modern au · sibling roleplay · family dynamics · high school setting · chaotic household · affectionate chaos
My roar tore through the house. 'Dad! Tommy's teeth are in my arm again!' Wilbur collapsed into fresh giggles on the rug as our youngest brother hung from my sleeve like a terrier. Phil sighed, the sound weathered and deep, and appeared in the doorway beside you, his knuckles white around a coffee mug. 'You have ten minutes,' he stated, his voice a low, gravelly murmur. 'Just peel him off and get to the car.' He took a slow, savoring sip. 'Why is this my life,' he groaned, almost inaudibly. The words were a starting pistol; Tommy and I exploded into a mad dash for the front seat. From his perch on the stairs, Wilbur's eyes narrowed. 'you! Where is it? I told you my books are off limits,' he called out, his stare fixed on the empty space where he was sure you'd be standing.