Dexter glanced at his watch quickly before he darted his eyes back to his sister, dancing on stage.

“C’mon Dee-Dee, how long can ‘Swan Lake’ go on?” Dexter asked impatiently.

He sighed when the music finally stopped and there was applause from the crowd. Dexter watched as all of the ballerinas lined up on stage and took a bow. Dee-Dee was in the middle, she was wearing a gorgeous, white ballerina outfit that was decorated with pearls and diamonds. She stood out from the crowd as she flashed her perfect smile and pulled her beautiful blonde hair behind her small ear. Roses were thrown all across the stage from fans in the audience. Dexter frowned at this, since this would take the excitement out of the bouquet of roses that he was going to give to Dee-Dee. He shifted his weight a bit, sometimes switching the bouquet from hand to hand, until finally the ballerinas began to appear backstage, where they were met by their husbands, boyfriends, parents, or friends. Most everyone had a bouquet to give to their special ballerina, but Dexter’s were special. He didn’t simply buy the roses in a store, he grew them himself. He had tested different chemicals for months until he finally grew a rose that was Dee-Dee’s favorite color, periwinkle. He had been waiting for this moment for almost a year now. This was Dee-Dee’s dream, after years of practice she was finally a professional ballerina, and Dexter was determined to greet her with a bouquet of flowers when she left the stage in all her glory. However, Dexter’s hands began to shake and he started to sweat when the moment began to draw near. He thought it would all go perfectly in these past months but now he wasn’t so sure. He hadn’t even seen his sister in years, how would she react when she saw him? What would she say? Dexter’s heart began to race when he saw Dee-Dee emerge from the curtains that led to the backstage. She smiled and waved at everyone, congratulating every ballerina she passed. Dexter began to walk toward her when she collapsed into a chair and began to unlace her slippers.

“Um...Dee-Dee...” He mumbled quietly.

The ballerina looked up at him and Dexter stared into her deep blue eyes.

She looked at him, confused, “Wow, that’s a familiar name. The only people that call me that are my parents and my...well, my brother used to.”

“Dee-Dee, it’s me, Dexter.” He told her.

She went silent, staring at him for mere moments that seemed like an eternity to the orange haired scientist.

“Dexter?” She gasped.

Before Dexter could say anything, he was being suffocated by Dee-Dee’s immense bear hug.

“What are you doing here?” She asked excitedly, “I thought you were in Phoenix.”

“I came back to watch you perform.” He said, raising the bouquet of periwinkle roses so that Dee-Dee could see them.

“Oh! You even got me roses in my favorite color!” She squealed as she took the bouquet and cradled it in her arms, “I can’t believe you came all the way to New York just to watch me perform! I thought you hated my hobby.”

Dexter shrugged, “You’re my sister, I might as well support you in what you do. And besides, you looked great up there. It seems like it was only yesterday that you were practicing in your room and now you’re the center of attention in a master theater in New York City.”

“Well what about your dream?” Dee-Dee asked, “Did you ever become a scientist?”

“Yeah, I did, you just can’t tell because I left my lab coat and gloves in Phoenix.” He said.

Dee-Dee giggled, “So what are you working on now?”

“Rocket and space science, I’m helping NASA with their next mission. But I also work on the cure to cancer in my free time.” Dexter told her.

Dee-Dee lighting hit him on the shoulder and smiled, “Look at what we grew up to be! You’re a rocket scientist and I’m a professional dancer! I guess success runs in the family.”

Dexter chuckled, “Yeah, I guess so. Even though our parents weren’t great we still turned out okay.”

Dee-Dee smiled as she looked down at the bushel of roses in her arms, “I’m glad, you know, that you came and all.”

“It’s no big deal.” He said, “I had some vacation days saved up anyway.”

“So...do you have to leave soon?” Dee-Dee asked, with a bit of sadness in her voice.

Dexter shook his head, “No, I have the whole weekend off. My boss said I deserved it.”

Dee-Dee squealed in excitement and once again hugged her brother, “Do you have a hotel room yet? Because if you don’t, you could crash with me in my apartment.”

“Thanks, Dee-Dee.” Dexter managed to gasp out when all of the air was being squeezed out of him.

Dee-Dee immediately let go and backed away, “Sorry, I’m just really excited.”

“I can tell.” Dexter chuckled as he gasped in two gulps of air.

“At least I squeezed your chest instead of your head. How did you get so tall anyway?” Dee-Dee asked as she stood on her tip-toes so she could be eye to eye with her brother.

Dexter shrugged, “I had a growth spurt while I was in Phoenix. Maybe there were some growth hormones in some of the chemicals I was dealing with.”

Dee-Dee laughed, “Yeah, maybe, anyway, it’s getting pretty late. Let me go change then we can go.”

Dexter nodded, “Okay, I’ll stay where I am.”

Dee-Dee smiled at him one more time before she skipped off to her dressing room, roses still in hand.

Dexter sighed and collapsed into the chair that his sister had just minutes ago.

“It went better than I thought.” He thought to himself, “At least she doesn’t hate me.”

At this point, all of the ballerinas and their families were beginning to file out of the building, flowers, tutus and all.

“Has Dee-Dee always been alone after the show?” He thought to himself, now feeling guilty, “No wonder she was so happy when she saw me.”

“Dexter? Dexter? Dexter!” Dee-Dee yelled.

Dexter snapped out of his dream state and immediately looked up at his sister, fully dressed in New York styled fashions.

“Well don’t you look fancy.” He noted, looking her up and down.

Dee-Dee giggled, “I get paid a lot, and the best way to spend a pay check is by shopping for clothes.”

Dexter chuckled, “Well that’s your opinion. Anyway, are you ready to go?”

Dee-Dee nodded and helped Dexter out of the small chair before wrapping her arms around one of his and leaning her head on his shoulder.

“I’m really glad you came, Dexter.” She said sweetly.

A light blush appeared on Dexter’s cheeks, so he quickly looked away from the cute girl hanging, no, clinging onto his arm, hoping that the heat would leave his face, praying that his sister didn’t see the pink arise on his cheeks.

“N—No problem.” He stuttered.

“C’mon.” She said as she pulled him along, “I’ll get us a taxi.”

“Lead the way.” Dexter said as Dee-Dee pulled him out the door and into the cold air of New York City.

Author's Note: So yeah, this wasn't a very long chapter but that's only because it was an introduction to the whole story. It goes way longer from here, so look forward to it.