Brie heads straight to the shower

Brie walked into the house with a slouch, her clothes rumpled and face flat with dejection. _Not only did that just happen, but now I've got to hide this perverted thing from the family. _While Brie still very much wanted to study and experiment with the creature, it would only be through the other side of a particle accelerator in a BSL-4 lab. Maybe

"Johnny! Suzy! Are you guys home?~" Brie called out in the living room. No reply. Although the kids usually didn't return home until later in the evening, this wasn't the time to make assumptions. Thank God thought Brie, who wanted to do nothing more than to shower away the incident with the police officer. Placing her purse on the table, quickly Brie grabbed a change of clothes and headed into the washroom, the sound of the shower echoing through the house. Just as she began her shower, a boy walked up from the basement, meeting a girl who was walking down from the second floor.

"What did she want?" yawned a slouching Suzanne in her raspy voice, dressed in a pair of oversized pajamas patterned with drawings of personified vegetables. Shaking her short, black hair she put on a pair of glasses, only partially covering the deep bags under her brown eyes, and looked tiredly at her brother. She was the oldest sibling, about two years older, and was back home on vacation after finishing another semester of university studying electrical engineering, rarely seen or heard by the rest of the household.

"Don't know. I was in the middle of reps, and she's in the shower now. Did you just wake up?" replied John. Standing nearly a head above his sister, he was tall and lanky but with firm muscles, and was wearing an exercise shirt and shorts. His smooth blond hair, which flowed to his neck, complemented his deep blue eyes. Even though he didn't have the smarts of his Sister, he was a good student and a decent member of the basketball team, and his days of one awkward incident after another seemed to coming to an end.

"Yeah, I did" she yawned again stretching her arms up. "I was trying finishing up a story last night." A cheesy BL slashfic, that is.

"Geez. You should really get a sleep schedule." John implored
"And you should get a girlfriend, but we both know-"

"Actually, I have a favor to ask about that." John butted in with a start "Since Mom called earlier and said she had a meeting with her coworker at her place, my... well... girlfriend? I mean we've only gone out a few times, but, you know... anyway-"

"I don't care where you bang her, bro." Suzy flatly said

"We're not-! Uh, so you'll head out for the night too?"

"No, really, I've got stuff to solder tonight. Just bring her over, it's not that big of a deal." Of course, she was more concerned with finishing her story, but John didn't need to know that.

"Gosh darn it Suzy!"

As John desperately pleaded and bargained for his sister to vacate the premises, the purse on the kitchen counter bounced around, and the canister finally jumped out.