Contrary to popular belief, the Hunter household is rather loud.
"Keith what the hell are you doing!" Exclaimed Wendy as she tried to get back the phone from her older brother.
"Dammit ! Just turn off that phone! I don't wanna hear your gibberish chat anymore !" Said the ten year-old boy.
They both went silent when seeing Riley staring at them with a disappointed look and a sigh.
"Sorry Riley." Said Keith. "But Wendy chatted with her girlfriend during one hour! No-stop! With my phone." He added.
"That's not my problem. Now it's Pet Hour." Signed Riley.
"Yeah Pet Hour! " Chirped Wendy enthusiastic.
Riley brought her siblings to a room dedicated to the household pets; Big P, Riley small parrot and Francis, Wendy's beloved speaking frog (yes a speaking frog) but they lived in Gotham, nothing was quite usual in that city.
Keith enjoyed his sisters pets as well but wanted one of his own, maybe a dog or a hedgehog?
Logan, their youngest sibling was here as well. He wanted to kiss Francis thinking he was some sort of cursed human needing a magic kiss to break their curse. Wendy laughed at her brother antic. Riley feed properly the pets and washed her parrot feathers.
Wendy and Francis bragged about each others.
"What if talked about your girlfriend." Teased Keith.
Riley glared at her brother. The green-eyed boy pouted, Riley looked stern. Wendy said nothing.
Riley wasn't jealous of her sister. She have been granted the privilege of being in love without of being seen, without adult supervision.
The privilege to not be the oldest.
Riley hated being the oldest.