[Based off of the Xavier Siblings as they are in the fictional book I'm working on.

Enjoy!]

"LUCKY! GIVE ME THAT BACK!"

The Mr. and Mrs. Weaver looked at each other and sighed. Soft smiles on their faces as laughter and the sound of running came from upstairs.

Amani groaned from her bed as the door slammed open and Lucky rushed in, quickly closing the door and locking it behind them.

"LUCKY! GIVE IT BACK!" Damien shouted in a whining manner. His fist pounding on the door.

"What did you do?" Amani asked, unimpressed. Lucky looked up at her, smirking.

"Blackmail." They said a glint in their eyes. They held up a crumbled paper. Amani raised a brow, her own face dawning a mischievous look.

Lucky dropped onto the plush carpet, ignoring every other perfectly acceptable seat in the bedroom. They unfolded the letter and pulled out a Twix from their hoodie pocket. Amani sat and balked for a second before shaking her head.

"Who's it for this time?" Amani asked, shifting to sit up properly. She folded her legs up, ready to listen.

"No name." Lucky hummed, pulling out a notebook from their hoodie. They drew a five by five grid.

"Five? He has another crush?" Amani laughed, shaking her head. Then paused. "He's not reconsidering Kodi right? That guy gives me the creepiest vibes."

Lucky only nodded, their face scrunching up. "Very bad vibes. But Damien likes him, so." Lucky hummed, looking over the lettered. Amani grumbled, glaring at the door as Damien still hit against it.

"Long hair! Not Kodi." Lucky said, crossing off three of people on the grid. They muttered over the letter again, going over it slowly. After a bit they let out a disappointed aw.

"What? Who is it?"

"I don't know. No one has long hair and brown eyes." Lucky frowned, their eyes darting over the letter again. Amani groaned.

"Not a new one!" She growled. "ASK SOMEONE OUT WILL YOU?!" She shouted at the door. The banging stopped.

"MAYBE I WILL IF YOU GIVE ME MY LETTER BACK!"

"Okayyy~" Lucky whined, secretly they gave Amani a mischievous look. They took their phone out of their pocket, shoving a now empty Twix wrapping in its place.

They quickly took a picture of the note, making sure the focus and words were clear as day. They then shot up, quickly going to the door and unlocked the door. Opening it they immediately hit their head with Damien.

"Ow!" Each sibling cried out. Damien recovered quickly, snatching the letter back.

"Thank you!" He said sarcastically.

"Kids? Why don't you come down and eat before the two of you have to leave?" Mrs. Weaver said loudly, at the bottom of the steps.

"Well Lucky doesn't need anything. They just ate a Twix—" Amani started teasingly.

"Yes! Food!" Lucky quickly slipped past Damien. Footsteps could be heard going down the stairs in no time.

Amani blinked, giving Damien a concerned look. "Damn— do they starve the two of you over there?" She asked.

"No, or well. They let us fend for ourselves." Damien shrugged. "Plus, Lucky never eats."

"Really? They never stop eating here."

"Guess you guys actually have food they like." He muttered, shaking his head as they started down the stairs themselves. "They find it, and I quote, 'too tiring to make something that tastes good.' And we both know they refuse to eat anything I touch."

Amani shook her head as the two of them made it to the table, Lucky already in the kitchen, helping with plates. The two older siblings smiled to themselves. Both setting out to help with the food. They both quickly helped get the food to the dining room while Lucky set the table.

After eating the two younger siblings packed up, exchanging hugs before heading home.

[Word Count: 622]