Avi and Mitch Need Wedding Dates

Chapter 3

A/N: I have so many ideas for this story, I just keep working on other stories and forgetting about this one, oops :P

Avi's eyebrows shot up, "Are you kidding? Facebook? Mitch Facebook won't work, all our friends will see the post and they'll want a free trip to Hawaii. Our friends are exactly the type of people Mom and Mike don't want there."
     "What can we use then because that's all social media cut... ooo! Craig's List!"
     "Yes!" Avi cheered, "I think that'd work," he grinned.
     "Let's make an ad then?"
     "Let's," Avi nodded in agreement.
     "It needs to be worded perfectly."
     "Yes," Avi opened his laptop, the internet and Craigslist.
     "Be our dates to our sister's wedding in Hawaii. Looking for attractive people, male for Mitch, female for Avi. Need to be good, kind, classy people for this all expenses paid trip. The gender is non-negotiable," he nodded to himself as he finished and Avi typed the last couple of words.
     "That sounds good to me," Avi smiled up at his step-brother. "But maybe we should wear name tags in our picture?"
     "Let's be more creative, we'll go shirtless and shave Avi into your chest carpet!"
     "Um, no, we're looking for classy dates, shirts stay on and we're not shaving anything into anything," he placed a hand protectively against his chest.
     "You're boring," Mitch rolled his eyes.
     "Hey well maybe boring is what we need here. I mean we want people's attention because we want a choice. But we also want to be getting the attention of the right kind of people."
     Mitch nodded slowly as he thought over Avi's words. "Ew, you're right. It needs to stand out in a classy way. Shouldn't be hard on Craigslist though," he joked, earning a laugh from Avi. "Okay so-"
     "Dragons are classy."
     Mitch raised an eyebrow at his sheepish step-brother.
     "Just saying, it could be super cool if we were riding dragons."
     "Where would we even get dragons from? They're not real!"
     Avi gasped, "You take that back!"
     "No! And no dragons," Mitch snapped. "We're just gonna take a picture of the two of us looking hot as fuck, not hard. But change your shirt," he pinched the fabric of Avi's Captain America t-shirt. "No plaid," he ruled as Avi stood up. "And tie your hair up, it looks great as is, but we need it classy not rock 'n' roll."
     Avi trudged out of the room, a little defeated, he had to get changed and he didn't get his dragons, bummer.

...

"We posted an ad on Craigslist," Mitch told Esther and Shelly with excitement as they gathered in the kitchen. Avi spun the screen around to show them.
     "You're kidding," Esther turned a glare on the two men.
     "No, check it out, it's awesome," Avi grinned, gently tapping the screen, "It's classy."
     "And we've already gotten a few responses, it's only been an hour," Mitch beamed; he clicked on the response page.
     "Oh my god," Esther groaned, "That lady has no top on."
     "Oh, let me see!" Avi spun the screen back to him, a smirk appearing as he took in the profile picture.
     "You're a pervert," Esther scoffed, slamming the laptop in his face.
     "There's nothing wrong with appreciating the female form, personally don't get it, but there's nothing wrong with it," Mitch spoke nonchalantly, staring at his nails.
     "What he said," Avi pointed at his step-brother, "But without the being gay part because I love women," he nodded. "You can't say you wouldn't do the same if it was a naked dude," he pointed at his sister now.
     She cast a disgusted look at him.
     Mitch pulled a thinking face, "It depends, and more often than not a flaccid penis is the last thing you want to see."
     "No one said it would be flaccid," Avi said.
     Mitch smirked, "Touché."
     "Just go, just fucking go," Esther snapped, pointing at the door. "But know if you bring someone that strips at my wedding I will never talk to either of you again."
     "Wouldn't mind that," Mitch mumbled under his breath.
     Avi chuckled.
     "What was that?" Esther angrily asked.
     "Nothing," the step-brothers chorused.
     Esther rolled her eyes, "Go away."
     "You don't even live here," Mitch sassed.
     "Boys, just leave us to it," Shelly spoke up, semi-disturbed from the earlier conversation.
     Avi and Mitch listen to their mom/stepmom.
     "We should set up dates for tonight," Mitch said as they exit the lounge.
     "Let's go suss it in the pool?" Avi suggested and Mitch agreed.

...

"What time are we supposed to be at work?" Kirstie asked as she took a sip of the bottle of vodka clasped in her hand, her other hand swished over the water in the paddle pool they'd set up in the middle of the lounge.
     Scott stretched back without taking his eyes off of the TV, groping for his phone on the couch.       He finally tore his eyes away from the porno to see the time. "Like five minutes ago," he threw his phone back to where he got it from.
     "Oh damn, guess we should get ready." But the only part of her that moved was her arm to take another swig.
     "Do we have to?" Scott groaned. "The movie was finally starting to get good," he pouts.
     "Yeah let's wait till the end, I mean I don't agree that it's getting good, but it took a lot of work to crack the Wifi network here, let's not waste this sweet opportunity of internet freedom. The movie's shit Scott."
     "Shut-up, she reckons she can't anymore but we both know she will," he crushed his beer can and threw it into the alcohol graveyard of empties on what used to be their table. "Besides we have the ultimate get out of jail free card right now and we should milk it for all it's worth."
     "What's the card?" Kirstie asked innocently.
     "Oh told you she'd take it!- The card is you getting left at the altar."
     "Don't fucking remind me," Kirstie burst out crying.
     "Good one Scott," he mumbled under his breath. "Kirst, I didn't mean to remind you," he sighed, sliding up beside her in the kiddy pool, he sloshed some water out but he didn't care as he pulled his bawling bestie into his arms as the pornographic film continued in the background.

A/N: This story is so fun to write too, it goes places my other stories won't XD

How do you think Avi and Mitch's Craigslist ad is going to go?

Hannah :)