And Everything Will Be Alright- A Tre Cool Story, chapter 1

Mike looked deep into Susan's eyes.
He was enticed. Her eyes of azure blue were unbelievably beautiful. He was locked in a trance...
"OI?! ARE YOU TWO IN THERE??!! WAKE UPPPPP!!!". Came a scream at the door, it was Tre, putting on his best feminine voice.
Mike got off Susan, rolled out of bed and grunted as he opened the door.

"IT'S 4AM!! JESUS TRE, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!?" Mike shouted furiously.

Tre pouted. "I want pancakes, where's the flour?", Tre said sweetly.

"TRE?! your a full grown man!! your 33 years old!" Mike whisper-shouted.

"What the hell?!, SHUT UP!" came a muffled shout from Billie's room, along with a loud thud. Tre snuffled, pouted again, then walked down the hallway with his head low.

"Was that Tre again?" Susan asked quietly.

"Yes, don't worry about him, now where were we?"
Susan giggled as Mike got back into bed.

4.15, the neon light buzzed on the VCR.
"ugh... so hungry..." moaned Tre as he flicked on the tube. He went through the channels; he saw an old hospital soap-opera re-run, an ad about a motorbike and a programme with girls in bikini's. He sighed, but decided to stay on the channel.

Billie emerged from the depths of his bedroom half an hour later, followed by Anna. "Hey Tre what'cha doin'?" Billie shouted from across the room.
No reply.
Apart from a loud snore and the low murmur of the television.

Billie looked in, to find Tre halfway on and halfway off the couch, with a beer in one hand and lucky charms cereal in the other, with a couple of lucky charms on his face.