“That’s your brother.” Rocky shook his head in resignation as they ran over to the chaos.
“Does that mean you’re adopted, Mister Self Control and Discipline?” Colt retorted with a grin.
“No, it just means that I got all the good genes from Mom and Grandpa. You and Tum got Dad’s qualities.” Rocky replied, not missing a beat as they deftly wove their way to the middle of the circle. “And it means that they should’ve stopped with me. I wanted a dog, and instead I got two obnoxious brothers and a fish.”
“Hey!” Colt yelled as they approached, which distracted the bullies long enough to give Tum and his ally the opening they needed.
“Tum! Disarm and disable only.” Rocky warned. He and Colt watched as their brother soon had the three bullies yelping and hobbling away, despite the brunette pulling his blows.
“Well, that was fun.” Colt remarked. “And the first day of school fight tradition continues!”