?Brian??
Once more the voice called out, ?Brian??
After a few seconds, the slow creaking of what sounded like a door could be heard, coupled with a sharp of said door.
?Brian Alexander McDineen-Ravenlock, it's time to get up, so come on and let's go, mister!?
A moment or so afterwards, a slow rustle could be heard from within the darkness of the room, along with what might have sounded like a muffled grown.
?Listen don't give me that, it's not like I was the one who told you to stay up all night with those friends of yours, doing whatever it was you did.?
That being said, another groan followed.
?Studying? Is that what that was? I'm sorry, we couldn't tell with all that noise blaring. It's a wonder you got anything done, save burst an ear drum. So come on, up and at em, there's breakfast downstairs and you know how your brothers get, so hurry it up, Brian.?
Was that a growl, from within the darkness of the room? Quite possibly, but at this point it was hard to tell... Well for anyone,save a mother, that is.
?Alright, alright--- Raven. I swear you kids and your phases, gods! So come on, let's go Raven.?
A faint click later and that darkened room came to light, courtesy of a pair of rather bright lamps.
?It's bad enough you won't color in that silver streak in your hair, it's like you kids want to just stand out so bad, huh? Well, I guess as long as your grades are up, I can't gripe too much, even if it's a pain to get you to take out the trash once in a while. Alright, I'm headed down stairs 'count darkula', so stop writhing around like the undead and join the rest of the family.?
The writhing ceased, as a growl slipped from the nest of comforters atop the small futon in the corner of the room, while a hand slowly extended from the darkness into the light, almost searchingly.
Then from down the hallway, ?You're gonna be late, again!?
?No I'm not!?
?Oh so you CAN speak common, so good to have you back, Brian!?
?It's Raven!?
?Raven Ravenlock, isn't that a bit redundant??
?Go away, Mom! I'll be down in a few!?
Steps were heard moving further down the hall, ?An clean up your room, it's a wonder you can find anything in that mess!?
With that, she took the stairs to the join the others below, leaving Bria-- er, Raven that is, to get his collective rear in gear, as she was so fond of stating, oh so often.
?Moms...? he said softly, flopping the comforters aside, to get to a sitting position as a hand lifted to his face, fingers rubbing his face and eyes back and forth. Slowly, said eyes opened, ?Ugh... Bright.?
Mew!
?Huh? Oh, Kerri what are you--? Ew! Really!? The first thing, I see is your stinky star fish? That's gratitude for ya, right? Specially, after I shared my chicken nuggets with you.?
Mew!
?Alright, alright. Just-- move your butt away-- really? Alright, here lemme scratch there. Geez, you cats are a pain, you're lucky you're cute an furry.?
The kitten padded on off across the room, picking a spot to park herself and then promptly clean herself-- butt first.
?Keepin', it classy, Kerri. Nice.?
Reaching over towards the night stand, he snagged a pair of glasses and slid them on. ?There that's better, now let's get dressed.?
A few minutes later, he was in front of a mirror, giving himself a quick once over with a rather scrutinized measure. ?Well, this is as good as it's gonna get for the first day of the new semester, sides it's not like I got anybody to impress.?
Mew!
?Huh? The band tee's too much? It's not like I'm wearing the band tee to the concert of the band that's on the tee, Kerri. I'm not 'that' guy!?
Mew!
?Okay, so we're good. blue jeans, white kicks, black band tee.?
?Mew!?
?You're only saying that, cause I feed you an you know it. Now where's that, backpa-- oh yeah, there! Alright, now I'm set. You be good Kerri, and no more eating moms plants, I'll see you after school.?
Hefting the backpack, he moved down the hall and then stairs to join the rest of the family downstairs-- which were already engaged in what sounded like some type of warfare over what he assumed was breakfast.
And should he survive that, then it would be off to that first day of the new semester... in High School.
Once more the voice called out, ?Brian??
After a few seconds, the slow creaking of what sounded like a door could be heard, coupled with a sharp of said door.
?Brian Alexander McDineen-Ravenlock, it's time to get up, so come on and let's go, mister!?
A moment or so afterwards, a slow rustle could be heard from within the darkness of the room, along with what might have sounded like a muffled grown.
?Listen don't give me that, it's not like I was the one who told you to stay up all night with those friends of yours, doing whatever it was you did.?
That being said, another groan followed.
?Studying? Is that what that was? I'm sorry, we couldn't tell with all that noise blaring. It's a wonder you got anything done, save burst an ear drum. So come on, up and at em, there's breakfast downstairs and you know how your brothers get, so hurry it up, Brian.?
Was that a growl, from within the darkness of the room? Quite possibly, but at this point it was hard to tell... Well for anyone,save a mother, that is.
?Alright, alright--- Raven. I swear you kids and your phases, gods! So come on, let's go Raven.?
A faint click later and that darkened room came to light, courtesy of a pair of rather bright lamps.
?It's bad enough you won't color in that silver streak in your hair, it's like you kids want to just stand out so bad, huh? Well, I guess as long as your grades are up, I can't gripe too much, even if it's a pain to get you to take out the trash once in a while. Alright, I'm headed down stairs 'count darkula', so stop writhing around like the undead and join the rest of the family.?
The writhing ceased, as a growl slipped from the nest of comforters atop the small futon in the corner of the room, while a hand slowly extended from the darkness into the light, almost searchingly.
Then from down the hallway, ?You're gonna be late, again!?
?No I'm not!?
?Oh so you CAN speak common, so good to have you back, Brian!?
?It's Raven!?
?Raven Ravenlock, isn't that a bit redundant??
?Go away, Mom! I'll be down in a few!?
Steps were heard moving further down the hall, ?An clean up your room, it's a wonder you can find anything in that mess!?
With that, she took the stairs to the join the others below, leaving Bria-- er, Raven that is, to get his collective rear in gear, as she was so fond of stating, oh so often.
?Moms...? he said softly, flopping the comforters aside, to get to a sitting position as a hand lifted to his face, fingers rubbing his face and eyes back and forth. Slowly, said eyes opened, ?Ugh... Bright.?
Mew!
?Huh? Oh, Kerri what are you--? Ew! Really!? The first thing, I see is your stinky star fish? That's gratitude for ya, right? Specially, after I shared my chicken nuggets with you.?
Mew!
?Alright, alright. Just-- move your butt away-- really? Alright, here lemme scratch there. Geez, you cats are a pain, you're lucky you're cute an furry.?
The kitten padded on off across the room, picking a spot to park herself and then promptly clean herself-- butt first.
?Keepin', it classy, Kerri. Nice.?
Reaching over towards the night stand, he snagged a pair of glasses and slid them on. ?There that's better, now let's get dressed.?
A few minutes later, he was in front of a mirror, giving himself a quick once over with a rather scrutinized measure. ?Well, this is as good as it's gonna get for the first day of the new semester, sides it's not like I got anybody to impress.?
Mew!
?Huh? The band tee's too much? It's not like I'm wearing the band tee to the concert of the band that's on the tee, Kerri. I'm not 'that' guy!?
Mew!
?Okay, so we're good. blue jeans, white kicks, black band tee.?
?Mew!?
?You're only saying that, cause I feed you an you know it. Now where's that, backpa-- oh yeah, there! Alright, now I'm set. You be good Kerri, and no more eating moms plants, I'll see you after school.?
Hefting the backpack, he moved down the hall and then stairs to join the rest of the family downstairs-- which were already engaged in what sounded like some type of warfare over what he assumed was breakfast.
And should he survive that, then it would be off to that first day of the new semester... in High School.