"But..." Leo paused. Their father wasn't unfair to the point where Leo would have to do Aaron's chores, but then again, Leo was certain that his younger brother would twist the truth in order to make his tattling valid. "Come on, Aaron! Why are you doing this?" Leon demanded.

"Why am I doing this? Because you always boss me around! And now I finally get the chance to get you back!" Aaron said with a growl. "And from here on, you'll be a good boy and do what I say!"

Leon could feel his cheeks flushing as he was told to be a "good boy". True, he could have been better to his brother, but he was never rotten to him! He stood there on the staircase, staring down at Aaron, weighing his options. On one hand, he didn't want to give in and let Aaron win. However, refusing Aaron this victory would mean that Leon would have to deal with his father... So Aaron would still win! It was a lose-lose situation for Leo, and he hated it.

"Fine!" he snapped, turning around and stomping back down the stairs, putting as much force into each stomp as he could. A very childish gesture, sure, but Leon was very frustrated at the moment. "What the hell do you want me to do first?" Leon demanded furiously, scowling at his brother, his fists just yearning to clobber the younger boy, but his head telling him it was the wrong thing to do.

Aaron frowned at him. Aaron didn't care if he was older or not, but he shouldn't be swearing at all. "Well first off, don't swear or you'll be a sorry fella..!" he told him sternly. But after that, he let's out a giggle. "Well first you go wash the dishes.." he ordered him.

"Go to hell," Leon growled, angrily making his way into the kitchen, still fuming about the situation. He turned on the shiny, chrome handle of the sink and waited for the water to fill the basin, throwing a silent tantrum. Vile thoughts of violence towards Aaron rushed through his mind.

Aaron clenched his fists together. He was really upset at him now and is going to suffer the consequences. He walks into the kitchen, sitting down on the kitchen chair, crossing his arms. "Leo, I'm tired of your mouth. and now you're going to get it now!" he said.

"Yeah?" Leo demanded, turning away from the sink. "And what exactly are you going to do about it?"

Aaron smirked as he looked at him. "Welp, same way all potty mouthed kids get, a good bare bottom spanking!" he told him.

Leon suddenly froze up. Was Aaron joking? The older boy had expected the younger to be a brat in a position of power, but he hadn't expected his little brother to take it this far.

"WHAT?!" Leon demanded in a incredulous, booming voice. "Hell no! I'll put up with the rest of your shit, but you're not... I mean, you can't.... I mean, I won't let you do that!"

Leon was fuming. Who did Aaron think he was? Leon wasn't going to allow this little punk to have his way with him. In his anger, he wasn't thinking about the fact that Aaron still held their father on a leash, and a spanking from him would definitely hurt a lot more than a spanking from Aaron...

Aaron narrowed his eyes with a smirk. "Would you rather have dad do it then? Perhaps I'll just call him and tell him you're disobeying me and HE'LL "talk" with you..!" he said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out Leo's cell phone that dad bestowed to him.

He started punching the number in, but paused when he was about to press the call button.