Could he now, think of plenty of adventures for them? "I'll hold you up that." And she would. Totally would. For his own sake she hoped he didn't go back on his word, or a major poke war will break loose. At the prod, she poked him in the arm. "Then it should be interesting." Seeing as both were stubborn.

Oh, no.

Where was the closest wall she could face-plant? While she found Jeremiah brave to stand up to her brother like that, she knew when Kennedy's had his buttons pushed, and by the look on his face she confirmed they were.

"Don't bring Dad into this," she mumbled at her brother. Kennedy knew how sensitive that subject still was. What a butt-head.

Rising to his full height, Kennedy concluded the child didn't like him. That was okay. It was decided a while back that kids didn't like him (only his godson because he was obviously the best) and he was perfectly fine with it.

What he was not okay with was the away the boy thought he could address him. Kennedy could so play at the 'I have a better retort' game. "Right, sorry, Bev."

Turning to the boy, he crossed his arms over his chest and smirked. "You know, I just remembered, I am her legal guarding and tutors are just piling at my door to teach her." Hint, hint. Kennedy was pretty sure the boy knew about his sister's tutoring past.

Take that, kid.