{Ready, Set, Go!}Family!{It's time to run!}

[Abby! (:]

"It is? I never knew that" J chuckled

"No you made her hyper as hell" Hannah sighed
"she lets me eat something sweet! Thats actually good!" lydia defended "so you can deal!"

[Stasya ♥]

Stasya grinned. "I'm her favorite."

"Shut up bish! //I'm// he favorite," Jeremy joked.

Stasya stuck her tongue out. "No! //I// gave her chocolate."

"Did you know that the clouds are up too?" Christina laughed.

[Abby! (:]

"No your all my favorites! Stasi just gave me chocolate" Lydia then she looked at the phone
"They are?" she and j gasped in unison.
"i never knew that" mollie smiled
"HA YOUR NOT SMART!" Aby pointed her finger laughing
"I guess not... kill me now i have to be stupid like these two" Mollie pointed to J and Aby
"HEY!" Both of them gasped
"were not stupid were just..." J started
"Slow!" aby nodded
"yeah what she said!" J agreed

[Stasya ♥]

"HEY! WAKE UP! Do NOT make me hit you in the head with this skateboard. Hello! ANYONE HOME IN THERE!" A boy grunted when someone hit his head repeatedly with a skateboard. "ALAN DAVID KAULITZ! WEREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO PICK YOUR SISTER UP FROM THE AIRPORT TODAY?! LIKE, AN HOUR AGO?!" The boy's green eyes shot open and he sat up, "Shit! Stasya came home today! Simone is gonna kill me!" He jumped up to his feet and seached the room frantically for his shirt. "Jeez, Kid. Calm down," a girl said, throwing a black tee-shirt at the boy. "Jesus, that isn't funny, Kristi!" The girl giggled, "I'm Lauren! Jeez. I'm the one with braces, see?" She smiled showing her braces. The boy rolled his eyes and shrugged, "Whatever, I don't have time to recognize you." He pulled his shoes on. This boy in a rush was Alan David Kaulitz-Trumper but everyone just calls him Kid. He is Stasya and Jeremiah's triplet, being in the middle, but only thefamily knows. Everyone else just thinks he's their 16 year old brother. He got his driver's license early because he is supposedly 16 and Gordon and Simone needed the help anyway. He ran a hand through his shoulder length blond hair and growled. "Where the hell are my keys!" A boy snickered and held a pair of keys out, "Slow down one second and look at your feet, Kid." Kid grutned and looked at his feet. "No," he yelled in horror, realizing he was wearing Lauren's shoes. He kicked them off quickly and looked on the floor. "Oh, Ki-id," Lauren and her twin Kristi called in sing-song. Each girl held one of his shoes in their hands and were at opposite sides of the room. "God damn you guys! I need to go! Give me my shoes," Kid demanded, jumping over the back of the couch and chasing after Kristi. "Truth or dare," Kristi laughed. "Truth," Kid barked furiously, stopping and crossing his arms. "Okay.... uhm.... Oh, I got it! Is it true that you kissed Kaylee in 2nd grade?" Kid rolled his eyes, "Yes, I kissed Kaylee in 2nd grade, Kristi Kent!" Krisit burst into luaghter with her twin and threw Kid's shoe at him. Kid caught the show and put it on quickly, turning to face Lauren. "And what do //you// want," he asked harshly. "Gosh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the floor. I want something simple. A date with your brother Jeremy," Lauren smiled sheepishly. Kid cocked a brow, "He's three years older than you." Lauren half shrugged, "So? Just do it." Kid sighed and shook his head, Jeremy would kill him. "Fine," he grumbled. Laurren squealed and gave Kid his other shoe. Kid put his shoe on, "You gonna come and make sure I don't get murdered, Uriah?" 17 year old Uriah Bennett is Kid's best friend -and Skye's boyfriend- and he was adopted into the Kent family only a year ago, but they've been going the same school for 9 years. "Sure," Uriah shrugged, pushing his long, black hair out of his face. Kid nodded and ran out the door to his black Jeep. He had a broken down Mustang GT in a garage that he was building but, until it was finished, he had to drive the Jeep Tom had gotten for him. He jumped in the driver seat and put the key in the ignition, revving the extremely loud engine. Uriah got in the passenger seat and Kid stepped on the gas pedal. The tires on the road competed with the engine, both roaring loudly. Kid took out his phone, "Take the wheel for me?" Uriah laughed and shook his head, "No way!" Kid stuck his tongue out and kept one hand on the wheel. "Sorry, no one woke me up. I stayed the night at Uriah's. PLEASE tell me your plane got delayed," he texted Stasya. He kept his eyes on the road until her reply came, "You idiot! I HAD TO TAKE THE FREAKING BUS HOME THIS MORNING! With a headache, lack of sleep and all. I was planning on sleeping in the car when you came to pick me up but noooo! I had to stay awake to make sure I didn't miss my stop. I WAITED 45 MINUTES FOR YOU!" Kid winced and sighed. "Sorry... Damn, how mad was Simone?" "She didn't even notice." Kid half smiled and replied, "Okay. I'll be home in a few minutes. L8eh, h8eh!"
((15 MINUTES LATER!))
Kid pulled the Jeep up to the curb and took the key from the ignition, leaning his head back against the headrest and closing his eyes. "Skye home," Uriah asked. Kid shrugged, "Dunno. He's probably still asleep. And wipe the smirk off your face before I smack it off, he's still my brother." Kid opened his eyes and looked at Uriah from the corner of his eye. Uriah laughed and put his hands up defensively, "Alright, alright." Kid chuckled and opened his door, getting out. He looked back at the Volvo and sighed, "Cullen's here." Uriah jogged to catch up and half smirked, "You and Jer don't like him, huh?" Kid shook his head. "Why?" Kid thought for a second, "It's just something that happens. Brother's don't like their sisters's boyfriends. Like how dads don't like their dauhters' boyfriends and moms don't like their sons' girlfriends. There are exceptions, sure, but it's just instincets." Uriah nodded, "Do any of your sisters not like me?" Kid laughed, "Not that I'm aware of. Stas thinks you're a riot and Jer thinks you're a pretty cool guy. Otherwise, i'm not sure." He walked through the door and oput his hands up defencisvly, "I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO SLEEP IN!" He looked at Stasya, she //seemed// calm enough. She didn't //look// like she was about to throttle him. "Jesus Christ, Dave. Calm down, I'm not gonna kill you. It was an accident." She shrugged. Kid looked at his sister suspiciously and she burst out laughing, "Okay, I //promise// I won't kill you. You can at least stop being so tense and sit down. Hey Uriah! What's up!" Uriah nudged Kid with his elbow, "I think she forgives you miraculously. Not much, just getting away from the twins." Kid relaxed a little bit and sat on the arm of the couch next to Stasya. "You don't need to lean, I gave you my word," Stasya grumbled. Kid striaghtened up, not realizing he had been leaning away from her. Uriah ran and jumped into the huge beanbag chair, it almost swallowed him whole.

