A/N: Some people in the comments have been asking if Travis is going to be dead. When I said that, I didn't mean the he was actually going to die... What would be the point in an ongoing story if the main character killed another main character? It would be kind of different if I killed off a secondary character, but I can't kill Travis off. It would ruin the whole story. In conclusion, no, Travis will not be dying anytime soon. ~Car

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Song: Nightcore - Operator by Nightcore Reality.

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Zane's POV

Once I finish trudging the barrel of mayo around Garroth's house, I wipe my forehead, "Are we ready?" I ask, out of breath. 

Garroth looks out the window, just to see Travis' car pulling up, "Yup! Got the mayo?" Garroth questions. 

"Yep!" I reply. 

Garroth scurries over to me as we place the barrel above the opening of his door. Once Travis steps inside his room, a string will pull the mayo barrel down to where the sauce will spill all over him. I think that's decent payback for leaving me with my chatterbox of a brother. Garroth and I the run over to the couch and quickly turn on some random show about-- IS THAT MY LITTLE HORSIES? GARROTH MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! THIS IS MY SHOW!

Travis' POV

"GARROTH, SCOOCH OVER." Zane yells from inside. 

Zaney~Poo, heh. I make myself chuckle. Garroth does his signature giggle from inside, "Pony show?" Garroth questions in a taunting manor. 

"Garroth, shush!" Zane snaps. Garroth grows quiet, but still remains talking. 

I chuckle at the two brothers inside as I open the front door, "Hey, guys!" I greet.

Both, Garroth and Zane get completely silent. The only thing that can be heard is the ponies talking on the TV. Zane seems to be holding in giggles as Garroth is snickering quite loudly. 

"Hey, Travis!" Zane exclaims, getting off the couch. 

"Uhh... What's up?" I question. 

"The ceiling." Zane replies. I growl under my breath while Zane chuckles, "Just kidding." He finishes. 

"So... Uhh... I'm going to go to my room to get changed, ok?" I say. 

Zane and Garroth nod at the same time as I make my way down the stairs. Zane runs back to the couch and pounces on it, "OK. WE'RE WATCHING PINKIE CAKE, GARROTH. NO INTERRUPTIONS." Zane roars. 

"Ok, ok!" Garroth exclaims. 

A smile paints onto my face at the two brothers. I place my hand on the doorknob to my door. I twist the knob and open the door. As I step in, I feel a liquid drench over my body. 

"AHHH! ZANE! GARROTH!" I scream. 

I turn around and wipe the substance out from my eyes, ignoring the droplets that're dripping over my face. I see Garroth and Zane standing there, laughing hard. 

Competitiveness rushes over my body, "YOU TWO ARE SO DEAD!" I yell. 

I kick my shoes off then run after them. Zane and Garroth's eyes widen as they bolt up the small staircase and run across the wooden floor. The pitter-patter of their feet is loud, it only being accompanied by my screams and threats. 

"GET BACK HERE SO I CAN END YOU!" I yell. 

"NEVER!" Zane screams in response. 

Garroth disappears in the hallway, probably escaping to someone's room (Laurance's *winkwinknudgenudge* Laurance isn't here... Is he? ._.). It's now only Zane and I in the hallway. 

"GARROTH, GET BACK HERE." Zane commands. 

"You're on your own, Baby Brother!" Garroth exclaims, his voice muffled due to a door. 

"Come on, Zaney~ Don't you want a hug?" I ask. 

"N-NO!" Zane replies. Zane's back hits the wall, forcing him to stay in place, "G-Get away!" Zane exclaims as I get closer.

I spread my arms out wide, ready to embrace Zane in a hug, "Zaney wants a hug." I say. 

"NO, ZANEY DOES NOT WANT A HUG--" Zane starts, but gets interrupted by me wrapping my arms around him, "You smell like mayo." Zane mutters. 

"Is that what I'm covered in?" I ask. 

"Yes." Zane states. I sigh and release. Zane takes a breath of relief, "Finally, that's is over.." Zane pants. 

"Nope. It isn't... I was just getting started." I smirk as Zane's eyes widen. 

I pull down Zane's mayo-covered mask down and look him straight in the eye. I whisk some hair away from his face, ruffling my hand in the mop of black strands. Mayo is now all over his hair. Whoops! I look down from Zane's hair and look into his eyes once again. 

"L-Let me go!" Zane demands. I don't say anything before smashing our lips together, "Mmph!" Zane was about to say something, but got cut off (Obviously). When I pull back, Zane's face is totally covered. "I hate you..." Zane mumbles. 

"You know you love me!" I exclaim. 

Zane scowls, "Sure."