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"Hey babe?" Sarah calls out to Brendon. He looks away from the screen and his fingers cease to move on the controller. "Dallon and the kids are here!" A grin breaks out across Brendon's face and he gets up from the couch and opens his arms wide. Amelie and Knox attack him with a hug and he gives them a tight squeeze.
"Hi Uncle B!" they chime, and Brendon smiles wider.
"You guys ready to play some video games?" he asks excitedly. Sarah smiles at the heartwarming scene before her and pulls Dallon aside for some coffee as Brendon entertains the kids. Brendon gets his recorder ready and hands Amelie and Knox a controller. He turns on the Wii and puts on some Mario Kart and Amelie and Knox are practically bouncing with excitement.
"Dad taught us how to play at home! We're gonna wipe the floor with you!" Knox says determinedly, his eyebrows furrowing and his fists clenching around the controller, a small grin on his face. Brendon laughs and nods his head.
"Alright, if you say so, but I'll go easy on you for now!"
The game begins and Brendon purposely messes up on the start, and Amelie and Knox laugh at him. Feeling slightly irritated that he's being laughed at by his own niece and nephew, Brendon decides to step it up a notch. He throws banana peels everywhere, using mushrooms to zoom past players until the top 3 in the race are Brendon, Knox, and Amelie.
They go quickly to their third lap, and Brendon's sense of pride is wavering. He can't go easy on these kids or else they'll think he's a loser. He grips the controller harder and attempts to weave his way between Knox and Amelie on the lit up screen. As he overtakes Knox and Amelie, he hums with satisfaction.
Soon, the finish line is in his sight and he's zooming closer...and closer...and closer...and then...
Bam! A red shell hits Brendon out of nowhere and he spins off the track, Knox and Amelie retaking their place at 1st and 2nd.
Brendon huffs in disappointment and quirks and eyebrow and Knox and Amelie, who are beaming at their obviously displeased Uncle.
"What's wrong, Uncle B?" Knox asks innocently.
Brendon sighs again, rolling his eyes. Dallon and Sarah laugh from far away.
"Did the kids beat ya, Bren?" Dallon teases. Brendon rolls his eyes again and crosses his arms, throwing the controller to the side.
"I don't wanna play anymore.."