he whined again, before he shouted in a harsh voice, "THAT HURT!!!!!!" Brad glared at his older brother who had attacked him, until he turned his head to hide the tears rolling down his cheeks. Brad leaned forward, ending up in a similar curled up position as his brother, with his head down and one hand still clutching his hurt arm.

As Jack sat next to him, Brad didn't move away. Jack didn't look like he was gonna punch him again. But Brad didn't respond either to Jack's attempts to calm him down, and the tears didn't stop coming to his eyes. Brad sniffled and stared forward, his eyes glaring, hurt and angry by his brother's attack. "Yes it DID!" he replied finally through his sniffles as he wiped at his eyes. "jerrrkkkkk!" he accused in a choked-up voice. It was obvious that Brad did not at all care about his role in bringing about the situation. To Brad, this had been a savage and unwarranted assault, no matter what the truth of the situation was. His eyes showed that he felt wronged.

"I know it hurt... that was the point. You shouldn't have been being annoying then, and this wouldn't have happened." he shot back, although he knew Brad wouldn't see his point. But he didn't care. He knew in his mind that he had been right... but he knew in the back of his kind that he wouldn't really win. Sure, hitting brad felt good at he moment, but in the end, he would get yelled at, Brad would get off scot free and Brad would win.

"I told you this would happen..." Jack repeated, more to himself than Brad. "I told you it would." He said again. He knew Brad would go tell on him, but he didn't know weather he would try to appeal to Brad, or just try to make Brad think that he had been wrong, and Jack had been right. Again, he didn't count on this, because in Brad's mind, he never did anything wrong. And his older brothers usually saw it the SAME way. Jack had to be nicer, Jack couldn't hit him because he was bigger (although older really, not much bigger). But Brad could do any of those things. And while Jack would never admit it, Brad hit sometimes and got lucky shots in, which didn't exactly feel good. And he constantly annoyed Jack and tried to make him mad, but apparently, that was allowed too.