The following fic is Rated R
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Ten years ago
It had happened all of a sudden one night.
He
had an idea of how to prank his sister. She had been especially moody
lately and he thought he would relieve the tension between them.
She
was outside sunbathing as he filled a bucket of water. She had acted
weird around him, giving him dirty looks and generally being a pile to
him. This was the perfect time for vengeance.
Slowly, quietly he
made his way to her. Snickering, he made it within throwing distance. He
would remember her scream and enjoy it for some time to come. When he did
throw the water, however, her scream was the last thing he remembered.
"Aaaah!"
With
the force of a linebacker he was tossed backward through the air. He
hit the ground and rolled a few feet before he finally came to a halt.
"Chris!" She said frantically. She got up and came running. He got up slowly and inspected himself.
"I'm ok..." Then it hit him, and he looked at her. "Molly... your a psychic?"
She looked away, putting her hands behind her back. "We have to tell mom and dad."
"No!" She screamed. "Promise me you won't tell them."
"Molly, you may not grow up right if -"
"Promise me brother! You know what they do to psychics..."
Chris squirmed at the thought. He gazed long at his sister. "... all right sis, I promise."
She giggled happily and embraced him.
Chris would remember this for much of the rest of his life.
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