#sibling fun

Been wanting to do some classic twin jokes with these two. XD I love doing these two as a team, but showing them having sibling clashes is fun too.

We respects the actors here and whatever assumptions we may have we "TRY", not always succeed, but we "TRY" not to bring them to light. Bessie have said it's sibling only so that's how it stays here.

Now!

Bessie time!

Larry celebrating Easter with Louis' siblings, and Harry dresses up as a bunny for the little ones! Louis is so fond and happy, that he starts thinking about adoption 🥺🐰🐣🌼

♥!

It's one minute to ten and the sun is shining on the patio, heating up Louis' cheeks whilst he has a morning cigarette. Smoking around his siblings is something he forbids himself of. He's enjoying the temporary peace, before his siblings storm down the staircase with delight and accompany him in the garden space. Louis exhales a puff of smoke, tapping the end of the roll.

'Louis!'

He's startled from his thoughts, immediately extinguishing it beneath the sole of his slider. His sister sniggers, pointing at his choice of footwear.

'OK miss fashion police. I'm sorry I wore socks and sliders together.' He rolls his eyes, though a fond smile remains at how quick she's growing up. 'Now, did you manage to find the chocolate eggs our trusty bunny hid this morning?'

Doris shakes her head, arms folded over her chest and the bottom lip is starting to jut out. 'No. Where did they hide them?'

Louis chuckles. 'If I told you that, then that would spoil all of the fun.' He ruffles up her hair. 'Where's the others?'

She shrugs. 'Um, I don't know. Asleep?'

'I'm definitely not asleep. Been waiting for ages,' Earnest chimes, emphasis on the final word, as though he's been waiting for a lot longer than ten minutes. 'Where's Lottie?'

'Ha, you won't see her until at least lunchtime I presume,' Louis quips, opting to sit on the bench at the far corner of the patio. It could use a lick of paint - a job he's been meaning to do for the last two summer's. He claps his hands together. 'OK! I guess we can't wait for the rest of the tribe, so we should make a start...'

'Wait!' Phoebe yells, tripping over the patio step. She manages to regain her balance with a light flush in her cheeks. 'I'm here. I'm here. Let's do this!'

The siblings cheer enthusiastically, minus Louis who is anticipating his fiancé's arrival. He's a little behind schedule and Louis hopes he's not forgotten, that or gotten held up somewhere. Earlier that morning the pair had hidden the chocolate eggs, in preparation for the hunt. Yet, Louis didn't expect his siblings to sleep in until this late, nevermind five a.m - which is when he woke Harry up to decorate the abode.

'Does everyone have a basket?' Louis asks, hoping to instill them with enthusiasm. He's surprisingly rescued from entertainment duties when Harry brusts through the garden gate, almost giving the children a freight. It soon transpires into giggles when they witness the intruder. Harry's dresses head to toe in a rabbits costume. Louis is smiling fondly at how ridiculous he looks, yet how his eyes light up when the siblings rush over, hands enveloping around Harry's legs.

'Harry!' Phoebe yells. 'We missed you. We thought you'd gone home or - or something.'

'I wouldn't miss this for the world,' he confesses, handing them a Easter themed hat each and a small stuffed animal. 'So are we ready troops?'

There's a unified cheer of affirmation, before Louis draws a white line of chalk across the patio. He counts down from ten, pausing before reaching zero. And on that note, the children rush around the garden, searching high and low for the eggs, being mindful of the thorns that are poking through the holes in the fence. Doris trips over, landing flat on her face and Louis rises to his feet, ready to rush to her aid when Harry manages to pick her up, him being mere inches away. She's spluttering a few tears, yet Harry's words of encouragement and a soft kiss to her mud-stained knee warms Louis' heart.

'Shush, darling. It's OK. I've got you,' he whispers, dancing on the spot to console her. Harry carries the girl on his hips, doing a fancy intermittent twirl to make her smile. It's a success.

'He's so good with them, isn't he...' Louis hears, snapping him out of the trance. Lottie is standing right beside him, sporting a baggy tee and shorts. She yawns. 'Have you - you know -'

'Shush! Keep your voice down, Lotts,' Louis hisses. 'No, I haven't asked him yet.'

