Novel & Cerita How To Annoy Your Siblings

Everyone just got bigger and louder and more numerous since they all procreate like rabbits. “NOLAN PLEASE STOP TALKING!” I finally get through the phone, interrupting his little tirade. “What? Why?” “Because you’ve asked dozens of questions but have yet to shut up so I can answer any of them!” I growl in frustration. Nolan has the gall to just laugh on his end. Siblings… it’s a complicated love/annoy/smack-them-till-they-bruise relationship.

“Do now.” “It’s March.” My brother could be so annoying. He kicked me in his sleep, watched boring shows, and thought he knew everything. The fact he was mostly right irritated me even more. I’d also punch any kid who was mean to him. Momma’s friends were mean to him the most. They never bothered me, but still, sometimes, an angry red mist covered my eyes when they were here. Those men were too large for me to hurt now, but someday, I’d be big enough.

I pointed to my headset and rolled my eyes at him, and he gestured for me to take it off. I swear, younger siblings are intentionally annoying. They exist just to piss you off. “Harry, as you can clearly see, I put on my headset just so that you don’t have to talk to me!” “Be nice to your brother!” Dad called out from upstairs. I sighed and yanked my headset down. What I really wanted to do was wipe that smug look off Harry’s stupid face. “What? This had better be good!” “Aren’t you wondering why we are having a whole chicken for dinner today?”

“Well, where are you gonna go? Hide in the bathroom for the rest of the flight?” Olivier studiously ignored me after that. But what he didn’t know was that, as a younger sister, I’d learned how to annoy my brother until he cried uncle ages ago. I tossed paper balls at Olivier. When that didn’t make him look at me, I just kept repeating over and over again, “Hey, Prince. Hey. Prince. Prince. Hey. Prince. Olivier. Prince, Prince, Prince—” “Will you fucking stop?” Olivier exploded. He nearly burst from his seat, which resulted in him elbowing Big Guy right in the ribs.

Before I could move, Andre held my thigh, making me look at him. "What is it?" I asked as he looked at me groggily. "Stay in bed." "I can't sleep over that noise." "Just pretend like you can't hear it." I chuckled. "My ears don't work like that. What happening down there anyway?" "My siblings are probably out for blood." "They do that often?" "Just in the mornings. It's like they're cranky and angry at each other." "Well, I need to use the bathroom." He removed his hand. "Come back when you're done. We don't have anything to do today."

It starts out talking about how annoying she is and what a trickster she can be and her pranks piss him off or get him in trouble, then it takes a turn and he says that is how he knows she loves him because siblings can be that way. ‘An Ode to Sid My little sister with skin so fair Blue eyes and flame like hair The devil himself could not compare All the evil things she does They leave me in despair When I see her smiling around the house I know I better run because She is up to something quite unfair Like the time she put gum on my chair Or pulled the fire alarm while I had soap in my hair Causing me to run outside in the buff Sometimes I think I’ve had enough But then she’s like this

Ivy POV "So, now what? We search for her or we go home because," Clara yawned, stretching her arms, "I'm sleepy." I rolled my eyes, taking the nearest glass water that was left untouched. A smirk grew on my lips as I thought of the evilest thing. Well, it's not the evilest thing but doing anything to your sibling that results in annoying them or making them frustrated- in short, all kinds of torture- is evil.

Kiara POV I sat there staring right at my sister's annoying smirk look. “So, just what exactly is my somewhat simple part of this job, huh?” I questioned. “Well you, my dear little sister, just need to create or be a large distraction for your ever so lovely husband and his annoying elders and outer heads,” she responded still with that annoying smirk. “And just what pray tell do you think I would do that could get them all distracted at once, Diane?” I asked with my eyes rolled in annoyance, as I then gave her the murder glare.

I haven't told them what I really wanted to confess and they were already upset only because my mother said, the interest of canceling my wedding. Both my father and my brothers start walking back and forth showing how difficult it is for them to calm their worry and anger. Mentally I smile because both my mom and I do the same thing when we are too worried or upset about something. Will my children do the same in similar situations?’ he asked me mentally thinking about little kids walking back and forth because they're worried. “You can't think about that, much less now!” Shouts my older brother, surprising me. “What? Why?” She asked, confused.