Brothers : A Short Poem

A little something I made for my brother who returned home recently (YAY!)

They’re kind, They’re sweet

A tad bit  annoying

To have one is a treat

Even if they love to sing(GAG!)

Older brothers are to take care

Whether they like it or not

Of your their younger siblings oh so fair

A choice they’ve not got

Younger brothers go scot-free

While the elder ones are not spared

The little one who is oh so weak

Laughs at how the older one fared

But they’re still gifts no matter what

A rare case indeed

Brothers being kind to sisters, is it not?

However MY brother serves as my only need

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Chapter 3: Delectable Dinner

Jean led Peter into the house, through the many narrow archways and into the dining room. She sat at one end of the table and motioned for Peter to copy. She then began to eat. “Uh Jean?” said Peter. “Yes?”she replied, raising her brows in expectance. That was when she noticed Peter’s empty plate and goblet. “So silly of me.”she quickly added before clapping twice.

“Will!”she called, thus bringing Willow rushing in with a special, long knife. He cut out a slice of the delicious roast duck and placed it on Peter’s plate. Peter delightedly began to hack away at his slice, much to the displeasure of Jean. Yet she made no comment and proceeded with her own meal. After a while they found themselves having finished desert as well. Jean, being the kind person she was, offered Peter a shelter for the night.

Upon Peter’s consent she had him shown into the best guest room. This room had a magnificent view of the sea and the sunset was best seen from there. Then she departed for her own room. That night, the two had a wonderful rest, for all was well.

“BEEP BEEP. BEEP BEEP.” Jean’s eyelids fluttered open to the sound of her alarm. She groaned, sat up, stretched, and fumbled around for the off button on her alarm clock. Yawning, she slipped off the bed, slipped on her slippers and exited the room. She walked down the stairs and the right, into the living room.

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Chapter 2: The Arrival Of Peter

She followed Will through a narrow archway on the right, her footsteps distinct on the creaky wooden floor. A skinny man with scraggly hair and a mousy face greeted her, armed with a tray. “Ah Sean! Been working hard I see!”said Jean scrutinising the tiny man standing inches ahead.

Sean nodded fearfully and with trembling hands he handed Will the tray. Setting the tray down on the table, Will pulled a chair back for Jean. Jean sat down and put her fingers together in a very Sherlock  Holmes style.Will picked up the tray once again and set it down in front of Jean this time. He carefully unloaded its contents and clapped twice. There was a sudden crash and a sound of something heavy hitting the floor and indistinct muttering as a yet cursing Sean stumbled out of the kitchen holding a plate, a goblet, cutlery and a bottle of water. Jean did her best to stifle a laugh as Sean set the plates down in a huff and, yet cursing, walked back into the kitchen.

This was when she first noticed that there were two sets of plates and goblets. Why was this so when there was no more than one diner? Before she had a chance to ask, though, the familiar note produced by the doorbell rang through the empty rooms. Jean decided to open the door as her curiosity at this stage was overwhelming. Who was at the door?

She turned the doorknob cautiously and opened the double doors. There stood a rather tall man with spiky blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. He greeted Jean with a warm smile. With a welcoming grin on her face, Jean said,”I was beginning to wonder who the second plate was for! Hello Peter! Long time no see!” “Miss me?”responded Peter, his smile widening into a grin now matching Jean’s.

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Chapter 1 : Daily Routine

Phew! Jean came home after a long and exhausting day at work. Tall with fiery red hair and gumdrop green eyes, she was a beautiful girl. She sat down with a cup of steaming hot green tea and mulled over the day’s incidents. She needed to get the reports to Mr.Green by Tuesday which was just round the corner. She needed to meet Mrs.White at a fabric store to pick out a new curtain fabric design.And on top of that she also had to give Mr.Collins a design for his bathroom.

She walked towards her big white board and stared at the list written on it long and hard. She started to number them, counting the number of things she had to do along the way. She reached all the way till 17 before she finally finished reading her list. She gave a deep sigh and added on the new additions. She now had 20 items on her to do list.She sighed, yet again,and sat down to work on a good bathroom design for Mr.Collins. But she found that more than brainstorming, she was daydreaming! “I’m not feeling creative right now.” she said and shut her book in annoyance.

She walked into the living room and stepped down onto the furry beige carpet that marked the start. She then approached the fireplace and kneeled down near it. She reached out for a knob at the side which would activate the fireplace. She turned the knob and watched as the dying embers slowly returned to life. Soon there was a warm fire blazing behind the glass. She inched a little closer towards the glass and stretched her arms.

She yawned and was just about to fall asleep when someone called out her name. She looked up with sleepy eyes and saw a stout, rather short man. He was dressed in a black suit with a matching black tie and a warm smile. Jean groaned, fell back down onto the soft furry carpet behind her and stared at Willow.She mumbled something that sounded quite like,”What is it now?Don’t tell me there’s another rat in the kitchen?”

“No ma’am.”said Willow quite matter-of-factly.

“What is it then?”

“Dinner ma’am. It’s ready. Will you be eating now?” asked Willow watching Jean with eyes like a hawk.Jean nodded groggily and very reluctantly, stood up.

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