Chappo's Little Sister

Counting

Your last couple days in Bali held juxtaposing emotions. You couldn't wait to get home and see your baby boys and your husband but at the same time, you had enjoyed the trip so much that you wanted to stay for even longer.

It didn't help that there had been a sickness bug traveling from lifeguard to lifeguard, and now, it was yours and Chappo's turn to feel absolutely dreadful.

"Chips I have a headache." You whined just like you had done when you were younger.

"Same here, I've told the boys I'm not going in today." Chappo informed you, slumping down on the sofa next to your fatigued body.

"I asked Tom to tell them when he was on his way out. What are we going to do in here all day?" You enquired.

"Well we don't have a TV so no Netflix, read a book?" Your brother suggested.

"I didn't bring a boooookkkkk." You responded, tilting your head bad in boredom which was a mistake as it made your head throb even more.

"Do you want me to read you my book?" Chappo questioned and you werent quite sure if he was joking or not.

"I really hope you're joking." You stated, wielding your classic glare: it didn't work so well when he could return it just as easily.

"Alright, what do you suggest?" He asked and you alluded into a thoughtful state.

"Let's do a maths lesson!" You exclaimed, met by your brothers 'seriously' eyes.

"You're not even joking are you?" He laughed.

"No, maths is fun." You told him.

"Maths is not fun (y/n)." He argued.

"Maybe you just don't understand it Chips..." You responded, knowing it would wind him up.

"I understand that I don't like it." He replied monotonously.

"OK fine, how about we see who can close their eyes and count to the highest number before they fall asleep." You suggested, a challenge Chappo used to pose to you when you were very little and too young to see that it was really just a way of making you be quiet.

"Good idea." He praised, already closing his eyelids with you doing the same.

Soon enough, you were out like a light.

Timeskip 4 hours:

Both you and Chappo were startled awake by the sound of the door opening. You had left your hearing aids in so it was strange being woken by actual noise instead of a physical disruption.

"Eight hundred and fifty six!" You both exclaimed at the same time.

"Guys, I knew you were ill but I feel like we need to control-alt-delete you." Yatesy laughed but you and Chappo were too transfixed by the weird coincidence to be listening to his comments, although they were rather amusing.

"No way." You whispered, staring your brother directly in the eyes.

"That's incredible." He mumbled, looking back at your own.

"Can you stop, it's weirding me out." Tom requested to which you continued to pay no attention.

"Oi, Chapmans, what's going on with you two?" Whippet, who had joined the group after week two, enquired.

"Firstly, don't 'Oi' me. Secondly..." You began alone, but Chappo turned and joined you for the last point.

"EIGHT HUNDRED AND FIFTY SIX!"