"Hawk! you fucking prick! Open up!" It's almost the nicest way Duck's greeted his older brother in years. "You can turn off the lights and hide in the floor all you want, I saw your stupid fuckin' blockhead through the window, let me in!" He sighs, adjusting his bag over his shoulder. "Your fuckin' niece and nephew made you a present asshole, and if you don't open the door, I'm gonna tell 'em uncle Hawk said their present sucked and that daddy should have it- I'll take fruit and jam an' the lil thumbprint cookies Wrenny makes all for myself- I'll eat 'em at the ranger station, like 'wow, these're great, Hawk is a prick for not enjoying them, wow, free food from his lovin' fuckin' family and he wouldn't even answer the door for his beloved bro-' Hey Hawk." His features split into a shit eating grin as the front door opens, and he holds up the basket the kids had put together.
"Happy Holidays, dumbass." He grins. "I didn't get you shit, not killing you when we were kids is your present every year."
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