Dino-Battle (tags any Zouvelekis)

[Trenton Zouvelekis]

Trenton was sprawled out across the living room floor, folding tiny colorful squares into dinosaurs and then lining them up across from one another, pretending there was a vicious dino-battle going on in his house. This was much better than the vicious familial battle that involved Uncle James and his father, who were shouting at one another in the kitchen. Or rather, Uncle James was shouting at father, and father was simply pretending he didn't hear. Trenton wished that he couldn't hear.

Just another pretty face...can't even make money off your modeling anymore...ruined her career...good for nothing, she ought to leave and find someone sensible...

Trenton moved his dinosaurs closer to one another, situating one of them to appear as if it were eating the other's head off. "Rawr, you don't shut up I'll eat your face off." He muttered to himself as he made dinosaur number one ravage number two. Uncle James' presence was nothing but disruptive. He tried to turn his sister against their father, and tried to cajole with his mother to help him. At least Nana managed to wave aside her son's misgivings, but then she was more concerned with picking up candy from the drug store without paying for it, and hadn't the tabloids been all over that!

He'd grown up with cameras pointing at him, had been entertainment for millions, but that was supposed to be over now. Only, it wasn't, because reporters insisted on following the family around. And while he didn't really mind attention, particularly if up to some stunt, he wanted his family to be happy again and he didn't particularly want the entire world to know they were having any sort of problems at all.

[Seth Zouvelekis]

Seth bumped down the stairs on his butt, accompanied as always by his faithful videocam. Seeing the lines of rainbow dinos, he had to get some footage from several angles and then cozzied up on the couch to communicate with the most sensible of his male siblings. "So... how long have they been going at it?" he asked with a wave of his hand that encompassed the older males in the kitchen as well as the dinos who seemed well on the way to exctinction, if you took in the flattened remains of some of the great beasts. Of all of them Trenton seemed most perturbed by the strife that was prevalent since their Mother's sibling had moved in with them and began his campaign to destroy familial harmony. "Dad should just send him packing," Seth opined. He knew that was unlikely for James was their mom's twin and they had that twin thing going which meant in many ways James would always be more important to her than her children or husband. He thought it would take something major for her to even consider throwing him out. He thought he knew something that would work, but he was too frightened to even suggest it for it would bring back memories that were best left buried.

[Trenton Zouvelekis]

"Since I got up." Trenton answered with a yawn, reaching up to push the camcorder away. Seth was always trying to video tape everyone, as if they didn't have enough of that without him. "Oh, you mean the dinosaurs? Ummm." He glanced down at his watch. "Five minutes. In dinosaur time that's five thousand years. They're real slow."

He flicked one of his dinosaurs across the room, sending it crashing against the foot of the coffee table. "Mom and Serena took baby Grace out. Shopping or some girly shit like that." He added, "Nana went out, too. After them." He hoped she didn't come home with a police escort this time.

He scrambled to his feet, scattering the remaining dinosaurs as he did so. "No way, mom'll never throw Uncle James out." He frowned, "Not until he has a job again. So unless you know someone who'll hire him, we're stuck." He shifted his gaze toward the kitchen, where the fight was suddenly cut off by the phone. "Probably Basil. Or Henry." He guessed as their father hurried to answer after checking the caller ID. Probably Henry, considering how quickly Dorian had scrambled to answer. James was left fuming, then began to stalk toward the living room where the two boys were lounging.

"Ooops, better skedaddle." Trenton grabbed Seth by the arm and tugged him to the side door, hoping to escape outdoors before he had to listen to another lecture on why modeling was a stupid career, and why Henry was a terrible influence and their father oughtn't be friends with him. "Hurry, Seth!"

[Seth Zouvelekis]

Seth struggled in his hesitation as he was determined to dart back inside to get his most prized possession. The problem was should he grab the camera or his beloved cat Muffin. The oblivious feline was hunkered down on the rug, right in Uncle James' path. "No!" he cried out in horror and ran back in and scooped up muffin and then ran back out to rejoin Trenton. Where now?" he asked for having almost knocked their uncle over, it was very likely the man would be out after them in a moment.