02. Nasty fights {archived}

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--------- “You're selfish.” Goofball spoke, a framed portrait in his hands. He was unable to come to terms with the reality. “Psh. You know Lame, he’s an addict. He probably overdosed.” Hullabaloo spoke, earning a sharp glare from Goofball. “Sh-shut up. He knows better.” Goofball spoke, fingers tightening around the portrait. “Fame gets to people's heads. You know that, silly. If I got famous, it would get to my head.” Hullabaloo chuckled. “Clearly, some-something got to- your head already. All I can hope is that you do end up over- overdosing.” Goofball spoke lowly. “Say that again.” I hope you overdose.” Goofball repeated slowly “No, you don't. You'd be alone, without two brothers, wouldn't that be depressing?” “Not with you go-gone.” Goofball spoke. Hullabaloo growled, taking a few steps closer, “You don’t mean it. You are never truthful.” Goofball let out a sharp laugh, setting down the picture frame, “Oh-oh, you're so funny when you want to be.” Goofball continued to laugh. “You're mad,” Hullabaloo stated “That makes two- two of us!” Goofball turned around, gripping Hullabaloo's shoulder, who responded by pushing him away. “Do not touch me.” “What's wrong- scared to admit your faulty?!” “I’m going to call your therapist and get you sent to a psych ward. Do not test me.” Hullabaloo threatened “Its- its always psych ward this- this, psych ward that- grow a pair and actually do- it. You clearly don't care about me- me anyway!” Hullabaloo stared at Goofball, cold as usual. He hated his brother; he hated everything wrong with him, every fault, every twitch. He hated. “Get out of my house.” “Now you're kicking me out? Psh. You're just like our father. Sad truth isn't it-” Hullabaloo let out a pained grunt as Goofball's fist landed right on his left cheek. “You- say I'm just like father. I’ll act like father.” Goofball growled, fist shaking at his sides. Hullabaloo backed up, rubbing the spot on his face, “Is that right?” Hullabaloo chuckled, turning and walking to the kitchen. “You- say I'm like father, but you- you have all his personality traits down to a T.” Goofball shouted after Hullabaloo. “You know, it's dangerous having your knives out in the open?” Hullabaloo shouted back.

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