•Chapter Thirty•

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=Chapter Thirty=
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Jason's POV
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Thursday, 26th of September

"Will you please leave me alone.." I grumbled, gripping my book tighter.

"Come on Jason, can I not spend time with my brother? Maybe a little spar? A little game time?" Dick egged on with a goofy grin, nudging me with his elbow.

"I'm reading." I glare.

"I can see that, but you read all the time. And you're here on mandatory family game night, so you're gonna spend time with us." Dick turned and leaned back onto my lap.

"Please?" He grinned up at me

I shoved him away.

"I'm not participating." I glared, turning back to my book.

"Aw.. well it's too bad I recently beat your Mario cart Wii score.."

My eyes snapped up.

"YOU DID WHAT?"

all books and a cozy day hiding from family were forgotten as I ran down the stairs to the entertainment room and started up the Wii.

Dick followed snickering. "You should hang around more often. I have all this time to myself.."

I spammed the 'A' button trying to get into the game as fast as possible.

My blood boiled as soon as I saw it.

Current record: 1:23:12–NightRacer!

"Dick!" I yelled. "You smug bird!"

Dick waved his hand dismissively. "Oh please. I know. I'm amazing."

I violently tapped into a new game and started racing the ghost of Dicks chosen character- Mario.
(Although sometimes he frequents Princess Peach)

I of course, use Bowser.

It took me 15 minutes to beat Dicks record, placing my ghost in place of his. Dick just shook his head, a sly grin on his face. "Aw. So sad."

I tossed the Wii remote aside and got up. "I'm going back to my book." I grumbled.

Dick raised a finger. "Nuh uh, it's family game day."

Damien suddenly appeared beside Dick.

"You're not going to chicken out on just dance, are you?" He taunted.

I raised an eyebrow. "The only chicken here is Dick."

Damien scoffed while Dick put a hand over his heart. "Ow- you strike me.. it hurts.."

"Shut up." I muttered, moving around the pair and stumbling into the replacement. "Tim." I glared.

"Jason. I expect to win Sabacc tonight." Replacement challenged.

"Nobody plays Sabacc without me." I glare.

"I thought you were going to hide away with your books." Stephanie slid in with a few Sabacc cards in her hand, waving them like a fan.

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