Got bored in study hall, wrote this. Might have some errors that I missed so keep that in mind would ya?

The holidays are supposed to be a peaceful time of year, one where family and friends come together to share the holiday spirit. Ya... not in my household. You see, my family isn't like any other across the country. We're 'gifted' with superpowers. We're as in me and my brother. Greaaat. Doesn't help that my brother is a flippin hero, like who wants to be that? It soo boring.. Anyway, it's almost time for 'him' to get here. Ugh. I mean, as I grew up i loved him and all of that sibling crud. It was only when he saved our grade school from an erupting volcano I set up for a prank I was done with him. I mean he just can't take a joke! Oh shiz he's here...

"Oh sister! Where are you hiding? Don't you know it's not nice to hide from your family on christmas! It's just not nice... " He called up to my hiding spot on top of the lighting fixture. What? I like climbing. I reluctantly slid down from my perch, my pet wolf cub following me. He like climbing too. I can't believe my brother's partner is a fox of all things. They're so ugly!

"There you are! I missed you sis! I barely see you besides when you're trying to kill me!" He said as he tried to hug me. I dodged of course.

"You seem to forget how you threw a freakin' truck at me the other day. Now that's what I call brotherly love," I snapped in reply. My arm still hurt from where it scraped on said truck.

We ended up bickering until mom and dad finally seemed to realize we were here and came down from their study. Of course they embraced my brother with open arm saying things like, "Oh Oscar! It's been too long sweety! Do you get enough to eat? I saw that news broadcast about how you save that little wolf cub from an evil owner! I'm so proud of you! Blah.. Blah... Blah...." I was seriously contemplating whether I should just leave when my dad turned to me and said, "How could you do such evil things when you're brother is so pure. Leave my sight now."

Taking it as an invitation I started to walk to the door while calling for Phantom (my lil' wolfie). I felt a hand on my shoulder that I tried to shrug off but it ended up turning me around. I growled faintly as I realized it was the flippin' chosen child.

"Mia, come on. Dad didn't mean it like that! Come, lets eat dinner." Like that was going to happen.

"Look, I'm not wanted here, clearly. I might as well just leave and spend some quality time with Phantom-" It was too late when I realized my slip up.

"You named your little wolf? That adorable sis! I named my fox Mica personally... " Like I didn't know that. He was always harping on about how great little Mica is and how proud he is of her... it's gross. Little did I know that Phantom and Mica were currently snuggled up next to each other next to the fireplace, fast asleep.

"Let go of my arm, I'm leaving," I snarled. I could feel my parent's and brother's eyes burning into my back as I stepped out the door, slamming it shut in the process. I'm just done. Ever since I was little he was the little golden child that could do no wrong and then there was me, the mistake. They never asked for twins. Let alone me. Why can't I be left alone? I contemplated this all only a few steps from the door with not a clue that I was being watched as a tear dripped down my cheek. The next thing I knew I was rapped in a tight embrace I hadn't felt in my entire 14 years of life, a hug.

THE END