Chapter 9
"Nick....Come on, Nicky...Please get out from under the bed?" Brian quietly begged as he knelt down on his hands and knees.
"No way, Jose!"
"Nick, you're fourteen-years-old, isn't this a little immature?"
"No! I'm in hiding and no one will find me if you go away!"
"Nick..." Brian sighed. "How could they not find you? Your big feet out sticking from underneath the bed."
"Then, throw a blanket over me!"
"Nick, it's just calamine lotion. Ugly pink stuff."
"Yeah, after Kevin performs surgery!"
"Surgery? Nick, why would Kevin perform surgery?"
Nick whimpered. "I won't say- I don't want to scare you."
The older singer rolled his eyes. "The only thing scaring me is that you've lost your mind and are burrowing beneath a bed, kid."
"NICK!" Kevin hollered entering the bedroom. "Nick, get out of here you're contamidating everything you touch!"
"What do you care? You just wanna' hurt me to get back for all those annoying things I did to you!"
Kevin groaned. "Nick, I would never live long enough to get back at you. Now, get out from under the bed and behave like a civilized human being like the rest of us."
"Well, in Nick's defense AJ is never civilized," Brian claimed.
"Brian, you are not helping the situation!" Kevin shouted in exasperation. He bent down grabbing Nick's ankles. "Come on, Nick!"
"NO!" Nick wailed. "Lemme go!"
"Quit fighting me!" Kevin shouted as he struggled to pull out the teen.
"I'm not letting you hurt me!"
"I'm not going to hurt you, Nick!"
"Yes, you are!"
WIth a final pull Kevin managed to drag out Nick's squirming form. "Calm down!" he demanded. "The way you're acting you'd think I was trying to kill you."
"Well, maybe you are!" Nick yelped pulling away.
"That's it!" Kevin groaned throwing Nick's body over his shoulder.
Nick continued thrashing about protesting.
Brian lifted an eyebrow. "Did AJ tell you to inhale a powdery substance while we were gone?"
"No," Nick wailed still fighting Kevin.
Howie sighed. "Nick, you're behaving like a child, now, calm down it's just calamine lotion!"
"Aw, man!" Kevin snarled as Nick pulling on his jacket causing his pocket knife to tumble on to the floor. "Now, look what you did! You probably caused my pocket knife to break."
"KNIFE?!" Nick exclaimed pushing himself off the stronger man, kneeing him in his special area during the process.
"MY CROTCH!" Kevin winced falling to his knees in pain.
Brian whistled watching the impact of Nick's tantrum. "That had to hurt!"
"It did!!" Kevin gasped attempting regain a normal breathing pattern.
Howie restrained Nick with Brian's assistance. "What on earth has gotten into you?"
"AJ, told me Kevin was going to cut off my chicken pox and put lotion on the open wounds to hurt me!"
Brian chuckled. "And you actually believed him?"
"YES!"
Howie sighed. "Nick, no one is going to hurt you. Now, do you really think Kevin would ever hurt you?"
Nick glanced at Kevin's expression as he continued to mutter a slew of cuss words. "Yes!"
"Well, he's not," Brian assured him. "Now, let's go to your room and let Howie put the lotion on your chicken pox."
Nick took another glance at Kevin. "You're positive he's not going to attack me?"
Howie guided him out the door. "Kevin isn't in much of a condition to do anything right now."
"Kevin, you okay?" Brian asked kneeling down at his cousin side.
"I don't think I'll be able to create children after this!"
"Um....you need anything?"
"Yeah, but you go help Howie with that little monster. Since AJ started this, he's going to be my own personal servant."
Brian shook his head. "Whatever you say, pumpkin."
"Argh!" Kevin snarled. "AJ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"What?"
"You are now my personal servant! Now, ice my balls!"