Chapter 96 Triple the fun; Triple the trouble

"To be a princess is to know which spoon to use."  Astonished. That word is just one word but I swear, it's like millions of tiny bullets that is shooting in my brain right now as I watch my cousin, Weston Delgado, sing and dance his heart out like a four-year-old girl; except for the fact that he's 20 and not a girl. "Do keep a grip and never crack. Stiff upper lip and arch the back." He is literally doing this, like puckering his lips in an unattractive manner and moving his spine in a weird way, as he continues, "Bend from above. And always wear your gloves; and wave." And he did, I mean, he did wave. What's going on? Why is this young man acting like a young woman?  Here's the thing, so me and my cousins, yes plural, has this weekly bonding day where they go to our house every Wednesday and we do random things. Well, it stopped because we went to college and got separated, but I think it officially stopped when we were like 15 because my brother Jay decided to leave the house every Wednesday. My other cousins, West's brothers, had plans too. Like for Northon, he decided to be this manwhore who dates different girls every week and plans the date on Wednesday. And my other cousin and the most sophisticated of the three -Easton- always brings a book where he would bury himself in it. So that leaves me and my bubbly, childish, yet lovely and caring cousin. -Weston. "West, can we please watch Stranger Things instead?" I moaned out in agony while throwing him some piece of popcorn. "As much as I would love to, dear cousin, this is a classic we must watch." He said this with a fake British accent -to accompany his role as a "Barbie Princess" while blinking rapidly like some specks of dust entered his eyes. "I know it is." I stood up, "I was the one who recommended it, remember?" He nods gracefully, "Indeed." Should I add that I recommended it years ago? "Which means that I know it is a classic." I cleared my throat, "But we're not the same people from years ago which means that we should grow up." "You and your means," He chuckled in an elegant manner, "It's terribly mistaken and I must correct your point of view." Okay, I'm getting annoyed right now. "Stop being childish." He winks at me, "Childish is my middle name, darling." He now said this with that short girl with bangs whose name I believe was Edna in The Incredibles. "Weston, cut the crap." I looked at him with a bored look, "I want to see Mike and Eleven now, thank you very much." He sighed while rolling his eyes, "You're no fun." "It's not my middle name." It's not, but still. I smiled sheepishly while grabbing the remote and turned on Netflix. Three episodes later, while Weston and I were intensely watching the scene where the Demogorgon is eating Bob, my heart broke at the same time my childhood door did. "Where is my brother?" East asked as he walked up towards us like he is not currently holding my room's doorknob and broke my damn door. "Which one?" West rolled his eyes while asking this. That is supposed to be my question if I was not too busy gawking at his other brother for again, breaking my goddamn door. "You little brat." West's hand was gripped by an angry Easton, "Did you give Aucella my ideas for the coming Davidson Fellows?!" West was about to answer when East cuts him off, "Don't you dare lie to my face, you little nugget." I took a step back and was honestly shocked because Weston is a kid, well by heart, and he usually does things that might annoy his brothers sometimes -because being annoying is not his job, it's Northon's- but it never came to a time where Easton of all people got so enraged and started being touchy... or physical. Easton is the calmest of the three, so seeing him so angry right now, Weston might have done something huge enough to pop his calm bubble that is three times thicker than the ozone layer. "If you already know the answer, why did you ask." was Weston's clever answer. This witty comment got Easton angrier and grabbed his brother's shirt, "Oh you little pretzel-" "GUYS STOP." I stood up and went between them, "What is going on here." "He gave, no, he sold my ideas to my sworn enemy!" Easton fumed while glaring at his brother. "You what?" I faced Weston for an answer. Weston shrugs while fixing his polo shirt, "Aucella gave the numbers, and I needed cash for a new PlayStation. Yes, the same one you broke." "You broke a PlayStation?" I gawked at Easton. "I accidentally spilled coffee on it and said I was sorry!" "Sorry ain't gonna fix it, bud." Weston shook his head, "And look, I sold her your ideas but it's fine. There are rules about copyright thingies even for the Geeks, right?" He rolls his eyes. 'You have to calm down, East. I told you, I have everything under control." Easton groaned loudly, "I'M NOT WORRIED ABOUT THAT, YOU LITTLE POOP!" He clenched his hand and exhaled slowly, "She is definitely not going to copy my idea with or without the rules because of her pride that is bigger than Asia and Europe combined." "Oh." I thought out loud, "So there's no problem, right?" "WRONG!" Easton shook his head, "SHE NOW KNOWS MY PLAN AND IS GOING TO BE PLANNING SOMETHING BETTER!" "Then think for something better than her better ideas." Weston snorts. 'It's that easy, East. I don't think that you have to become a rocket scientist to figure that out." East, more enraged than before, scream on top of his lungs. "LITTLE CRACKER, THERE ARE NO BETTER IDEAS!" He was about to scream louder when I cut him off. "Easton, stop shouting!" I told him, which made him shut his mouth. "That was my idea to be presented to one of the greatest science competition in the university, you little yogurt." Easton sighed and fixed his glasses, "And I only showcase my best of the bests." Right, I forgot to mention that Easton has this weird "I gotta fix my glasses in an anime way" syndrome. I guess some girls dig it. "I'm sorry." Weston pouts. A few seconds later, Easton sighed and walked closer to his brother, "Next time, please stop selling my ideas, especially to Aucie." Aucie is Aucella's nickname. Aucella is this bubbly and fun (yet incredibly intelligent) woman who is also Easton's rival since middle school in well, everything. She's actually nice, but whenever Easton is in the room, the whole aura changes and it's the same vibe you'd get while watching a Marvel's movie. "I will." Weston nods his head slowly, "And please stop breaking my gaming consoles." "I will." Easton agreed as Weston gave him a brotherly and loving bro hug -which was interrupted by me of course. I cleared my throat, "If you guys are done with the bromance and have nothing to do, what about start fixing my doorknob? Hmm?" "COBIE!" We all jumped away and looked at Northon who just entered the room. "My favorite cousin!" "Can you repeat that while I phone Jay?" "Very funny." He chuckled, "Hey Cobe, Alex came over. Can we borrow Jay's skateboard?" I raised an eyebrow, "Do I look like my twin to you?" "Well-" "We are not identical." I scoffed, "Unlike you three." Yes, the Delgado triplets are identical triplets. The only way to distinguish them is their hair and the way they act. Easton also has glasses, so I guess that makes it easier. "Either way, can we borrow it?" "Your best friend's here and you guys are going to skate?" "Uh yeah." He grinned, "She scared my date away, so we're going to do something fun instead." Alexia is his best friend since well, middle school. Alex has this tomboy-ish style which easily covered her feelings for Northon.  Northon is a blind bat. Perfect combination. "It's in his room." He immediately left my room. "What are you guys waiting for?" I asked Easton and Weston who were silent, "FIX MY DAMN DOORKNOB!"