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Righto, Mr Chu

"Moer’ a long time before I was born Why don’t you just call erated sigh "That’s the worst nickname I’ve ever heard Do you even knohat a tick does?"

"Yeah, it sucks your blood right before you squish it dead" Tick pressed his thu it with a vicious scowl on his face Kayla looked up fro

"Lovely," Mo na’s better than Atticus I’d rather be calledWilbur than Atticus"

His h he could tell she tried not to

"When’s Dad gonna be houess," Mom replied "Why?"

"He owes me a rematch in Football 3000"

Mom threw her arms up in mock desperation "Oh, well, in that case, I’ll call and tell hiht ho her music, much to Tick’s relief, and, he suspected, to the relief of every ear within a quarter mile She turned around on the piano bench to look at Tick, her perfect teeth shining in an evil grin Wavy brown hair fray face like she’d never quite escaped her baby fat "Dad whipped you by five touchdowns last tiive up, already?"

"Will do, once you give up beating that poor piano with a hatchet every day Sounds like an ar, Lisa stood up from the piano bench and walked over to Tick She leaned forward and gave hi kiss on the cheek "I wuv you, wittle brother"

"I think I’ his cheek "Could you getto clean my face?"

Lisa folded her ar stare "And to think I used to change your diaper"

Tick barked a fake laugh "Uh, sis, you’re two years older than ed e Skilled beyond ular Mozart--well, except for the whole "

Mom put her hands on her hips "You two are just about the silliest kids I’ve ever--" A loud buzz from the kitchen cut her off "Ah, the cookies are done" She turned and scuttled off toward the kitchen

Kayla screae s tea cups all over the floor and hallway