Another small taste of Fated. Enjoy!

            He went into the house and promptly made his way to the living room, where he went straight over to the T.V. and turned off the power.

            “Hey! I was watching that!” Brody yelled.

            “Well, you can go back to watching it when your homework is done.”  Kellen said, as he dumped his armful of wood into the holder by the fireplace. “You know that Mom will be upset if you don’t have that done by the time that she gets home.”

            Brody couldn’t argue with that, because he did know that their mother would be upset. However, he didn’t give in easily. He hadn’t liked the bossiness in Kellen’s tone.

            “But this is my favorite show.” He tried again.

            The look on Kellen’s face assured Brody of what was coming next. “And it will still be your favorite show when you catch it in reruns,” was all that Kellen said.

            “Sometimes, Kellen, you can be such a pain in the as--”

            “Don’t say it! I wouldn’t want to have to tell Mom that I heard you cussing.” Kellen interrupted.

            Since both of them took great pains not to upset their mother, Brody finished his sentence with a quick, “asp!”  The brothers looked at each other for a second and then burst into laughter.

            “Dude, that doesn’t make any sense,” Kellen said, shaking his head.

            “I know, but I had to finish it somehow.” Brody answered with a smile, before sitting down at the table to start on his homework.

            Kellen shrugged out of his coat and hung it on the hook just inside the door.  He sat down at the bench by the door and took off his boots. Then he washed his hands and made his way over to the freezer to figure out something to make for supper. He knew that his mother would most likely eat at the diner, so he would have to scrounge up something for him and his brother.  He found some hamburger, threw it in the microwave to defrost, then headed over to the cupboard. He checked it out, and found what he was looking for.

            “Skillet meal boxed dinner…just add hamburger to the cheese and macaroni. You interested bro?”  He turned to ask Brody. Since they both knew that skillet meals pretty much pushed the limit of Kellen’s cooking ability, Brody just wrinkled his nose.

            “Do I have a choice? I swear, Kellen, you could burn water!”

            Kellen chuckled, fully knowing the extent of his culinary skills, which left a lot to be desired; but then, Brody wasn’t any better.