-- brotherly bonding(CASTOR)

[bishop]

Bishop woke up with a start, he had no clue where he was, again. He realized he was naked in bed with two girls who were also naked on either side of him. He smiled as he remembered going to their apartment and having a fun night with tons of alcohol. He sat up and realized that was a bad idea, he felt the vomit coming up and he raced to the bathroom. Luckily he got there in time and vomited right into the toilet. A couple minutes later he got up and went to the kitchen. He washed out his mouth with yet more alcohol because that all he could find. Bishop stumbled his way back to the bedroom and accidentally knocked over an expensive looking glass vase. He paused,looked at it, then kept going. The two blondes were still sleeping,good now he didn't have to give them a lame excuse for leaving. Not that they wouldn't believe him, they were both extremely stupid girls. It was quite pathetic actually, but they were both great in bed, he had to give that to him. As long as they were hot, Bishop would get with them, it wasn't like he was going to talk to then or anything.

Bishop quickly put his clothes back on which were blue jeans and a tight red shirt they pronounced his muscles greatly. He always wore shirts like that, so when he was shopping he would always get a size smaller just for that purpose. Or Bishop would steal a shirt from Atlas and even Castor because he was the biggest of his siblings despite him being the youngest. He was only a little bit taller than Castor but still it counted. At least for him it did, he didn't know what his twin thought. Speaking of which he was suppose to spend the day with him, since it was Sunday and no matter what they had to hang out. It was there designated brightly bonding day, Atlas was busy with something apparently. Bishop remembered them telling him about it but he wasn't paying to much attention. He was pretty bummed about it, it was like missing one of the three amigo's. They would have fun nonetheless, besides he liked one on one time with his twin. Bishop may not show it all the time, but he truly did like spending time with them though he complains a lot.

Bishop finally drew out of his thoughts as he noticed one of the blondes stir. Quickly he grabbed his keys from the table and bolted threw there apartment. When he got outside he didn't recognize where he was , it was to damn bright. He made it to his car and put on his aviators sunglasses and got a out a cigarette. He patted his pockets as he remembered that he left his lighter up in the blondes apartment. He cursed and turned on his car, annoyed. Bishop didn't feel like going all the way back up there, he'd wait until he got home. Now that he could see, he noticed that his house was only 15 minutes away. Bishop flew pasts cars and cut in front of people like the total ass that he was and he just laughed when people honked their horns at him and swore. He just continued on his merry way. He got to his house and parked his car in the driveway noticing that neither of his brothers cars was there. He could understand Atlas's not being there, but where the hell was Castor? He better not have forgot, Bishop would be so pissed and hurt. But obviously he wouldn't show that he was hurt, he'd just pretend to blow it off like it was nothing.
 
Bishop shrugged and got out of the car, he knew Castor wouldn't forget. His twin would never let him down like that. Castor knew him inside and out, he knew he would hurt him if he didn't show. Despite what he showed on the surface His brother knew always how he was really feeling. He unlocked the front door and Maybelle greeted him right away. Maybelle was their chocolate labrador, she been with them ever since their parents died."Hey girl, how are you?" Bishop asked crouching down and petted her. She licked his face happily in response. He got up and headed up to his room, Maybelle trailing behind him. He took a quick shower and changed into a fresh pair of blue jeans and a baby blue V neck that looked quite good on him. He let Maybelle out in the back yard and he lit himself a cigarette. Bishop wasn't allowed to smoke in the house, and he obeyed his brothers rules. When he was done he let Maybelle back and they settled themselves on the couch in the living room. Bishop turned on the tv and waited for his brother to get home.

[kacie3]

The loud obnoxious buzzing sounded through the empty house. It was bright and sunny outside, and about ten in the morning. Castor slowly opened his eyes, then sat up and turned off the alarm clock. His stirring caused their dog to stir also, making her lift her head to lazily look up at the twin. A tired smile came to his lips as Castor got up and sat on the edge of the bed, then reached to the floor to pet the darkly colored dog. Getting up, he slowly moved towards the bathroom, then a few minutes later he went into the kitchen. The first thing he always had to do in the morning, besides use the bathroom, was eat. He always woke up feeling starved to death. He raided the cabinets in the same order he always did- fridge first, then upper food cabinets, then the lower- always moving from left to right. It was just one of his many odd habits. After finding nothing good to eat, he shrugged and started back to his room. This gave him an excuse to go out and do something before he was supposed to hang out with his twin. Speaking of. As he made his way back to his room, he peeked into both of his brothers rooms. They were both empty. Castor raised and eyebrow, shook his head, and went into his room to next raid his closet to find something to wear. It wasn't unusual for both brothers to be gone, but sometimes it worried him. What if something ever happened to one of them, but he just blew it off as if it was just a normal night? He made himself stop thinking in such a way, then quickly put clothes on. After giving the dog one more scratch behind the ears, he grabbed his keys and left the house.

