The Tart Twins at the breakfast table. Whatever next? Billy goading Gilly on and Hunter trying to act the mum whilst Rik was finding it amusing.
"You're such a tart, Gilly. We know you hair flick when you drum, I've seen it!"
Billy now digging into his brother a little more, finding it irresistible to see that tarty expression over the Spider's face. Hunter just staring at Rik and then rolling his eyes at the brotherly drama.
"Fuck you. You're the one who's got a chest like a fucking forest. You could grow mushrooms on that!"
Gilly slapping a piece of toast onto Billy's chest, giggling at it all.
"You hair flip during your solos." Rik accused with a laugh. "I've seen you do it every time you hit the lowest note in the solo."
Rik was going to tease them in turn. Rik was going to say something and then looked at the bread on Billy. Scowling he picked up the oats reached across the table and put it right into Gilly's lap.
"You want to throw food, Lille tærte" Rik was done with the thrown food.
Billy just stared open-mouthed at that and then burst out laughing because Rik had rumbled him. Yep, he totally did hair flips during his guitar solos and wasn't so different from his baby brother at all. Tarty all the way. Gilly snorted at that and then gasped when Rik threw the oats into his lap.
"Shit! You bitch---look what you did!"
The drummer got the oats and threw a handful at Rik's hair. Hunter knew he'd have to intervene so distracted his tarty lover by kissing him passionately. That shut Gilly up for five seconds. Billy managed to brush most of the oats out of his lover's thick hair and gave his brother a scornful look.
"Payback." Rik might not be tarty in expression but he could be bitchy when he wanted. "For the bullshit at the breakfast table."
The oats in his hair got a scoff of anger from the guitarist. "You throw oats at me one more time and I'm holding you down and letting Bonne run all over you."
Gilly almost screeched the last few words, curling up into Hunter's arms, as the Swede rolled his eyes and then kissed the drummer's forehead. Billy just snorted in amusement at his immature brother. Honestly, he could act like a five year old at times.
"You drama queen."
Billy whispered under his breath as he ate. No more shit from the young tart because people wanted peace with their breakfast not screaming tarts.
Rik gave Billy an elbow to the side for those murmured words that could start shit up again. Then he laughs a little before cleaning himself up and going back to eating. Hopefully the rest of breakfast would be peaceful.
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"You're such a tart, Gilly. We know you hair flick when you drum, I've seen it!"
Billy now digging into his brother a little more, finding it irresistible to see that tarty expression over the Spider's face. Hunter just staring at Rik and then rolling his eyes at the brotherly drama.
"Fuck you. You're the one who's got a chest like a fucking forest. You could grow mushrooms on that!"
Gilly slapping a piece of toast onto Billy's chest, giggling at it all.
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Rik was going to tease them in turn. Rik was going to say something and then looked at the bread on Billy. Scowling he picked up the oats reached across the table and put it right into Gilly's lap.
"You want to throw food, Lille tærte" Rik was done with the thrown food.
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"Shit! You bitch---look what you did!"
The drummer got the oats and threw a handful at Rik's hair. Hunter knew he'd have to intervene so distracted his tarty lover by kissing him passionately. That shut Gilly up for five seconds. Billy managed to brush most of the oats out of his lover's thick hair and gave his brother a scornful look.
Tarts.
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The oats in his hair got a scoff of anger from the guitarist. "You throw oats at me one more time and I'm holding you down and letting Bonne run all over you."
That should shut the little brat up.
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Gilly almost screeched the last few words, curling up into Hunter's arms, as the Swede rolled his eyes and then kissed the drummer's forehead. Billy just snorted in amusement at his immature brother. Honestly, he could act like a five year old at times.
"You drama queen."
Billy whispered under his breath as he ate. No more shit from the young tart because people wanted peace with their breakfast not screaming tarts.
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