<span class="mu-b">“What exactly am I supposed to be telling you?”</span>
You turned to see your brother standing beside the couch, glancing between the three of you with a raised eyebrow.
<span class="mu-r">“We’re renegotiating the terms of your house rules. I’m thinking ‘later bedtimes’ and more lenient ‘candy laws’.”</span> you said, clapping Pete lightly on shoulder as you rose from the couch.
<span class="mu-b">“Oh, so you want him to start living like you?”</span> Richard concluded.
<span class="mu-r">“And what’s so about that?”</span> you asked, spreading your hands innocently.
<span class="mu-b">“Yeah. What’s wrong with that?”</span> Peter added, clearly enjoying being the instigator in this situation.
Rich gave him a good natured smile. <span class="mu-b">“Well, bud…if you don’t get to sleep on time, then you won’t grow any taller. You’ll stay small, while all the other kids will be hitting their growth spurts.”</span>
The smile slipped from Peter’s face immediately. He looked utterly mortified.
He glanced at Cindy, as if to confirm whether his father was being truthful with him or not, and to his horror, she was nodding sagely.
<span class="mu-b">“Uh…Uncle Ben?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Yeah?”</span>
<span class="mu-b">“We might need to re-re-negotiate those bedtime terms.”</span> he pleaded.
You grinned at him and tousled his hair. <span class="mu-r">“I’ll work something out.”</span>
You led your brother away from the living room as casually as you could manage, feeling grateful for the playfully narrative excuse for doing so. Rich must have sensed that whatever you had to say was important, because he didn’t fight you on the matter.
As soon as you were out of earshot, he gave you a genuinely concerned look. <span class="mu-b">“What’s up?”</span>
You leaned in close and lowered your voice to whisper. <span class="mu-r">“Our mutual Russian friend is back.”</span>
Richard muttered a curse under his breath, covered his mouth and glanced back in the direction of the living room.
<span class="mu-b">“What’s he been up to? Is he about to try something? Should we go into hiding for a while?”</span>
Your brother bombarded you with questions all at once, not giving you room to breathe or respond. But you were going to try your very best.
What will you say?
>”He’s been working with some mad scientist in an underground lab. Together they managed to make a clone of me, somehow.” >”They’re messing around with mutant spider DNA, Rich. I think they want to continue the research.”>”It’s not important right now. What is important is how soon I can take him down before he does any more damage.”>”I’ve got him cornered this time. I think we can get him and lock him up for good.”>”You can ask him all that yourself once I got him tied to a chair in a dark cell. How do you feel about getting a little payback?”>Write-in.Pastebins:
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