Chapter 4

"John?" Hearing his little brother's voice echo towards him from the rear of the alley, Terry turned to look.

"Hello, big bro." The youngest Bogard said, grinning. Then asked, "You had a really serious mug just now, is anything wrong? I thought I would find you taking and wooing chicks behind the bar, not thinking so heavily...Were you dumped or something?"

"Dumped? Look at my face again and ask." Terry rolled his eyes and said. In the Bogard family, everybody was handsome and a little narcissistic.

John didn't recall if it was also the case in the anime adaptation.

Looking at his oldest brother's sea-blue eyes and the short blond hair they shared, unlike Andy, who had long blond hair, John smirked and said:

"We all look the same, but mom is right. I'm the most handsome."

"That's useless if you're a virgin, you brat." Terry finally smiled and retorted. Doing so, though, he didn't strictly deny the smug claim.

When his spirits got a little better thanks to his brother; the oldest Bogard said, cheering:

"Let's not loiter around this stinking back alley any longer. Mom's coming back early from work tonight. How about giving her a nice surprise?"

"As long as it's not a cake, I'm tired of those. Mom needs to lose weight anyway. She always says she will but won't if you keep this up." John replied, familiar with Terry's thoughtful ways.

"Well, mom likes her sugar. So let's make it the last time this month." Terry smiled, thinking about their hard-working mother.

The woman fell in love with a bad man, but she was a very sweet person. Without her doing so, the three brothers would have never existed or would have had different dads.

"Last time, sure." John sneered and tagged behind Terry.

XX

Returning home from the closest pastry shop, Terry and his youngest sibling mounted the stairs. Planning to enter the building from a less crowded place.

That back alley they were in used to be their playground when they were toddlers.

The three siblings learned martial arts from their mother early, but that wasn't the only common thing they shared.

Terry, Andy, and John all liked soccer and baseball. Though John was Irish, he didn't really like the sport they played more in his country.

Playing it, he loved, but he did not like watching it due to stress.

Entering their apartment from the back, Terry and John directly went to the kitchen. Done putting the cake in the fridge, Terry walked over to the green door joint to the living room and knocked softly:

"Mom, are you inside?"

Terry asked. The woman had no vehicle to keep outside and kept all her belongings, clothes or shoes, in her room. She could be home without letting them know.

Something she often did whenever she was too exhausted.

The door opened.

A tall, plump blonde woman in pale brown pajamas emerged from the room. More plainly speaking...she was borderline overweight and sturdily built.

The woman's name was Pam, Pam Bogard, and she was this little family's mother.

What John truly recognized her as was Pam Poovey from the Netflix show Archer.

A little sleepy because she visibly was power napping, the woman asked her oldest:

"...Terry? You're home...What is it?"

"Want to eat? I bought you a cake, mom." Feeling as generous as ever, Terry said.

Watching the scene from behind, for some reason, John felt like his brother wanted to make their mom fatter. As if it was a great blessing for her to be so.

The lovely moron obviously didn't consider her obsession with sweets. He was feeding her addiction and preventing her from losing her hated weight.

Turning to glance at a picture on a rack in the living room, John shook his head. Inside the black and plastic frame stood a younger and sexier version of their mother.

Watching it, the youngest Bogard was greatly aroused.

"I won't eat." Pam Bogard said to her oldest.

When she said, though, neither Terry nor John hid a smiling sigh.

How would they not know her night-eating habits? The night was long...

"Alright, do whatever you want, mom. It's all there if you're hungry." Terry chuckled and relented.

"Hmph. John, you're also here. How was school?" After a short snort, Pam ignored her oldest son and asked John.

At that moment, however, a room in the back corridor opened abruptly, and a young woman's voice resonated:

"You got no fucking spunk, Andy; I told you to cum inside! If you're so hesitant about having babies and marrying me, I'm going home! That way, you won't ever see me again!"

"Mai, be reasonable, and let me explain! Wait!" Another voice, masculine this time, exclaimed.

After rapid and successive sounds of footsteps and a door slamming, the three of Terry, Pam, and John were left alone in the living room.

Awkward as heck...

"Well, anyone wants some cake now?" After a long silence, Terry glimpsed back and forth between his family members and proposed.

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