[Stasya ♥]

((Wow, long intro....))
"She's just saying that so she doesn't hurt yer feelings," Stasya teased.

Jeremy smirked and leapt, tackling Stasya.

"Ow, Jeremiah, get the fuck off! That hurts! Ouch!" Stasya squirmed from under her triplet.

Ben laughed. "Get 'er! Now's when you can get revenge!!"

"Kid, help," Jeremy laughed, locking both of Stasya's wrists in one of his hands and tickling her with the other hand.

Kid smirked and got on his knees, tickling his sister.

Stasya screamed and laughed. She got one hand loose and punched Jeremy in the jaw.

"Ow," Jeremy laughed, opening and closing his mouth. He rubbed where she had punched and snickered.

Kid grabbed her hands, not noticing he had caught her thumb and making it bend behind her knuckles. "Fuck! Ow, ow, ow! Let me go," she cried. "YOU'RE BENDING MY FINGER IN A CROOKED WAY," she yelled.

Everyone looked at Stasya and laughed. "Nice one, Stasya," Amanda laughed.

"Shut up Amanda! Goddamn! It hurts! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts," she cried again. She whimpered.

Kid laughed and let go of her hand to make sure her thumb was back in its normal possition before he grabbed her hand again. "Sorry."

Stasya sat up, shoving Jeremy off and yanking her hands free from her brother. She looked at her thumb and massaged her thumb knuckle. "Jerks," she mumbled. "Now, because I punched Jeremy and because you dislocated my thumb! I am going to hurt you too." She stood up and pulled Kid to his feet, dragging him behin her. "This is just for precaution. If you do what I think you will, Bill and Tom will make me clean it and it's easy to clean from the tub than the carpet." She pushed him into the tub and pulled her arm back ready for a punch. She punched id right in the stomach with all her strength and waited only a second before his reaction came.

Kid's breath rushed out in a loud 'whoosh!', he convuled as if he were about to throw up before his eyes rolled in the back of his head, closed and his body started to droop.

Stasya gasped and caught him under the arms. "Not what iu was expecting but still awesome! Can someone help me? I need a shovel, some gloves, and a trash bag for this dead body!"

Edward went upstairs into one of the bathrooms and looked at Stasya. "You killed your triplet," he asked teasingly. "Tsk, tsk."

Stasya smirked and ragged out of the tub. "I was expecting him to puke. He almost did but then he passed out." She grabbed a marker and sat her brother on the ground, leaning him against the wall. She pulled the cap off and thought for a second.

"That's a good idea. But it's terribly mean," Edwarc chukled.

Stasya laughed and shrugged, "I don care." She held Kid's eyes closed and colored his eyes lids black. "No what should I do?"

