"Aha!" Lucius exclaimed when he entered Isabella's room one morning after he investigated thoroughly as to why the cookie jars gets empty——which shouldn't happen because Tony is strict with their consumption of sweets because Isabella has pulled them all to the hole of no return.
  
The hole is called the unhealthy cookie fucking consumption. It's where people who knows Isabella will eat a lot of cookies because that's the only sweet thing that Isabella would honestly eat a lot.

Which is an unhealthy amount of cookie eating.

It is so unhealthy that Tony had forbidden all of them to eat it.

"I knew it!" Lucius said, catching Elois eating a cookie mid bite and Isabella drinking a cup of milk.

It was currently six in the fucking morning and yes, Lucius woke up for this so he could snitch on them because he's a respectable adult and he's a good brother.

And yes he knows that nobody likes a tattletale but fuck whoever said that. The middle children always does the snitching.

And yes, his siblings are crazy, Lucius wished that he could all chuck them at the lake outside.

He's the only one who's not crazy.

"You dirty thieves." Lucius hissed, marching towards them. They look guilty and slightly annoyed, but who cares if they are?

"We ain't dirty and we ain't thieves." Isabella grinned at him. "This is called borrowing."

"Can you return the cookies that you've ate, huh?" Lucius crossed his arms, looking at her in annoyance.

As Isabella grew older, she'd grown bolder, more annoying. It's both amazing and irritating because she's becoming mischievous, more blunt with her thoughts.

She's scary too.

She had become braver too and more courageous.

"No, but I can return the cookie jar." Isabella said, not afraid of her brother's death glare. She just smiled at him sunnily. Elois snickered beside her, looking at Lucius mischievously.

Lucius rolled his eyes. His eyes could just roll off with the amount of rolling it had to do with these two idiots.

"Yeah, we can return the cookie jar." Elois agreed, nodding.

"The empty cookie jar?"

"The empty cookie jar." Isabella confirmed, smirking at him. "Or..."

Elois snickered, as if he already knew what she was going to say next. Which he probably does.

Lucius groaned. "I swear to fuc——"

"Or, you can just join our little crew so  that we wouldn't be caught." Isabella suggested plainly.

"If you ain't guilty, why're you so scared of getting caught, huh?" Lucius asks, grabbing the cookie that Elois was about to munch on.

"Hey! That was my treat!" Elois grumbled, narrowing his eyes at his brother. "You get your own, you thief!"

"That's you, cabrón." Lucius scoffed disbelievingly.

(Dumbass.)

Isabella blinks innocently at Lucius. It annoyed him. "Who says I'm the only one who's going to get caught?"

Just as she said that, Anthony bursts through her door with a look that would have brought shivers down anyone's spine. Well, except his siblings. His siblings aren't afraid of his glares or his threats.

"Lucius, what are you doing with that cookie?" Anthony demanded, marching towards him like an angry bull.

Lucius realized that he was holding a cookie that he had just snatched from Elois. He was shocked at the timing that Isabella had just created.

Who would have thought that Anthony would burst into his sister's room just as she was was saying something that sounded like a fucking villain?

Lucius certainly didn't expect it.

"Wait, this isn't what you're thinking, Tones!" Lucius tried to explain but Anthony wasn't listening.

"We're gonna get caught together." Isabella said, low enough for Lucius to hear and low enough for Anthony to not hear.

Isabella frowns immediately, looking at the empty cookie jar. "I'm sorry, Tony..."

Lucius looks at her in shock. She wasn't sorry before.

Elois mirrors her expression. "It's just hard not to eat it! We've been eating this since we were kids. We usually eat it in the afternoon and now you ruined the fun." He pouted at his eldest.

Anthony wasn't amused.

"What did I say about eating this?" He pointed at the cookie jar.

"Not to eat it." Elois and Isabella said in unison.

Anthony looks at Lucius, expecting something out of him. And, let's be honest, Anthony wants Lucius to repeat the words that his idiots just said.

"Not to eat it." He grumbled, wanting nothing more than to wrap his hands around their necks.

