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"Mitch, I think you're overreacting. We're all adults, we will act as such."
Scott tried reassuring Mitch as he rubbed his leg.

Mitch groaned annoyedly and closed his eyes.
"But you don't understand! We talk to each other on the phone, sure, but it always ends in an argument. Our feud has gone on so far I doubt we'll ever make up." He replied.

Mitch was refueling to the year long family feud he had with his two brothers.

Mitch was born in a set of identical triplets.
Micheal was the oldest, then Coby, and then Mitch. Although it was only a minute or two apart.

Yeah, that was a painful day for Nel.

Mitch never told Scott what actually happened because every time he talked about it, he got too mad to continue.

Scott just assumed something really bad happened so he decided not to interrogate Mitch about it.

"Well, you're going to have to be nice." Mitch laughed loudly at Scott's words and patted him once on the cheek.

"Oh, you're so funny." Mitch said, standing up. Scott rolled his eyes and continued watching TV.

"I'm now going to order wings because Coby hates them." Mitch said childishly as he took Scotts phone.

Scott rolled his eyes, but knew it was pointless trying to knock any sense into him.

***

"I'm just confused as to what's happened. I've literally known all of you for my entire life and never seen you this mad at eachother." Scott said as Mitch put the box of wings on the counter.

Mitch just rolled his eyes at shook his head at himself

Michael--or Mike, Coby, and Mitch were all very similar.
Along with being identical, they all had the same hobbies and likes.

Although all of their sexualities were different.
Mike was straight, Coby was bisexual, and Mitch was gay.

Mitch groaned again as the doorbell rang.
The only reason they were even having this little get together was because Nel and Mike, their parents, were forcing them too.

Scott smiled, he loved the thought of being around two more people that looked like he love of his life.

Since Scott knew the triplets for his entire life, he could tell them apart such as the parents could. Mitch especially since they were inseparable.

Mitch walked out of the kitchen and stood in the living room, facing toward the door.

Scott opened it widely and smiled at Coby and Mike who must've arrived at the same time.

"Scotty! Damn, I forget how tall you are!" Mike said, quickly hugging Scott tightly.
Scott hugged back before giving Coby a hug as well.

When Scott stepped back and looked at all of the triplets, he put his hand in his chest.
"Aww! The Grassi brothers all in my vision again. It's been an entire year, how about that?"

"Yeah, and it would've been a year if--" mike smacked Coby's arm, which made him 'OW!' Loudly and hold the spot tightly.

"The hell, man!? Screw you!" Coby said annoyedly.
Mike rolled his eyes along with Mitch.

Scott pressed his lips together.
The thought of having an argument with Mitch was scary.

The thought it Mitch having an argument with another Mitch was terrifying.

And the thought of Mitch and a Mitch and another Mitch all having a smacktalk down was actually unreal.

He knew better then to get involved.
"Nice with the physically abuse, Mike." Mitch said, glaring at his brother.

Coby just brushed passed his brothers and looked in the kitchen, only to turn around angrily at Mitch.
"Wings? Seriously? You know I hate those."
Mitch gasped dramatically and put his hands on either side of his face.

"Oh no! Whatever shall you do!?" Mitch said sarcastically. Mike scoffed at Mitch and rolled his eyes.

"Keep the salt in the kitchen, Mitch." He said rudely. Mitch turned his glare toward his other brother and raised his eyebrows.

"Keep the bitch in the pound, Mike."

Scott then steeped in the middle of all of them although he couldn't stop the piercing glares they were all giving eachother.

"Enough! What the hell is the matter with you guys!?" Scott said loudly although they all acted like he wasn't even there.

"Oh nice! Be a petty brat in front of your lovely boyfriend!" Mike yelled at Mitch, moving to the side of Scott so he could look at him again.

"Piss off! You're just bitter because your girlfriend is annoying as hell!" Mike gasped whilst Coby just laughed.

Although Mitch then moved away from Scott so he could see Coby.
"And you're just bitter because you like both genders and neither of them like you!"
Coby gasped, such as mike did, and raised his finger in the air.
"You take that back!"

"You're just mad because you're the ugly one!" Mike said to Coby.

"We have the same face, you dick!" Coby retorted. Mitch snickered whilst Mike just smirked.

"Yeah, and somehow you're still the ugly one!" Coby gasped again and hit mikes arm.

"What are you laughing at, Mitchell!? Least I never had a crush on my babysitter!"

"Screw you, Coby! I was three! And besides, Mike had a crush on Miss Clemin in Highschool!"