"The classic.... Yes, that." Edward sat on the ground.

Stasya nodded. "You know, sometimes your mindreading is helpful." She drew a mustach on her brother and set the marker back on the counter.

"Why do you guys have a marker in the bathroom?" Edward waited but Stasya never said anything. "You Sharpie your nails? Hmm."

"Tip from Bill," she shrugged, grabbing a bottle of black and a bottle of whie nail polish. She painted the base color of black on Kid's nails and waited while they dried. "It's quick dry so it won't take long." She yawned, "Hey, where'd Alice go?"

"I'm not sure. I think she's still here." Edward smiled, "You never know with Alice, though."

Stasya nodded and clicked her tongue. She turned back to Kid and painted the tips of his nails white. "Hand me the-"

"Hairspray," Edward finished, handing her a bottle. "BIll will be so proud."

Stasya shook her head. "No he won't. He hates when people dress like him and shit." She grabbed a hairbrush and teased the roots of Kid's hair.

"You dress like him," Edward informed.

Stasya held a clump of her brother's hair up and sprayed tons of hairspray on it. "Yeah but I've been dressing like this since before I even knew who Bill was. So, technically, he ripped off my style." She chuckled.

"I agree, you ripped of Marilyn Manson."

"Hell, I didn't even know who //he// was," Stasya laughed. She finished her triplet's hair quickly and put the haispray on the floor. "Hmm..."

"Blue, green, or black?"

Stasya made a face. "Black."

Edward nodded. "Top shelf. On the.... it's not here." he looked at Stasya.

"Oh yeah." She stod up and took a stick of eyeliner from her pocket. "Forgot I was gone for 5 monthes." She snickered and put the eyeliner on Kid, it was exactly like Bill's. She stood up. "Keep a watch. I'm gonna raid Bill's closet... like I had to say that aloud," she rolled her eyes and walked out of the bathroom and into Bill's. She walked through his dark room to the closet. She pulled the first shirt and pair of pants she found out and ran back to the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her.

[Abby! (:]

"Wow!" Lydia jumped up and looked at Stasya "Your not... woah" SHe stumbled a bit and caught her balance on a chair "Woah head rush... I'm ooooook" she smirked weakly
"Told you" Hannah stuck her tounge out childishly
"I know I know you don't need to nag me about it" Lydia rocked her head back and forth
"Nice... you gave Kid a makeover" Hannah looked at Kid and chuckled

[Stasya ♥]

Stasya smirked. "Thank you. I think he looks like Bill's twin now."

"Believe it or not, he would be our triplet," Tom chuckled.

"NO! He's MYYY triplet. So.... shut up." Stasya snickered.

"No fighting without meee," Amanda whined.
"Or me. Someone needs to be the median," Christina giggled.

[Abby! (:]

"We'll its not a good fight! I think Amanda should join!" Aby nodded
"I think Kid looks fabulos you could be quints" Lydia chuckled the chemo starting to really affect her

[Stasya ♥]

"I'll be on the next flight to California," Amanda laughed.
Christina rolled her eyes. "If you hadn't of blown all your money on your car."
Amanda made a face. "There was a crash, I can't drive around with my car looking like that."

"Maybe we are," Stasya gasped stupidly.

Jeremy smirked, "Yeah, and maybe Ozzy Osbourne is our dad."

"AND SHARRON IS OUR MOM! YES!" Stasya laughed.

[Abby! (:]

"OSSY OSBORN! NO WAY!" Aby gasped

[Stasya ♥]

"YES WAY!" Stasya nodded enthusiastically.

[Abby! (:]

"THAT IS TOOOOO COOL!" Aby smiled

Lydia looked at Stasya "No they arn't! Bob the Builder and Barbra Bush are" she nodded

[Stasya ♥]

Stasya made a face. "Then I was adopted. I'm to hot to be Bob the Builder and Barbara Bush's kid." She nodded slowly.

"Me too," Jeremy smirked.

Stasya half smiled. "We must be... HEATH LEDGER and uhm uhm uhm uhm.....uhhh."

"Tila Tequilla!" Jeremy stifled a laugh.

"YEAH! NO!!! NO WAY IN SHIT IS SHE OUR MOM! Uh.... ANGELIA JOLIE! Yeaaaah. Jeremy and me are Heath Ledger and Angelia Jolie's kids." Stasya held her hand up, palms facing up, nodding.

[Abby! (:]

"Angelina Jolie? WOw" Hannah looked at her siblings

[Stasya ♥]

"Yes," Stasya and Jeremy said in unison.

"Then can you tell your parents I'm a big fan," Amanda teased.

"Oh, I don't know Aim. They don't really appreciate being attacked on such short notice. I'll take a look at the schedule and see when I can pencil you in," Stasya said, acting like a secretary.