"And what are you doing right now?"  Anthony asks, raising a brow and crossing his arms.

"Eating it." They mumbled guiltily.

Anthony turns to look at Lucius and the latter had to roll his eyes again. "I'm not confessing anything." He said stubbornly.

"You're holding a cookie." Anthony sounded like he was talking to an idiot. "You're holding the treat that I told you not to eat!"

"I'm holding the treat but I didn't eat it yet!" Lucius exclaimed, shaking the not-yet-eaten cookie in his hand to prove a point.

Anthony's eyes widened and Isabella shakes her head.

"Yet?" Anthony demanded and Lucius cowered in fear. He had made a mistake. A bad one.

"W-Wait, let's talk about this, Tones. You know me, right——"

"You three are grounded!" Anthony said, snatching the cookie from his hand before snatching the jars. He glared at the three of them. "Elois and Lucius, you two are supposed to be acting as the eldest when I'm not around, especially Lucius."

Oh, fuck, are they going to have Anthony's mama lecture?

That lasts for hours. Literally.

Lucius looked sour, he was glaring at the ground, looking like he was about to murder someone. Elois actually looked a little guilty and Isabella sighed softly, frowning.

After an hour and 30 minutes, Anthony finally stopped. He raised a brow at them all. "Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"

They nodded and mumbled their answers.

"And do you understand that if I ever see you doing this again, you'll all receive bad punishments, right?"

"Yes, sir." They muttered, looking tired.

Anthony nodded, looking satisfied now. "Good now breakfast's at 30, be sure you make yourselves presentable, Nicolai's coming."

"Again?" Lucius asked before he was lightly slapped on the arm by Elois. Lucius sighed. "Yes, Tony. We'll be ready by 30."

Anthony nodded before marching to leave Isabella's room with all of the treats.

Silence took over and all of them were staring at where Anthony just left with various of expressions on their faces.

"I'm gonna kill both of you." Lucius started, sounding so calm that it was actually scary.

"Anthony said that if he saw us eating the cookies, he'll kill us." Isabella said, repeating her brother's words. She nodded thoughtfully. "So, if I don't get caught then I'd be able to eat——"

Lucius pounced and it was a good thing that Elois was there to shield the little girl from the vile monster.

"Don't kill the president!" Elois shrieked in horror. "She's got so many things to fulfill."

Lucius growled. "I don't care! She planned this from the start. She framed me!"

"Anthony!" Isabella cried in this fake helpless tone.

Lucius stood up immediately, scared of being blamed again. He glared at his sister while Isabella snickered.

"You're abusing your privilege as the youngest."

"It was meant to be abused by the youngest, dearest brother." Isabella exclaimed lovingly at him.

Lucius looks at Elois and the man shrugged. "What do you want me to say, Luce? I could also get away with some things."

"Oh, so I'm cursed."

"Uh-huh." They said in unison before chuckling at each other.

"You totally are, bro." Elois grinned. "You're the middle child."

"You're also the middle fucking child." Lucius hissed at him.

Elois shook his head. "No way, I'm the second to the last kind of child which makes me the youngest too."

"You're the middle child. There's no way that there's two youngest in the family. You're stuck as the middle kid whether you like it or not."

"That logic is nonesense." Elois childishly answered back.

Lucius rolled his eyes. "You're nonesense." He said automatically.

Isabella giggled at both of them. "Let's get ready or else Tony's gonna be mad."

Lucius didn't budge when Elois hopped off of his sister's bed and had started to go towards the door.

Isabella rolled her eyes with a gentle smile. "M' sorry, Luci. I seriously didn't know that Tony was going to catch us."

Lucius nodded before ruffling her hair, causing her to whine.

"That's good to hear, you little brat."

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Let's be honest, whoever's got a sibling here, we've all experienced being the tattletale and the one being tattled on.

It's fun being the tattletale but it's  absolutely annoying when you're the one being tattled on XDXD

WELL, anyways! Happy holidays, guys!!!