And if you were wondering, yes, it is hell.
Let me introduce you to Jack and Michael; the world's best, and worst, little brothers.
We'll start with the worst of the two, Mike. Mike is, as Jack and me call him, the youngest sibling, because he was born two minutes after Jack. Everyone knows the youngest sibling ends up being the most immature, and this applies with Mike. I guess being the youngest by just two minutes can still make you the most annoying.
In reality, Michael is the same age as Jack, but we call him the youngest anyway.
Mike is that one child you had in your class in school that had a bad case of ADHD. He's hyper, he's loud, he's obnoxious, and he's always looking for trouble.
Mike loves to pick fights, which can get very annoying. He's always trying to get Jack to fight with him just for the heck of it. No, he's not angry, or upset with Jack. He's usually not even upset with anyone else. He just wants to fight. Even if Jack says he doesn't want to fight, Mike will provoke him by tackling him, pushing him, and putting him in various headlocks. Eventually, Jack has no choice but to fight back, if only to defend himself from serious bruising. This usually ends up with at least one of them crying, and both of them sent up to their rooms.
As you can see, Michael is a very violent child. But when he's not picking fights, he's trying to be as loud and annoying as possible. He'll make obnoxious noises, he'll make weird faces, he'll throw things, he'll run around- he'll do absolutely anything to make you snap. It's like a game to him; pick a target, and try to get on their nerves as much as possible. Let me say this; he's obviously gotten a lot of practice at this game, because he wins every time.
Now, it may seem like Michael is a terrible kid, but he does have his upsides. He likes to play sports with me and Jack. He loves to play catch with me out in the yard, and always plays games of basketball with me out in the street. The best part of all this is after running around outside for a while, Mike is much more calm, and can be a much more enjoyable brother. Him and I always joke around, and play video games with each other. Him and I don't always get along, but when we do, he's a pretty cool brother.
So, Mike is obviously the brawn, which makes Jack the brains. Jack is much more calm than his twin. He loves to read, write, and draw. Him and I get along very well; we always joke around, play games, and just have fun.
Jack's not quite as talented in the athletics department as Michael and me, but I give him lots of pointers on his jump-shot, and his pitching.
Jack and I have a lot in common. We both enjoy reading, we both are quite humorous, and we both love to eat. In fact, Jack has earned himself the title of "The Bottomless Pit," because he never seems to stop eating. If he goes out for dinner he'll order the biggest meal he can find, and then for dessert, his favorite, cheesecake.
Jack is probably the smartest of all of the brothers. He gets straight-A's every year, and always does his homework. If Harvard has a degree in cooking, Jack's gonna go far in life.
As you can see, I have two brothers who have very different personalities. One's aggressive and hyper, while the other is calm, and funny. They can make my life miserable sometimes, but I have to admit, I don't know what I'd do without them.
(But if anyone's willing to trade for a pair of little sisters, let me know ASAP)
Yours in awesomeness,
~Ry.
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