Yunho walked into the kitchen yawning. “Max did you eat all the food again?” he yelled into the nearby room. Max got up from where he had been sleeping the last few hours and walked into the kitchen. “Of course not, I had to save some food for after my nap you know”. Yunho pouted. “But there’s no more fruit loops left in the cabinet, so I assumed you had eaten them all. How do you stay so skinny anyway?” Max looked at Yunho with tired eyes. “Oh yah, those ones I ate this morning.” “This morning?! I just bought them yesterday! Manager!!” Yunho yelled with a hoarse voice. Their manager slowly walked down the stairs with the same expression he always had: stressed and annoyed. “Manager, Max ate all the fruit loops.” Yunho said with a frown. The manager sighed deeply and replied, “That’s how Max is, and don’t you know how to get used to a glutinous pig.” Max’s eyes widened and he gave the manager an offended glare. “Oh don’t stare at me with those mismatched eyes of yours and go to the market and buy some more fruit loops!” The manager yelled and slowly turned his back to walk away. Yunho laughed in the background. “At least give me some money first manager!” Max yelled after him. “Come on Max,” Yunho imitated the manager’s voice “let’s go get some fruit loops.” “Yah! Why do you always have to get me in trouble with him?” Max gave Yunho one of is classic ‘Voldemin’ stares and walked toward the door “at least we can go pick up some more of that tteokbokki on the way home from that stand that just opened up.” Yunho smiled and went to go get his jacket and glasses. “We have to make it back quick, we should go over some of our songs, you know our concert is just a couple weeks away.” Max groaned from the back room, and came out shortly after, ready to go out. “Alright can we go now?” he whined, “I want to make sure we can leave before the manager comes back and has a fit again.”

They walked out the door of the apartment they were staying at, and out into the world of Denver; the final stop on their world tour. As they walked down the streets, Yunho was humming along to a new song that he had been writing, and Max lagged just behind him, not fully awake from his long nap. Yunho stopped his humming and turned back to face Max, “Hey Max, didn’t you say once that you had a twin brother? He lived in America right? Maybe we should meet up with him!” Max’s face suddenly grew very solemn and he stopped in his tracks. “Yes, but I don’t like him at all; can we change the subject?” Max replied shakily as he walked past Yunho at a very rapid pace. “Well, actually, I was just going to ask you about your brother because I haven’t gotten to meet him and I think I should at least meet some of your family.” Yunho replied trying to catch up to Max. “Absolutely not; he ruined my life the minute he came into our family. I’m pretty sure we both want to kill each other right about now. That’s why I don’t want to go out.” Max and Yunho finally arrived at the store and walked in, searching for the fruit loops. As Max walked up to the cereal aisle he growled and jumped up and down kicking the shelves. “They don’t have any damn fruit loops!!” Max turned to Yunho and mumbled. “let’s go, they don’t have any more fruit loops left.” Yunho’s face scrunched up and followed Max as he walked up to the cashier. “Do you happen, by any chance, to have a box of fruit loops left? We really would love it if you had some in the back to give to us?” Max toothily smiled as the cashier rolled his eyes. “No, that man just took the last box.” He said while pointing at a person walking away from the store. “Oh thanks!” was all Max could say before he dashed out the store with Yunho following. “Excuse me! Excuse me sir!” The man stopped and turned around in confusion to Max. It was becoming dark now and the street lights were about to turn on; when Max stopped to catch his breath in front of the man. The man was tall, had a lean figure, and looked as though he were in his late twenties. Max finished huffing and stood straight to look at the man, only to find his situation a little more than uncomfortable. “How are you Maxy? It’s so great to see you again.”