It was sometime in the afternoon and Albus was bored. They'd already had lunch so he didn't have food to look forward to until it was nearly dinner. But that was ages away and he was bored now. Where was James? James always had something fun for them to do and it was much more fun than being alone. Al was so happy to have a brother as smart and awesome as James. Lily was cool too but she was very small and didn't do much yet. Maybe she'd be more fun when she was older.
Anyway, he was trying to find James. Why did they have such a big house? It was a lot for his short, little legs to handle. James was probably in his room, but if he wasn't Al wasn't going to go back down the stairs again. There were a lot of them and he was very short, even for his age. Without bothering to knock, he opened the door to the room but there was no James. Troublesome.
Frowning as he closed the door back again because he didn't want James cross at him for going into his room, Al stared back down the hallway. That was a lot of hallway. Instead of walking down it again, he did the next best thing. "JAAAAAAAMES!"
James couldn't decide where he wanted to be. He'd been playing with the trains in his room and then that got boring, and then he decided that maybe he wanted to play outside, but outside wasn't quite as fun on his own, and he didn't know where Al was. He could have gone to look for his brother, but instead he made his way into the kitchen.
He was hungry. Okay, maybe not hungry, but he wanted a snack. And if he went and told mum, she was just going to cut up an apple. He didnt want an apple. He wanted a cookie. The only problem was, that while he knew where Mum kept the cookies, he wasn't quite tall enough to reach them.
Which was how he ended up precariously balanced on the kitchen bench, reaching for the cookie cupboard. Hearing Al yelling his name, he startled a little, and nearly tipped off the counter. Grabbing onto a random handle, he managed to hold on. "AAAAAALLLLL," he yelled back. Oh maybe he shouldn't be yelling on the kitchen counter where mum might come investigate. Oops.
It was quiet for a moment as Al waited for his brother to call back to him. Hopefully James had heard. Then he heard it. And... it sounded like it was coming from downstairs. How annoying. Al really didn't want to go all the way back down the stairs just to find his brother. He had really been hoping James was already upstairs with him.
Sighing slighlty, he went down the long hallway to the staircase and started down them. It was a lot of work when all he wanted to do was play. Reaching the bottom step, he stopped. He knew James was downstairs but he had no idea what room downstairs he was in. That was a problem. "JAAAAAAAMES!" he called again, hoping the reply would help him find the older boy.
Still on the counter, James waited to see whether his mum had heard. It didn't seem so. She wasn't coming. Okay. Good. Good. No getting into trouble for trying to steal cookies out of cookie time. It should always be cookie time. That was the best time. Maybe Al could help him with the cookie stealing. It did help to have a partner.
Where was Al? He'd yelled. But then it was quiet again. Oh. There was the yelling again. "AAAAAALBUUUUUUS," he yelled again, before trying to open the cupboard he was holding onto without knocking himself off the bench. This was kind of hard.
Had James not heard him? Albus frowned for a moment but then he heard his brother yelling again. Okay, he just had to find him now. Easy enough. They should probably stop yelling now in any case, just in case Mum got cross with them or Lily was trying to nap. That would just ruin the fun and it hadn't even really started yet.
Going in the direction he thought the voice was coming from, Albus wandered through a couple of rooms with no luck. Maybe he'd gone the wrong way. Rounding another corner, Al was about ready to yell just one more time when he saw James. "JAMES!" he said excitedly and probably a bit too loudly. Why were they in the kitchen? It wasn't food time.
"ALBUS!" he yelled back when he saw his brother, still trying to get himself around the cupboard door. Maybe Al could help him now, though he wasn't sure exactly how. He edged along the bench a little bit further. Why did mum have to put the cookies in such a difficult spot? He huffed a little.
"Cookies!" That was something Albus could definitely get behind. He loved cookies, even more when he wasn't meant to be having them. Grandma gave him cookies a lot. Hurrying over, he pulled himself up with his brother, trying to not knock him down. It was harder than he thought it would be because the counter was still a bit high for him to reach, but all the same he'd done it. If James could, Albus could.
"I'll hold the door and you get the jar," he said as he came up with a plan. He was shorter than James so reaching the jar would be harder for him, but he could definitely hold open a door. It was the perfect plan.
As Al hopped up to help, James smiled. He had the best little brother. Because the boy could have been a pest and gone to tell on him, but instead he was helping him. The best brother. Now he just needed Lily to held him with things when she grew older and it would be best.
"Okay!" he said cheerfully. He edged a little bit to the side so that he wasn't in the way of the door so his little brother could get it. "Careful not to tip off," he warmed him.
Once he was quite securely on the counter, or as securely as a smol could get on a counter, Albus moved to grab the knob of the cupboard door. "I got this," he assured his brother at the warning. He'd gotten into the cupboard before obviously. All the good stuff was kept in there. It was just easier with James to reach things since Al was still so little. Soon he wouldn't be though. He was growing very quickly. "Hurry, before mum comes."
Having Al here to help him made things much easier. That was the good thing about having younger siblings. "Okay," he said, as his brother grabbed onto the shelf. Eyeing the cookies at the top, James went onto his tip toes. "I'm trying!" he replied. He didn't want mum to find them stealing the cookies. Managing to reach it, he then pulled the jar down. "Aha!"
Trying to peek around the door while holding it open and not falling, Al saw when James successfully grabbed the cookie jar. "Yes!" he said excitedly but not too loudly. Mum couldn't hear them or they would get in big trouble. "Um, but how do we get down without dropping it now?" James probably had an idea because he was super clever.
James first idea was to just hold the cookie jar and jump down with it. But that would probably end up with the cookie jar falling and breaking on the floor, and he didn’t want that. It would be hard to pretend they hadn’t eaten the cookies if the jar was broken on the floor. “Umm. You get down first. And then I’ll pass it to you, and then I’ll get down?” That seemed like it would work, right?
Of course! James was so smart. Al scrambled down from the counter, being careful not to fall because that would ruin the fun and then he wouldn't get any cookies. All he would get from falling was pain and Mum being angry with him for being reckless. Once he was on the floor, he reached up for the cookie jar. "Hurry before Mum comes in!"