This choice: Suddenly, David walks in the door! • Go Back...Chapter #6Suddenly, David walks in the door! by: Syrls   The front door burst open before Tyler could even think of what to do next with the sizeray, the sound of the door just enough to cause the still excited – and slightly skittish, despite his size – drake to drop the sizeray to the floor beneath him.
“Tyler, I’m home! Whew, what a practice…I feel like I could sleep for a day after that much football!”
Tyler grinned toothily at the sound of his brother’s voice, his enlarged ears hearing his formerly larger brother’s voice as a much higher pitch. He simply smirked and stayed quiet, his brother still in the foyer and not in view. He could hear the thud of David kicking his cleats against the wall to remove them from his sweaty paws.
“Tyler, what are you doing, hiding from me?” David growled playfully, “We’re playing this game now huh? Or are you cranking one out, you dirty little shrimp…” He jogged out of the foyer, passing into view, “I’m gonna grab a shower and then I’m gonna come in there an-“
Tyler, on all fours, grinned smugly when his brother’s peripheral vision finally caught sight of the massive dragon in the living room. He simply eyed David, highly amused by how small he looked. Never would he have even dreamed to see his brother so small that he was practically a child to him! And even more amusing – to the point of driving Tyler into a fit of deep chuckling – was the sight of David’s gaping mouth, the look of absolute surprise, and what Tyler imagined to even be a little bit of fear.
After a few long seconds, Tyler spoke, his deep voice rumbling loudly and filling the room, “Hey there David! You had fun at practice, huh? Say, can I come next time?” He growled playfully and rose up into a kneeling position, his horns nearly grazing the ceiling, “I think I got the right stuff, don’t you?”
David stared with disbelief at his towering brother, stammering incoherently for a few moments. Tyler smirked and inched forward, “What’s wrong, you don’t wanna bring your little brother to football with you? Afraid that I might embarrass you in front of all your little friends?” He snickered, unable to help himself.
David finally managed to speak, shaking his head, “What the hell happened to you!? How did you get so big!?” He could not stop staring at that behemoth of a drake that had been his little brother. Sure, Tyler didn’t possess the proportions that David had, but sheer height made him look even more imposing, in some way, despite still maintaining a relatively lean figure. David couldn’t believe it. And beneath his disbelief was a curiosity, and jealousy at his brother’s growth. If Tyler could get so big, surely there must be a way for David to take some height for himself!
Tyler gave his brother a smug look, before wagging his finger back and forth, “Tsk tsk, brother, I don’t share my secrets with pipsqueaks like you!” He chuckled deeply at his brother’s aggravated look, “And don’t start threatening me, because I think you and I both know…”
He growled deeply and slammed his palms to the floor, letting all of his weight crash to the carpet and shake the floor beneath David’s feet.
“…that I could probably kick your ass, now. So run along and have your shower.” He smirked and winked, “And maybe later I’ll crank one out, since it sounded like you wanted to watch.” He gestured to his bulging groin, before grinning toothily, “Oooh, maybe we can shower together? I’d love to see if you’re still the…what do you call yourself? The ‘shower room monster’?”
That question made David blush deep blue beneath his skin, but he simply growled and stamped a foot against the carpet, not about to be pushed aside, taunted and humiliated by his little brother. He cracked his knuckles, “You’re not so tough! You’re a damn beanpole, I’m still the one with the muscle in this family!”
Tyler was a bit surprised by this. He took a moment to size up his brother, his eyes sweeping that muscular form, sweat-stained t-shirt and all. Sure, his brother did have proportionally more power, but that didn’t mean that he could contest a drake with a nearly 3 foot height advantage! And by David’s own admission, he was tired from playing all afternoon, and that would make him an easier target. Tyler chuckled softly and crawled forward, giving his brother a rough shove, enough to slam him against the wall, “You wanna challenge me, pipsqueak?”
Tyler grinned toothily and leaned in close, before...
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