My Brother Loves Me

I absolutely love my werewolf brother. His name is Luke, and I would like to tell you all about him. He’s so cuddly and handsome, but on the plus side, whenever he gets angry, he transforms into a werewolf. He doesn’t do that at times, because he’s chilled out when he’s with me. Whenever I’m in danger, that happens. But Luke and I along with Resus and Cleo do everything together, whether inside or out. My brother loves me so much there’s no one else he’d rather love - apart from his mum and dad of course, because they’re his closest relatives. He also loves the rest of the family too, I mustn’t forget. The one person he truly loves is me - he’s a true big brother to me.

However, when I’m at school, I miss him dearly, but I spend time playing with Bluey and her friends while he does all the tests and exams under Dr Skulley’s stern gaze. When the older buddies arrive to play with us little kids, that’s when the fun starts. You remember when Bluey and Mackenzie played with Mia and Captain, right? Well, for me, my older buddy is my own dear brother Luke. We’d race together downhill and hide in the trees, cuddling and snuggling, and sometimes he would lift me over his body as I squealed with laughter. The other kids would be jealous - well, except for Indy and Winston, because they both have Resus and Cleo - because I’m hanging out with someone who I love dearly. Ask Mackenzie, he’s sure to respond with, “He’s part of her family?!”

At home, Luke knows how to play our games with perfection. Our favourite game to play together is Firemen & Princesses. Luke and Resus would be the brave firemen (they have a dalmatian stuffed toy to play their fire dog), and Cleo and I would be the damsels in distress. We didn’t play that in a tall building of course, because it would be too dangerous, so instead we used the trampoline. Cleo and I would dramatically cry for help, then our brave firemen would come to our rescue. I would squeal with laughter as Luke carried me off the trampoline, me over his shoulder. Luke would tell me that a dragon had set fire to the castle, and the king did the right thing to call 999. These days, British people have become American, and we hear the number ‘911’ being mentioned on the TV a lot. 999 is better for British emergency situations, and it’s a good thing we have a first aid kit.

I was far too little to make a sandwich by himself, so whenever Luke makes a sandwich as a snack from the kitchen, he would make a cheese sandwich for me. He was very good at spreading the butter on the bread and cutting the cheese, placing it on the butter side of the bread. He would even pour a nice cool glass of milk for me, as he knew dairy gives me strong bones and teeth. I don’t know whatever causes the bones in our teeth to develop calcium, but Luke tells me they’re little unicorns who develop muscles whenever a calcium-enriched food is eaten. I tried hard not to laugh, as I might:

1.Swallow my food the wrong way.

2.Spit my milk out through my nose.

When Resus did make a sarcastic comment while Luke was drinking, Luke would spit out whatever he was drinking. Either milk or water and mucus would shoot everywhere. I would cry “Eeeeewww!” and laugh. Luckily, I was kind enough to give Luke a paper towel so he could wipe his nose, and I would use another paper towel to clean the table. I’ve tried not to come near him during these times, in case he produced germs.

Violet….

Whenever I felt ill, Luke would tuck me into bed and say reassuring things to me, reading me stories and singing lullabies in his softest voice. One of my favourite made up stories he told me was about his werewolf superhero alter-ego Super Wolf. Luke and I don’t watch a lot of Cartoon Network or Nickelodeon. They used to be good, but now they show superhero comedies, and THEY. MAKE. NO. SENSE! This is when Super Wolf comes in. He’s a version of Luke’s werewolf who wears only a red cape and underpants, and fights evil by the light of the full moon. Whenever his opponent is beaten, he’d howl at the moon as a way of telling the world another day was saved. Once, he told me how Super Wolf shrank himself and went into my nose to fight off the evil Germ Rabbit who was making my cold worse. When I was better, Luke and I drew the Germ Rabbit together. He was an ugly, snotty green rabbit who looked a lot like a zombie, with droopy ears and eyes that pop out.

Hello? Violet…

At the park, we’d always play basketball together with the little kids. Bingo and her friends Lila, Chucky, Missy and Sadie would join in too, as they loved a good game with us. Luke was a good basketball player, he would slam dunk any ball using his werewolf claws, and sometimes he’d help the little kids slam dunk the ball too. Chucky plays basketball with his dad and his big brother Lucky, so he’s experienced at this even though he is four. Luke would lift Chucky up and he would throw the ball through the net. Sometimes, the little kids and I would playfully attack Luke, tickling him and chasing him out of the basketball court, all the way around the park.

VIOLET!

Resus? Why did you have to disrupt?

You’re forgetting about me. There isn’t just one brother in the house, you know.

Oh. I forgot.

Mum says you have to tell everyone about me, too. You have two brothers, not one!

Thanks, Resus. Now, I also want to tell you about Resus. He’s a vampire, but he’s desperately trying to be one. He has blonde hair, but he spraypaints it black. He has clip on fangs and pale, sensitive skin. He and Luke are loads of fun.Whenever it’s the weekend, we’d race around the garden, with my brothers giving me rides on their shoulders. When Luke gives me a ride on his shoulders, he would sing ‘Horsey Horsey’ and pretend to be a horse’s cowboy, making neighing and swishing sounds as if he had a long tail. When Resus gave me rides on his shoulders, he would wobble for a minute, then pretend to collapse to the ground, feeling I’m too heavy. Of course, we’d both laugh and laugh until we couldn’t take it any more. When I played fetch with Dig, Resus would always race him to see who would get the stick first. Dig would always win obviously, but whenever Resus lost he would just completely ignore that fact and run to me for a great big hug. I adore it when Resus hugs me. “Isn’t that a charming sight,” Resus’ father Alston would always say, “Big brother hugging little sister.” And a big brother he is to me.

When it is a rainy day, the TV is off and Luke and Cleo are asleep on the sofa, Resus and I would sit in front of the glass window and peacefully count all the raindrops that fall outside. I would get so sleepy counting, “1…2…3…4…” I would snuggle up next to Resus and fall asleep as Resus whispered out the number of raindrops into my ear. When I woke up, Bella would serve me a cool glass of milk and Resus a warm mug of cocoa. We’d enjoy our drinks and this peaceful rainy day. When it is the aftermath of a peaceful rainy day, we’d put on our coats and boots and run outside to splash in puddles. We’d be squealing in joy as we splashed up and down, and even splashed each other.

When it’s bathtime, I would watch as Resus cared for his sensitive skin with dermatologically tested products, then we’d both relax, with me in Resus’ arms. We’d kick our legs and watch them splash in the water, and when I felt lazy I would boop Resus on the nose, and he would boop me back. When we’re getting dry, we’d hide under towels and try to find each other. Resus has played this game with me ever since I was a baby. He would crawl around calling “Cheep-cheep-cheeeeep?” and then lift up the towel to reveal me as I squealed and clapped and fell into his arms. I so enjoyed it, Resus even gave it a name: “Cheep Cheep Towel”.

Sometimes I would listen from upstairs as Resus and Luke watched the State Of Origin game with the Heelers, Lucky’s family and their parents. I would hear them both cheering and high-fiving, then they would run upstairs with Bandit, who was painted amusingly yellow and green, and hug me in between them-

Finally, it’s about time you let me in on the action.

Luke?

Yep, it’s me. It’s all true. Everything you said to everyone out there is true. Even though I am a werewolf, I do all these things with you.

And as for me, I do all these things with you, too.

Good, good, but there’s no need to get into an argument! I think you are both perfect, and I love you just the way you are.

Thanks, Vi.

Yeah, thanks.

I love my brothers…

And we love her!