A/N Literally only, like, 500 words. I'm sorry, haven't really been too horribly inspired. >.< I'm sorry. Forgive me, I'll do better.

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Bates household

"Micah, I need to speak with you."

"What'd I do this time?"

"Rick looked a little nervous, after you two talked." Mykailla scowled at her brother. "You weren't talking about my Christmas present."

"Yeah we were." Micah blinked. "He wanted to get you puppy, and I may have gotten a little too aggressive, when saying no."

Mykailla narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms.

That would be a Micah thing to do...

"Seriously, that's it." Micah said.

Mykailla hesitated, before rolling her eyes subtly. "Well you didn't need to put the fear of God in him."

Micah rolled his eyes playfully. "That's a little dramatic, don't you think?.."

"Not really, no."

"Oh whatever."

After a moment, Mykailla smiled a little. "He was gonna get me a puppy?"
~

After the show, Chris pulled Ricky aside. "What do you mean Micah knows? If Micah knows, then why aren't you dead? If Micah knows, why isn't Mykailla dead?"

Ricky sighed, giving Chris the most deadpan look he could muster up.

"How'd he find out? What happened?"

"Why do you wanna know so bad?"

"For Science."

"... Uh-huh."

"I just wanna know!" Chris almost whined.

"I'll tell you later." Ricky rolled his eyes subtly. "Quit acting like a teenage girl. It's weird."

"Why can't you tell me now? And I'm not acting like a teenage girl."

"You're acting like a teenage girl."

"Am not. I'm just curious."

"Yeah, overly curious."

"Can you please tell me?"

"I said I'd tell you later."

"But I wanna know now."

"Okay, now you just sound like a toddler."

Chris flicked Ricky's ear. "Don't be a dick."

"Ow," Ricky scowled, rubbing his ear. "You don't be a dick!"

"Just tell me!"

"You flicked me!" Ricky complained. "You still expect me to tell you, after you've injured me?"

Chris rolled his eyes playfully. "You're not injured."

"Yeah, well, it still hurt."

"Pansy."

"Dick."

"Bitch."

"Jerk."

And, at the same time, they said, "Twat."

They hesitated, before laughing quietly.

"I'll tell you when we get back to the bus, dude."

"Fiiiine." Chris rolled his eyes playfully again, smiling.

"Doofus."

"Stupidhead."
~
"Rick! Where'd you go?"

"Bunk!"

Chris walked back to the bunk hall. "Okay," He crossed his arms across the edge of Ricky's bunk, since his curtain was open already. "Spill. How'd he find out?"

"He heard Mykes and I having sex." Ricky answered simply, turning the page in his book. "Apparently." He added.

Chris facepalmed. "Oh my gosh, Ricky."

"I didn't know his room was on the other side of the bathroom." Ricky defended.

".. Why were you two in the bathroom?"

"Quit bein' nosey. It's weird."

"Did you two have shower--"

"Christopher!" Ricky cut him off.

"I'm just asking!"

"Well--! Just--" Ricky huffed, and smacked Chris' head with his book gently. "Get out of my bunk."

"I'm not in your bunk."

"Get your head out of my bunk."

"Fine."

"Good."

"..."

"..."

"..."

".. Dude. Shoo."

Chris sighed dramatically, and went away. "I want details, later!"

"Not gonna happen!"