Video Games

AN: tomorrows post is gonna be a little later since it’s New Years and all. Or maybe I could just figure out a schedule that’s not 12 AM

Broken and Remus told Broken’s family the whole story about how they met, their first date, their first kiss, the dogs, moving in together, all of it. They just happened to leave out the fact that the dogs weren’t dogs at all. “Puppies?” Razor asked excitedly. “Oh my god I wanna see.” Broken smiled and rolled his eyes, digging his phone out of his pocket to show her pictures.

”I don’t think we have many pictures of them.” Remus cut in before he could show the amalgamations they kept as housepets. “We live in the same house, it’s not like we’re sending pictures of them back and forth all the time.” She huffed and crossed her arms playfully. “You have my number, you better send me pictures when you get home.” Broken actually does have a few pictures and they’re of Oswald resting it’s big head in his lap, strangely cute if you ask me.

Bolt bounced in place next to the couch, he’s always been a hyperactive child. “Broken can we play games? Pretty please?” He laughed and shook his head, putting his phone away. “Alright, alright..” You’ll notice he’s procrastinating actually seeing his mother. Bolt smiled and grabbed his hand, dragging him towards the steps.

“Hold on..” He looked over at Remus. “You wanna come up with us..?” He smiled and scooted into his chair, rolling over to the steps. “I’ll take any chance to see you get beaten by a 12 year old.” “He’s 16.” Elion brushed past them on his way upstairs. Broken picked up Remus and carried him upstairs. “Bolt’s always been a little childish, haven’t you..” he ruffled Bolt’s hair. He giggled and followed Broken up to the game room on the third floor.

The whole third floor was completely open, basically just one big room. The couch was facing the large TV hanging on the wall, hooked up to every modern gaming console available. They rich rich. Partially because Broken gives his brothers money every couple of weeks since it’s technically their company too but that’s a whole other conversation.

Broken set Remus on the big pleather couch, settling next to him. “My chair dear.” He smiled. He groaned and stood up again, trudging back down to the main floor to get it. You’d think after like six months he’d to bring it up but no, he’s always head empty just Remus. By the time he got back up there Razor and his other brothers were fighting over what game to play.

”Here why not let Broken choose what to play.” Razor huffed. He flicked his tail and laid down across everyone’s legs like they were part of the couch. “Ow ow ow ow ow!” Remus tugged on his ear. “Sorry, sorry..” he scooted down so only his head was in his lap, the others can just put up with him. I promise this is going somewhere just hold on-

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