'And do you plan to?' She asks.

Their conversation is interrupted by Harry's obnoxious singing. He's burst into song and Doris is accompanying him, yelling the lyrics and although Harry's wincing at the sheer volume, he doesn't falter. If anything, it seems to spur him on to continue. Phoebe is dropping chocolate eggs into Doris' basket, an offer to share her success. Meanwhile, Earnest is engrossed in the worms and snails at the rear of the garden, sitting cross legged on the soil.

'Lou...' Lottie comes again, playfully elbowing him in the arm.

'Argh! What?' Louis replies feigning hurt.

'Shut up. I didn't hurt you.' She sighs exasperatedly. 'Don't change the subject. Are you going to or what?'

Louis nods, turning his attention to his fiancé who is still dancing and singing around the garden like it's a Broadway film. 'I do - I mean, I will...'

Lottie slaps him on the shoulder. 'Good. Because that man will make a wonderful mother - father - one day. Don't let that opportunity slip through your fingers.' She sprints up the pathway, joining the duo in the theatrics.

Prompt; "I can explain."

Y/N and Emmett are caught by Esme while making a disaster trying to replicate a science experiment they had found on Pinterest.

Warnings; None this one is just pure sibling fun :) but also cursing!

Fem! Reader

Words; 674; a short one :)

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"God dammit Emmett no!" Y/N shouts at the fat head she calls her brother. Slapping his hand like a five year old, the vampire retracts his hand fast.

"What? The internet said to put that in though!" He counters and she just shakes her head while turning around to grab the vinegar. 

"Yeah, after the vinegar, if you put it in before it'll make a-" As Y/N went to explain herself a loud explosion traveled through the house. Whipping around at record speed she was face to face with a sheepish Emmett covered in the same residue that she was, along with the entire kitchen and part of the dining room. 

Without saying a word, they shared eye contact and immediately started busting out laughing. "Y/N you dumb-ass!" He let out over his booming laugh that was contagious. 

"Dumb-ass? You're the one who did it wrong!" She let out between giggles that consumed her marble body. 

"You didn't tell me how to do it." Emmett tried arguing with the one person he, nor anyone in the house, wouldn't win to. 

Speaking of everyone else in the house, they could both hear the disappointing sighs going throughout the structure and knew everyone was listening to their childish routine. 

"The instructions are literally in front of your face! I know you were born how long ago but I figured you could read at least." Y/N said looking around at the red colored sticky mess that coated the walls, windows, cabinets and counters, just basically anything in around a 5 foot radius of the work station they set up. 

"You should have said something." He shrugged and looked around just like she did. Before they could say another word, a small gasp came from the entrance of the kitchen. They both snapped their heads to the direction the sound came from to find a shocked Esme. 

"I can explain." Y/N immediately said, trying to soften the blow the disaster would take on their adoptive mother. 

Esme looked at her for answers, but contrary to popular belief, Y/N couldn't really explain so she went for the next best thing. 

"Emmett did it!" She blamed the man-child standing in the same place when the mess started and both of the females in the room looked at him to see a shocked and frankly hurt expression. 

"What? No! She helped" He countered and pointed back at Y/N. 

"But I didn't do it so." 

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did to-" Emmett was cut off from his childish comeback when Esme came back to reality. 

"I don't care who did it, just clean it up please." She seemed exhausted from the two children who were over a hundred years old. 

"Yes mam." They said in unison and bowed their heads towards the ground like they were small children getting scolded. 

As soon as the motherly figure left the room they peaked back up at each other and started laughing again almost immediately. 

The two started on different ends of the kitchen working on the mess from the outside in, almost in silence until it was broken yet again by Emmett's voice. 

"Did not" He mocked in what was supposed to be her voice but was quite frankly insulting. 

"Seriously? What are you 5?" Y/N turned around and threw the rag she was using to clean up at his head. It smacked him and she giggled. 

"Maybe." He didn't even try fighting back anymore because knowing them, they would start arguing again and Esme would have to come back and they were both under the understanding that she was done with the two's shenanigans.  

Soon finishing cleaning they met in the middle. With a sigh Y/N took all of the dirty rags and sped to get the cleaned and in the washer and then met back with Emmett in the same spot she left him. 

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