Mood:  flirty

"Hey, I'm home" Tony walked in the front door, keys in hand. "What are the brats up to today?"
"We're not brats!" Was Kayleigh's comment. Billy just shrugged. Kayleigh crossed her arms. "We're not..." Tony shrugged, and sat down on the sofa inbetween the twins.
"K, listen bitch. You do whatever I tell you to, or you get in trouble, got it?" She nodded tearfully.
"Mhm." She glanced back at Billy, to see what he was doing. He looked rather normal, but she detected something in his eyes. Somethin like anger, outrage, amusement? Was Billy amused at Kayleigh being called a bitch? No, he couldn't be.
"Hey Tony, don't." He said, getting up and attempting to push him aside. It didn't work, but it was worth a shot.
"Whoa" Tony said, pretending to be scared. "Don't like, freak out"
"Well then don't call my sister a bitch." Said Billy. "Sure, she is and she knows it, but you don't have to be mean and tell her that"
"Ok." Tony said. "I'll be mean and tell her that" Billy rolled his eyes.
"Don't" He said. "She'll kill you. TRUST me."
"Why should I trust you?" Tony questioned him. "You're just a stupid, retarded eleven year old."
"TWELVE" Said Billy. "We are twelve years old"
"Ok." Said Tony. "Sorry, twelve."
"Ok." Billy said, grabbing another handful of chips and shoving one in his mouth, "You don't have to be mean just 'cuz mom and Greg aren't home."
"Yes I do, actually" He said, grinning. "It makes me glad"
"Glad?" Billy asked.
"Happy." Said Kayleigh.
"Oh." Said Billy. "Fuck it" He shrugged and walked off to his room.
"What's his problem?" Tony asked. "You." Said Kayleigh, also walking off. "He hates you."
"Oh?" Tony seemed interested now.
"Yea." Said Kayleigh, going on. "He doesn't like that you always bug us all the time. It is really annoying, you know.
"Oh?" Said Tony.
"Yea." Said Kayleigh. "So leave 'im alone, ok?"
"Ok." Tony agreed, letting her on. "Yea, I'll leave 'im alone. 'S worth a try. Maybe he'll like me more"
"Just maybe..." Said Kayleigh.