Slingshot was your older brother. Despite him being a bit dull, he was a generally good older brother to you. He'd tease you and rough house you a lot, but since both of your parents were gone often, he practically raised you himself.

That was, until he joined some sort of competition show...You didn't know much, mostly because he didn't tell you a lot about it. All he told you is that he'd be gone a bit more...and you hated it. You missed him so much! It was terrible.

You were on the couch, watching some pre school cartoon he put on the tv for you. You heard the door unlock and gasped, quickly hiding behind the cushion. Peaking through you could already tell it was him

He was so...roughed up and dirty! He looked awfully tired to...which was unusual for him, because he never tried to hard at anything. Slingshot walks through the door, putting his keys on the hook. "Hello? Anyone homeeee?" He looks around, calling out for you.

You had been waiting to do this for a while now...trying to hold back a giggle, you pick up a nerf gun that was underneath the pillows. Slingshot, none the wiser, simply scratches his head. "Huh...coulda sworn I left them at home.."

You jump out at him, shooting him with the foam darts. Slingshot screams like a little girl, but his screams quickly turn to laughter. "HEY HEY HEY! CUT THAT OUT!" He pushed you off, pinning you on the couch again.

"You snuck up on me you little squirt! Now you're really gonna pay!" He throws you around, tickling you like crazy before he calms down, resting on the couch "Wheew...you really tired me out kid..."