He drove about a half an hour to the best bakery he knew. In his opinion, it was well worth the drive, because the food was just that good. He ordered a box of donuts, then one of bagels and muffins. There was a surplus of food for him and his brothers to have for breakfast, and it would last through snacks and probably until tomorrow's breakfast as well. He took a quick detour to the food store to pick up a twenty four pack of soda's and a twelve pack of fruit punch Gatorade drinks. Castor loved buying food for the house. It made him feel important. About an hour and a half later he returned to the house with all of his purchases. Opening the door and going inside, he spotted his twin on the couch with the dog. He smiled happily. "Hey bro!" He greeted Bishop enthusiastically. Castor put the donuts, muffins, and bagels on the kitchen counter, then the drinks in the fridge. He picked up a doughnut and started munching on it, then walked over to the little island that was in the middle of the kitchen and leaned on his elbow facing his twin. After standing still for a moment, he went to the fridge and got a glass of milk, then returned to his spot at the island. He loves spending time with his brothers; both of them. But sometimes it was nice to just have one on one time with his twin. "I bought some breakfast. Donuts, muffins, and bagels." He stated, giving a nod, not realizing that his brother was hung over, and that food might not be the best offer at the moment.

[bishop]

Bishop heard the door open and then his brothers voice. He automatically smiled and hopped up from the couch. Took you long enough, where did you go?" He asked curiously, usually he was the one last to walk in the door. Bishop then saw what he had gotten as his brother listed them off. The smell hit him first and his stomach churned. Without hesitating Bishop ran to the bathroom and skidded to the toilet, throwing up yet again. He hated being hung over, because he couldn't eat all the delicious food. His stomach would settle though then he'd pig out. That's what he usually did, then they played video games together and talk about random things. Things like their relationships and their jobs and people who they couldn't stand. Sometimes they'd go out to eat, no where fancy maybe pizza hut or something. Somewhere where they could relax and grab a bite to eat. Today Bishop didn't know what they were doing. He was up for anything, well after his hang over went away. Which it usually did by the early afternoon, then he just got drunk the same night and had to do it all over again. There was rarely a night where Bishop didn't get drunk and sleep out of the house. Sometimes though he get sick of it and stay in for a few days.

Bishop stood up and rinsed his mouth with water and splashed his face. He went out to the kitchen, his stomach was stronger and he got a cup of juice Castor had bought.I fucking hate hangovers." Bishop said bitterly, looking at the food with longing eyes. Bishop loved to eat, and he never gained any weight either. Poor Castor, he probably felt bad, he couldn't have known though. He was also probably laughing at him for being over all the time. And of course he would worry like he always did, there wasn't a person in the world that worried more than his twin brother. However he had good reason to be. If he found Castor not in his room at night for a good portion of the time then he'd be on edge to. Of course he wouldn't tell him that, he cares for his brothers a hell of a lot but tried not to show it as much as he should. But Bishop had plenty of people keep a look out for his brothers in case they needed any help. He also made sure that his friends would beat the shit out of anyone who talked shit about him or his brothers. Then they'd give him the peoples names where he'd go and beat the shit out of them a second time. The O'dair brothers were brothers not to be messed with since they were all fucking tall giants with Bishop being the most aggressive one.

Bishop sighed and sat down on at the kitchen table, Maybella came over and put her head in his lap. He smiled and pet her then looked up at his twin. "So what do you want to do? Bishop asked "Xbox till my hang over goes away?" The O'dair brothers brought a new level of intensity to xbox. They played like their own lives were on the line. The three of them together in any game were absolutely unstoppable it was purely amazing. They played for hours on end when they really got into a game. If they didn't want to do that then they played sports. They had a basketball hoop outside, and a volleyball net in the backyard. They were very active boys, that's why they all stayed in such good physical shape. At night the boys would run in there animal forms and mess around. They liked to race each other and wrestle. Since they were all pretty big cats it was pretty even. Bishop was a Siberian Tiger and the biggest one out of the brothers. Atlas was a lion and Castor was a panther. Of course the twins got their inspiration for the big cats from there older brother and role model. They use to adore him, not now though, Bishop was to old for that. But he did still admire him, and respect him a great deal.