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My dad has banned me from my computer. That means I won’t be able to do replies until he unbans me. Also, we’re going on holiday for nine days. So I’m going to be MIA for a couple of weeks :((

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"Why?" Dash asked. He groaned and flopped back against the seat. "Your so mean to me," he grumbled.

Sibling Rivalry || Violet and Dash (immortalxtales)

"Look out the window then." She reached over to tap the glass angrily, not in the mood for his nonsense. "I’m listening to Paramore, sheesh is that okay with you? Can I listen to them alone please?"

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"I don't knoooowwww," Dash drew out. "Watcha listenin' too?" he grabbed one of her headphones and put it in his own ear.

Sibling Rivalry || Violet and Dash (immortalxtales)

Violet rolled her eyes looking at her brother, he was so annoying and she was pretty positive that he knew it. “What does it look like Dash?” The raven haired girl sighed as she turned up her music louder.

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Sibling Rivalry || Violet and Dash (immortalxtales)

Dash  bounced in his seat as his parents drove. "Are we there yet?" he asked over and over again. Drumming his fingers on his knees, he turned to face Violet. "Are we there yet?" he whined.

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"Have you ever heard me shut up for long though?" Dash said, still a little bit in shock.

Stiles laughed a bit as she spoke. “Not long, evidently.”

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Dash's eyes widened. "Uh.... that shut me up,"

"Oh my god," Stiles rolled her eyes as she popped a mint into her mouth. "Shut. Up."

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"How come? Mints - minnntttssss," he whined. "They taste good,"

"I half expected it, actually." Stiles raised an amused eyebrow at his words and actions holding back a sarcastic remark instead retorting,"Nah-. I’m good."

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"I wasn't about to say 'yeah, go ahead and punch me', was I? And are you going too, cause.... I just ate sausages. I might need a mint," Dash pulled out a packet of mints and stuffed a few in his mouth. "Want one?" he offered.

”.. Figures.”

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"Well uh, I'd prefer the kiss...."

"I genuinely can’t tell whether I want to punch you in the face or kiss you right now."

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"Where is he?!"

"I don’t know. They won’t tell me anything.”

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whats with the sudden influx of followers? O.O

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"Whats happened?"

”..”

"It’s my dad."

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"Stiiiiilesssssss," Dash whined.

"C’mon, Stiles!"

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"C'mon, Stiles!"

“Nothing. I don’t want to talk.”

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"But.... whats wrong?" Dash insisted.

"I said, go. Away."

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"Whats wrong, Stiles?"

"Go. Away."

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"H-appy New Year." Lay stuttered as he handed the boy  the picture.

"I tried to make this picture for you and I’m sorry if it doesn’t look like you that much." He explained.

"Anyway here you go." He said as he blushed and looked at the ground.

Dash smiled at the picture. "Thank you so much!" he exclaimed, grinning up at Lay.