Kat heard a gentle knock on her bedroom door that evening as she laid in bed watching television in her pajamas. She got up and made her way to the door, not before digging out her underwear from between her buttcheeks for the ninth time that evening.
Nathan was at her bedroom door. In his hands were the tattered remains of her pants. "You left these in the Jeep. I didn't know if you wanted them, or..."
She grabbed them from Nat and tossed vaguely in the direction of her trash can. Kat missed by about two feet. "Eh, close enough."
"Sorry about today. I owe you a pair of jeans," Nathan apologized.
"It's fine. They were getting old anyways. Besides, it was my fault for thinking my fat ass could fit down that passage."
"Pssh, you don't have a fat ass!"
Kat stuck her tongue out at her brother. "Duh. I know. I was being sarcastic."
"Heh, oh..."
"What are you going to do with that statue we found?" she asked.
"Oh, I'll have one of my professors take a look at it. Then it'll probably be donated to a museum," he posed.
"That's a shame. That's statue is thick with four C's! We could have probably sold it on the internet for thousands!".
Nathan laughed. "Sorry, but archeological discoveries don't work like that."
"Rats. Oh well. Anyways, I got to brush my teeth and go to bed. I have school early tomorrow." Kat pushed her way past Nat and walked down the hallway to the bathroom. Nathan watched Kat's rump jiggle and shake ever-so-slightly as she walked. He bit his lip. Her typically loose pajamas bottoms now did little obscure the shape and size his sister's backside.
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