Quietly lacing up your converse and staring at your reflection before you head out to a party with your friends. The thudding of feet and the slamming open of your door startles you. “(Y/n)!! Oh uh... hey... what are you doing?” your curious kid brother questions as he barges into your room. “Oh, you know going to uh... Water the plants?” it wasn't your most convincing lie but for the time being you prayed it worked. And by your luck It didn't. “Right… at 10 at night. I'm not stupid you know” he groaned as he fell onto your bed. You sighed knowing that your ride was just going to have to wait a little longer. Leaning on your wall you start to reason with the boy. “Right well one day in the future you're going to do the same thing I am Dust and you're going to want me to cover for your ass. So please” you plead “don't tell mom.” you start to pull the window up. Rolling over to face you he sighs and sits up to speak “Fine” another sigh leaves the boy's mouth. You would think he'd run out of breath with the number of times he's exhaled in the last 5 minutes. “I came in here to see if you know where my x-men 134 was? Will beat me home and now he wants it.” you giggle at the disdain in his voice knowing he had just got it. “The one with jean gray and the hellfire people?” you glance at the boy with a sarcastic look. “No, I don't think I've seen it." Now this lie might have just convinced him. There's no way he could have known you had stolen it. I mean you love x-men just as much, if not more because you were on earth longer and were way cooler than your nerdy brother. “Yeah! That one!” Dustin exclaimed. “Try the couch nerd, maybe you left it there when you were watching he-man last night.” he turned around to ponder if he did leave it there. Mumbling his previous night routine. Noticing he was distracted you start to slip out the window to the cool air outside. “Wait, how did you know it was jean gray?” he rushes over to the window to see your mischievous glare. “You liar, you did know where it was!! You stole it!” well shit there goes that comic. “Sorry Dustin, I just had to know what happened next, but don't worry its nice and safe.” The cheeky grin you gave your brother as you dangled out the window irritated him to the core. You had stolen his comic and now it was being held captive. “Where did you put it? Please, I need to read it before Will takes it.” you had never seen your brother beg you so hard for something ever. Not the tv remote. Not even the last cookie. And it was something that you planned on abusing. “Well, if you feed Mews for the week I'll give it back to you.” A devious smirk appeared on your face. Dustin was in for it. All he had to do was take the bait. “That's it? Consider it a deal!” he naively agreed “perfect” you drop to the ground. “Hey, throw me that backpack by my bed.” Wanting that comic, Dustin obediently threw it out the window. “Oh! before you leave” you prepared for his question by zipping open the bag. “Where's the comic?” as Dustin stared at you from your window. A look of dread washed over his face as you were holding the comic up walking to your friend's car. “Son of a bitch” you hear from your window. “As I said safe and sound” relaying what you had said before. Entering your friend's car watching Dustin crash out in your room. You couldn't help but laugh at him. Knowing you would have done the same thing had the roles been reversed.
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