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_{[Dirk has glanced from his homework to the journal his uncle got him for over an hour now. Writing something in there sounded like a lot more fun than trying to catch up on assignments after missing so much school. He hasn't a clue of what to say, so he just rolls with the first thing that comes to mind.]}

I can't wait for the school year to end.
It's getting ridiculously difficult to keep up with all of my assignments, especially knowing that in September, I start at Hogwarts.
Regular school work is boring in comparison to the idea of learning magic.
Plus, summer will be awesome for reasons.

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No way I'd let that happen.
You'd traumatise her.
And me.
I don't wanna see your butt or your misogynist buttcheese.
Go away.
I'm changing my name.
Not a Strider anymore.

excuse me.
my ass is flawless and she will love it.
no incesto though.
she would love it in a totally platonic way.
and so will you.
and i have asscheese now?
well shit i guess i know what i can spread on your toast tomorrow.
gotta find a good use for it.

nope.
you cant fucking renounce the strider name.
once a strider always a strider.
sorry kiddo.
youre in it for life.

I would rather vomit in your Wheaties.
Hate to break it to you, but your bum leaves a lot to be desired.
It's saggy.
Sure you do that.
I guess you forgot I'm allergic to bread.
You enjoy it; I hear it goes down well with milk.

I already did.
I'm a Smith now.
Good riddance.

[Bro doesn't respond. Instead he finds Dirk wherever he is in the house and sneaks up on him. He backs up to him and then begins rubbing his ass all over his back.]

I'm rubbing my asscheese all over yoooou.

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UGH. What are you doing! Stop!

_{[He scrambles to his feet and runs out of the bedroom.]}

[Bro can't help but laugh at Dirk's response because holy shit that's hilarious. It reminded him of something Dave would probably do.]

Come back Mister Smith!

[He follows after him.]

_{[Unfortunately, there are only so many places he can hide. That's okay though because the running is good for him, considering all of his excess energy.]}

No way! I don't associate with Striders!

[He finally catches up to Dirk and then dives at him, tackling him to the ground. He makes sure not to do it too roughly, because he's not in strife mode. He's in play around like an immature dumbass mode. He rolls over Dirk and pins his arms to the floor just hard enough that Dirk can't escape.]

Is that so, little man? Does this mean you're gonna have to move out? Strike out on your own, make a name for Smith to rival that of the Striders?

_{[Dirk never played with his dad like this; he was always too busy. It's needless to say that he's having a lot of fun with this. He couldn't exactly roughhouse before when he was the only one around. He squeals, trying to break free from his uncle's grip.]

Yup! Striders will never be able to compare to the Smiths.}

[Bro was enjoying this way too damn much for his own good. He hadn't played around with a kid since Dave was younger. But obviously he was doing it now just for purely ironic purposes.]

Is that so? And just how do you plan on making it b-

[It was at that time he pretended like Dirk's attempts at breaking free caused him to lose balance, so that he fell sideways onto his back, thus allowing Dirk the chance to get on top.]

_{[Dirk was smart enough to know that Bro was letting him 'win', at least for now, but it still felt a little empowering.]}

I'm more awesome so I won't even have to try. You'd even be impressed and wish you had swag like mine.

Cocky little- [He paused, the very briefest of pauses. He'd started to say 'bastard'. But given recent circumstances, that was... an unfortunate choice of word.] butt. [... Smooth transition.]

And where the hell was this confidence when I was smothering you in my ass cheese? [He spotted a smuppet in arms reach on the floor and grabbed it, before tossing the soft, plush-butt puppet at Dirk's head.]

Edited 2012-05-20 10:18 (UTC)

_{[He shrieked, trying to bat off the smuppet only after it hits him in the face. He tried his best to not start laughing, because at the moment that would ruin their game.]}

That's different. Buttcheese is gross! Confidence as nothing to do with it.

Hey, nobody said anything about buttcheese!

[He gave Dirk a small poke in the stomach in an effort to tickle him, because he could tell that Dirk was trying not to laugh. He wanted to fix that.]

Come on, you wanna be a man then you should start talking like one. Say it. Say asscheese.

_{[Dirk started laughing and rolled off onto the floor. He automatically curled up though, figuring his uncle remembered how ticklish he could be.]}

Stop it! _{[This was all he managed to say through his giggles at first.]}

No, I don't wanna.

[Oh well if that wasn't just the most adorable thing. And it gave him an idea. Bro rolled over and sat up on his knees, inching forward until he was looming tall over Dirk. His fingers wiggled 'threateningly'.]

Say asscheese or I'll tickle you 'til you pee.

_{[The thing to do was to roll away as quickly as possible. He didn't want to be tickled, nope, not at all.]}

I don't want either of those.

[Nope, unfortunately for you Bro is fast. He crawls forward and grabs Dirk by the sides. He picks him up, before falling backwards onto his back, with Dirk trapped in his arms on top of him. His digs his fingers into Dirk's sides lightly, wriggling them around.]

Say it, say it, say it!

_{[Dirk can't remember the last time he's laughed so hard. He can't stop it, either. He's too ticklish, and no amount of squirming is freeing him from his uncle's grasp.]}

But it's a bad word.

[Dirk's laugh is so infectious. He can't remember hearing anyone laugh that much in a long time. Especially not someone with the last name of Strider. And it feels good to hear it. After dealing with so much shit, it was nice to hear Dirk laugh. And he might've been chuckling along with Dirk, but... only ironically, of course. He keeps up the movement of his fingers, showing no signs of stopping.]

Who the fuck cares? Say it! Be a man! Be the manly Mister Smith that you were born to be!

_{[The fact that Dirk is able to laugh at all is truly a wonder. For the most part, he'd been rather subdued and quiet since he'd been staying with Bro. His uplifted mood, even if temporary, is definitely a good sign.]}

The Smith clan is full of the most upright gentlemen! They would never say such a horrible word.

Then I hope you're ready to pee!

[With that, he intensifies his tickling, making sure to reach all of Dirk's most ticklish spots. Because he's his uncle, he just knows where all of the most ticklish spots are. It's a secret uncle ability.]

_{[He's squealing even more loudly, squirming harder to try to break free.]}

Then you're going to get peed on.

Wouldn't be the first ti-

[... Oops. He's just going to tickle even harder and hope Dirk doesn't question that. Because that was totally not a thing that was appropriate at all. Forget he said that, Dirk. Forget. It.]

Edited 2012-05-21 04:08 (UTC)

_{[He tries to stop laughing enough to speak, because nope, he can't unhear that.]}

Eww! Uncle Dirk likes being peed on!

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