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[striderstrife]

@turntechgodsmack ==> Answer a call from Dave's school.

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Dave listened, gaining a feeling of shame. He felt that Bro was disappointed in him for hiding it. He’d thought he was doing the right thing by not telling Bro, letting him think Dave could handle himself. But he’d let it get to a point where a teacher called Bro… Oh, he definitely felt ashamed now.

He couldn’t think of an answer for a moment. His mouth opened a bit but closed due to lack of words. He’d only wanted to have Bro see he wasn’t a child and he didn’t need Bro’s supervision 24/7, but he hadn’t intended the backfire.

"…But it’s not that big of a deal." Still trying to get out of the situation by lying? Dave felt pathetic. He averted his gaze to the table and thought for a moment. As much as he ignored what those kids said, he had to admit that sometimes he thought about it. It did affect him a bit. And now he was beginning to feel like those kids were right, because he’d disappointed Bro.

He didn’t say anything for a couple of minutes. He didn’t know what to say. He knew he should just own up and come clean and say that yeah, those kids were dicks and that ignoring for this long only made it all get worse and worse but he didn’t want Bro to see him like some…kid. Even if he was technically a kid, he didn’t want Bro to see him that way.

"It wouldn’t have mattered if I’d told you anyways because they’d still do it. Their dicks and ignoring it makes it better." Shrugging, he slumped a bit in his chair, never bringing his eyes back up to meet with Bro’s. "What’re you gonna do about it anyways? It’s fine. I can handle shit on my own, you know. You raised me that way. I didn’t do anything because it’s not a big deal."

The lies just kept coming. He couldn’t stop himself from lying to Bro and more and more shame just came through from it. He was only making this all worse, but he didn’t want to admit he needed Bro for this, he wanted to be as cool as Bro. He wanted to walk around with a ‘I don’t care’ attitude. But he failed.

[striderstrife]

"You don't need to lie to me, Dave."

Dave's behavior and reactions were so similar to how Bro would have reacted it was almost frightening. Bro felt a pang of guilt at having raised his little brother to be so engrossed with keeping cool that he would keep something like this under wraps. He knew that raising him in this way was for the best, but it was obvious these kids had the ability to get under Dave's skin, and even since the younger Strider was just a child, Bro had always been there to stick up for him. Dave would always get embarrassed, and Bro didn't blame him--but there were times when Bro actually had to be a brother to him, and this was undoubtedly one of those times. "I know it's more than you're going on about, and don't try to convince me I can't do anything. You're just deceiving yourself; both of us know I can manipulate anyone I want to and can kick ass even better."

He sighed and stood, motioning for Dave to come over. "Look, lil man--for the sake of your pride, because I know that's what's going on--once this is taken care of, I won't talk about it if that's what you want. But I'm still the Bro you know, and I'm not standing for this shit.

"Besides," he continued, with a reassuring smirk. "Don't tell me you wouldn't enjoy seeing those kids get their asses handed to them, because I sure as hell would."

[striderstrife]

@turntechgodsmack ==> Answer a call from Dave's school.

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To hear he wasn’t in trouble was a huge relief. He was glad that he didn’t do anything to get Bro pissed at him. But the rest of what Bro had to say gave Dave a huge sinking feeling. He knew how uncool it would be if he admitted he was…bullied. Dave hesitated before answering. He didn’t want to seem like some sort of failure as a Strider to Bro.

"I wouldn’t call it bullying really…."

He muttered, unable to think of anything better to say. How was he going to lie his way out of it now? He already royally fucked up whatever chance he had to make it seem like everything was completely fine at school. But in reality, it wasn’t, and Dave had kept it to himself so he’d seem like he could take care of himself and not always have to get Bro involved. Looks like he failed at that, too, which made yet another sinking feeling.

"They say some shit, that’s all."

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Bro's expression shifted into one even he himself wasn't quite able to identify. He'd raised Dave the best that he could and had tried to toughen him up even as a child just so that these sorts of things wouldn't happen. But then again, Bro thought to himself with a clench of his jaw, even Bro wasn't immune to these sorts of things. Nobody was. They just pretended to be, and that was where Bro knew he'd turned a blind eye.

The thought that anybody was treating his younger bro like this made him feel slightly sick to his stomach. It sounded sappy, but truth be told, Bro cared for Dave a lot and it was shit like this that pissed him off.

He let out a defeated exhale and looked back at Dave. It was going to be a little harsh, but Bro also knew this was the only way to say it. "Dave. You can't let those kids treat you like that. It doesn't make you any less of a Strider that other people are doing dumb shit, but what makes you less of a man is ignoring the problem and trying to hide it. You should have told me earlier."

[striderstrife]

@turntechgodsmack ==> Answer a call from Dave's school.

"Yeah. I’ll talk to him."

Bro snaps his cell phone shut. Yet another call from the high school—only this time, it wasn’t because of Dave’s grades. The teenager hadn’t really struggled with his classes, he just didn’t care about them. But regardless, this was an entirely different matter.

He glanced over to where Dave was sprawled onto the living room sofa, a shitty daytime show blaring on the television. The older Strider huffed and set his phone down on the counter before walking over to where his younger brother was, blocking his view of the TV with arms crossed over his chest. “Dude. Table. Now.”

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Dave sighed, flipping through the channels until he settled on some daytime tv show. It was probably one of the worst daytime shows he’d ever seen, but he was too lazy to change the channel at the moment. He was pretty damn comfortable on the couch, sprawled over it. He hadn’t gotten ten minutes into the show before Bro walked in and blocked the television. He looked up at him and was told to go to the table. He seemed pretty serious about whatever he wanted to talk about.

Slightly nervous (ok, pretty fucking nervous) Dave got off the couch and walked over to the table, sitting at it, waiting for Bro to join him. He wondered what he was going to get shit for now, and realized that sadly, quite a few things would be on that list. He fidgeted with his hands under the table, thankful for his shades so that Bro couldn’t tell how nervous he actually was. When the older male finally joined him, Dave cleared his throat.

"So…what am I in trouble for this time?"

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Bro knew Dave well enough to sense that he was nervous, though he was impressed at just how well the little man hid this fact from him. He sighed and placed his trademark grey hat on the table's slightly grimy surface. 

"Look, man," he began, resting his head on the palm of his hand. Bro wasn't particularly fond of giving Dave these fatherly talks. Hell, he didn't even see the kid as a son, not in the slightest. They were bros, but the Strider knew he did have certain responsibilities, regardless of their actual biological relationship.

"You're not in trouble. But your teachers just told me that other kids have been giving you shit lately. They've been talking about you, I picked up that much, but Dave, I want you to answer me honestly. Are you being bullied?"

[striderstrife]

@turntechgodsmack ==> Answer a call from Dave's school.

"Yeah. I'll talk to him."

Bro snaps his cell phone shut. Yet another call from the high school--only this time, it wasn't because of Dave's grades. The teenager hadn't really struggled with his classes, he just didn't care about them. But regardless, this was an entirely different matter.

He glanced over to where Dave was sprawled onto the living room sofa, a shitty daytime show blaring on the television. The older Strider huffed and set his phone down on the counter before walking over to where his younger brother was, blocking his view of the TV with arms crossed over his chest. "Dude. Table. Now."

[striderstrife]

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