“Because your parents thought you needed company?” Carlos suggested, a little smartly, with a small teasing smile.
“I got all the company I needed when I was eight and Drake hatched. Didn’t need built in annoyances,” Mia was being dramatic as she draped herself over her friend.
Carlos just grinned wider. He put an arm around her shoulder and gave her a pat. “There there,” he said. “May I ask what brought this on?”
“Cass seems to have decided it’s great fun to flirt with everyone she meets and Loni seems dead set on fighting everyone she meets. I’m half convinced they’re going to start an intergalactic incident.”
“Sounds like they take after you,” Carlos joked. “But seriously… I think kid siblings are meant to be weird. I’ve got a brother, you know… he’s almost too smart for his own good sometimes.”
The Perfect Scientist 