Title: Disney and Other Classic
Rating: G
Summary: The toughest mission yet. Not JONAS, although the summary may suggest otherwise. No pairings, but plenty of brotherly love.
Nikki-Note: The first JB fic I've written and the first time it hasn't been posted under a pseudonym.



At first thought, it seemed like such an easy mission. In all actuality, it was one of the most difficult things the Jonas brothers would ever have to do.

It was 8 o’clock on a Saturday evening. Kevin, Joe, Nick, and Frankie sat staring at the daunting challenge- the shelves of movies.

“Dumb and Dumber?” Nick offered.

Joe shook his head. “Watched it two weeks ago.”

“The Lion King?” Frankie quipped.

“Can’t; Joe gets too emotional,” Kevin said, smirking.

“It’s a sad movie!”

“It’s a cartoon,” Nick responded, laughing.

“I didn’t make fun of you when you asked to sleep with me after we watched Snow White!”

“I was six!”

“Saw?” Joe questioned, eyebrow raised. “We watched that a long time ago… When was that, last month?”

Nick’s ears turned pink.

“That’s what I thought,” he finished triumphantly while Nick pouted.

Kevin smiled. “Don’t worry, Nicky, the next time we watch a scary movie, you can sleep with me.”

Nick gave his eldest brother a death stare. “I hate you all.”

Frankie sighed loudly.

“I think Frank the Tank wants us to pick a movie,” Joe grinned. “So do I; I’m bored.”

“Finding Nemo!” Frankie chirped, suddenly excited.

Nick made a face. “We’ve watched that at least a hundred times in the past month.”

“Oh, at least,” Joe repeated sarcastically. “Harry Potter?”

“Don’t say yes; he’ll make us watch them all,” Nick whispered to Kevin.

“I’m sitting two inches from you. I can hear you,” Joe leaned over and whispered to Nick.

“Well, it’s true. You’re weird,” Nick whispered back.

“I am not!”

Kevin scoffed.

“Oh, stay out of this, Mr. I-Color-Code-My-Sock-Drawer!”

“I like things to be orderly. That’s not weird,” Kevin responded calmly.

“Yeah, but why did you have to do mine too?”

“Hey! I wanna watch a movie!” Frankie hollered. The older boys exchanged guilty looks.

The room was quiet for a minute.

“If anyone’s weird, it’s you, Nick J.”

Kevin nodded absently. “Definitely.”

“Awesome. Let’s all just be really mean to me.”

Joe reached over and ruffled Nick’s hair. “Oh, stop pouting.”

Kevin rummaged through the shelves of movies and began to read off titles, most of which were vetoed by Joe.

“Darkness Falls?”

“No!” Nick shouted.

Joe and Kevin both turned to look at him.

“Frankie’d get scared?” Nick offered meekly.

“I agree with him,” Joe said. “But mostly because Nick kicks in his sleep.”

Nick frowned. “Why are you so mean to me?”

“I’m sorry,” Joe put his arm around his brother. “But you make it so easy.”

“So it’s my fault you’re mean to me?” Nick asked, swatting Joe’s arm away.

“Essentially,” Joe said grinning as he put his arm back around his little brother’s shoulders.

Kevin shook his head. “Sometime tonight, guys.”

Nick looked thoughtful. “Pirates of the-”

“NO,” Kevin cut him off. “If I have to watch one more of those, I’ll kill myself.” Kevin resettled himself on the couch beside in between Joe and Frankie. “You’re all being difficult. Any more ideas, Frankie?”

“Finding Nemo,” he replied sleepily, snuggling up beside Kevin.

Kevin rolled his eyes. “Other than that.”

“Aladdin.”

“Okay,” Joe said before anyone could argue. He slipped off the couch to put the movie in. “It’s not too scary for you, is it, Nick?”

“At least I don’t still cry at The Lion King,” Nick muttered under his breath.

“I heard that. And I do not cry!”

“Shh. Movie’s starting,” Kevin put a hand up to silence his younger brothers. “And yes you do, Joe,” he laughed, dodging the pillow Joe flung at his head.

Halfway through the movie, Nick’s stomach grumbled loudly.

“Popcorn break!” Joe announced, pausing the movie as he jumped up from the couch.

Kevin nudged the little body curled up beside him. “Frankie’s totally gone. I’m going to put him to bed.”

As Kevin came back downstairs, Joe entered the living room with the popcorn.

“Do we have the finish this movie?” Nick asked, taking a handful of popcorn.

“Nope. I know a great movie.” Joe began rifling through the shelves until he found a dusty VHS case. “I can’t believe we even have this.”

“It is a classic,” Kevin replied, his voice muffled with popcorn.

“What is it?”

“You sound nervous, Nick. Don’t you trust me?”

“No. The last time you knew a “great movie,” I didn’t sleep for a week.”

“But this one isn’t scary at all!” Joe protested. Nick looked to Kevin for confirmation, who shook his head.

“I like it. But, yeah, it’s pretty scary,” Kevin said. Joe shot him a disdainful look.

“Oh, it is not. It’s awesome.” Joe put the movie in despite Nick’s protests.

“It looks old.”

“It is old. It’s The Haunting.”

“I thought that was a really bad movie?”

“Just the remake. This is the original. Now hush.”

/>The next morning, Kevin was sitting alone in his room reading when his mom popped her head in the door.

“Have you seen Nick or Joe yet this morning?”

Kevin shook his head.

“Will you get them up? I have laundry to do.”

“Yeah, sure.” Kevin hopped off his bed and started to head towards Nick’s room. Thinking better of it, he turned and went to Joe’s room instead. He opened the door and looked in. Laughing softly, he walked the rest of the way in. Nick was curled up beside Joe, his head resting on Joe’s chest.

“Next time, we’re watching Finding Nemo,” Joe mumbled sleepily.