bribery is the key to success }landon

[ian]

((gonna take me a bit to get used to him so bare with me please! If theres anything about his personality or whatnot that you dont like then tell me and I'll do what I can to fix it For Landon only))

Ian had woken up early today to make a breakfast consisting of pancakes, eggs and fresh squeezed orange juice for everyone though he had gathered a plate of food and snuck up into his aunts bedroom. He had woken her gently and though she glared at him at first when he lifted the food and out the glass of juice on her bedside table her gaze softened slightly. The only time he ever cooked was when he wanted something and she knew it. She eyed him up then looked down at the food he was holding out ot her, steam still drifting off the hot food. Finally her shoulders slumped in defeat and she took the plate with an agrivated 'fine' before flicking her hand at him as if to tell him to get out. "Theres enough for everyone, we'll be back in a few hours tops!" he said gratefully as he retreated from her bedroom, closing the door gently behind him. Ian let out a soft sigh and dragged a hand through his black wavey hair then dropping his hands to his sides snuck into his bedroom. The house they now lived in was the biggest they could find but still nowhere near big enough for everyone to have their own bedrooms.

Ian gathered clothes from the drawers, having to squint to make sure what he was grabbing was in fact his. He gathered his things then headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. It only took maybe ten minutes for him to get ready and exit the bathroom again before jogging downstairs. He picked up a pancake off the plate he had left out and walked over to where his brother still slept. For a moment Ian debated not waking him, letting him get his sleep but after a moment of debate he dropped the pancake on his twins face. Maybe he did need his sleep but he also needed to unwind and if they didn't leave before everyone else woke up then he would never get Landon up. "Come on, we're going out. Rita agreed to take care of everyone" Ian said, folding his arms over his chest.

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Landon was having a good dream. He was nine again and his mom was in the kitchen making breakfast and his dad was sitting at the table reading the paper. Ian was playing some game on the television while the others were either sleeping or playing quietly in their rooms. Aunt Rita had come over with the girls, his uncle already gone to work. There was laughter and talking. Everyone was happy once more. The little nine year old Landon in his dreams was happy and carefree, trying to fight the control out of Ian's hands. Suddenly, something hit him in the face. It was warm and fluffy-ish. The child frowned and reached up, pulling the item away with a frown marring his features.

Dark eyes opened, his hand holding the object that had hit him away and the other hand holding the gun he always kept close by. He blinked at the object in his hand. 'A pancake? he thought to himself confused, until Ian's words registered in his brain. He looked up at the slightly younger boy in annoyed tiredness."Why are we going out?" he asked with a yawn, pushing himself into a sitting position and taking a bite out of the pancake. It was still slightly warm which meant either Rita was already up or Ian was up to something...that he was dragging Landon into.

Sighing he rubbed a hand over his face and stretched before walking upstairs to get ready. It didn't take longer than fifteen minutes before he was back downstairs dressed in jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of sneakers."Are you sure Rita's alright with this?" he inquired, glancing worriedly up the stairs to where their aunt, siblings, and cousins were sound asleep.