"No I didn't! I just thought she has a nice personality!"

"And nice boobs!"

"I said enough!"
Scott screamed, finally gathering their attention as they all went silent. Scott shook his head with disappointment and crossed his arms.

"Do you even hear yourselves!!? You three are acting like total monsters towards eachother! Where is the love, here!? You are lucky to have eachother and be able to see eachother and YOU waste all of your precious time with eachother trying to rip eachother hair out! God, you guys need to get over whatever in gods name you're fighting about and appreciate you're time together, you hear me!? Apologise now!"

The triplets were shocked at Scott's tone of voice, and suddenly, their argument didn't seem to matter as much as it did a year ago.

"I said apologise. Now." Scott said, quieter this time but still sternly.

Mitch looked back at his brothers meekly.
"I-I'm... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for saying mean things to you, Mike. And I'm sorry for using the fact that you're single against you... that wasn't really nice of me..."

Coby smiled slightly and shook his head.
"It's okay... I'm sorry too."

Both of them looked back at Mike who was staring at his feet.
"Mike?" Scott asked.

Mike sighed and looked up at the two with a small smile.

He rolled his eyes playfully and opened his arms.
"Come on, let's just get the hug thing over with. I'm sorry too." Mitch and Coby glanced at eachother before cracking smiles and hugging Mike.

Scott smiled proudly and nodded.
"That's more like it. Now, is somebody going to tell me how the hell this fight started?"

That's when the three began laughing with a tint of red embarrassment to their faces.

***
One year ago...

"No, I've known him longer!"
Mike defended, crossing his arms.

Mitch rolled his eyes and scoffed.
"No! I have, I met him at the playground when we were two years old!"

Coby then snickered.
"Haha! I met him at the store with mom when I was one!" Mike rolled his eyes and flicked his brothers forehead.

"You're so dumb, Coby. I met him first." Coby rolled his eyes and rubbed his forehead.

"Abuse much?" Mitch asked.

"Okay, can we all agree that I've known Scott longer?" Mike asked as he walked passed them to his living room.

"No you have not!" Mitch fought back.

"Yes I have!"

"Nu-uh!"

"Ya-huh!"

"Nu-uh!"

"Ya-huh!"

"I've known him longer!"

"Shut up, Coby!"

"You shut up, Mitch!"

"Both of you shut up!"

"Shut up, Mike!"

"No you shut up!"

*****

"Are you serious? You guys have been at eachothers throats for a year over who's known me longer."

"Uh...kinda, yeah." Coby answered with a breathy laugh.

"Hey... now that you know, who did you meet first? Which Grassi brother was right all along?" Mike asked with a slightly smile.

Scott cleared his throat awkwardly and pressed his lips together.

Mitch raised his eyesbrows, waiting for an answer.
"Well?" He asked.

"Um..." Scott mumbled a name under his breath.

"What?" Coby asked. Scott sighed before repeating the name louder.

"Tyson." He said, referring to the oldest Grassi brother. Tyson was the oldest sibling, a few years older then the triplets.
Although Scott wasn't best friends with Tyson as he was with the triplets, he met Tyson first at church.

The triplets all stared at him for a few moments before looking back at eachother.

"Well... at least Scott likes me more. Haha!" Mitch said. Mike and Coby rolled their eyes, mike crossing his arms.

"That's not true! I'm his best friend!" Mike defended, Coby shook his head.
"No way! I'm his bestest best friend."

Scott sighed hopelessly as they began fighting again.

"Yeah, well I sleep with him!" Mitch said. Scott covered his face with his hands with another sigh.

Mike rolled his eyes.
"Mitchell!"

"Michael!"

"Cobin!"
Coby scoffed. "I didn't even say anything!"

"Whatever! Ha ha ha!" Mitch laughed sarcastically.

"You guys are so freaking ridiculous." Scott commented, crossing his arms. Mitch, still smiling turned back toward his brothers.

"You guys are so dramatic. If it were me and my sisters, we would work this argument out with class!"

Mitch rolled his eyes but had a small smirk on his.

"Don't be so rude. At least we worked it out now."
Coby said to Scott. Scott chuckled and shook his head slightly.

"A year later."

Mitch then glared playfully at Scott.
"He's a hater." Mike said. Mitch and Coby both then smiled along with Mike.

"And in true Grassi fashion, what do we say?"
Mike asked. The triplets all raised their middle fingers at Scott before shouting at him in unison,

"F🍓ck the haters!"

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