Disclaimer: Hmm, nope still don't own 'em.

A/N: I've been tossing this story around in my head ever since Potterwatch planted the idea. I figured that I could combine it with a story suggestion from Ambernine as well. As such they both should be credited with these suggestions—Potterwatch for the fishing/boating idea and Ambernine for the younger siblings' memories of Scott.-sam1

Scott's Unforgettable Birthday

Setting down the huge hamper of food that Kyrano had prepared for a day trip on the open sea for the Tracy brothers, John wiped his brow. "That's the last of it." Glancing around, he lowered his voice, "Do you think he suspects anything?"

"Nope, and I think that the Terrible Two have been keeping him quite busy so that we could get everything ready." Shaking his head in wonderment, he chuckled. "I didn't know that Gordon knew so many useless and irritating facts."

"Shame he didn't apply himself as well in school. But then, he wouldn't be Gordy and things would have certainly been a little on the dull, yet, quiet side." Grabbing one of the water bottles from the cooler, he tossed it to Virgil before grabbing another for himself. Glancing at his watch, "They should be here any minute—"

"GORDON, I DON'T WANT TO KNOW THAT IT IS AGAINST THE LAW TO WHALE HUNT IN OKLAHOMA!" Scott's irritation showed in not only the loudness of his voice but also the set of his shoulders and the really long strides he was taking to get away from his second youngest brother. "Why are you so insistent on driving me insane with all of those useless bits of information?"

"Gee, Scotty, I was just trying to share some knowledge with you," Gordon said, eyes gleaming with impish delight. "I mean, did you know that given their sheer volume, ninety-nine percent of the living space on the planet is found in the oceans. The average depth of the oceans is 2.5 miles. The deepest point lies in the Mariana Trench, 6.8 miles down. By way of comparison, Mount Everest is only 5.5 miles high? Seriously, that is mind boggling."

"The only thing that boggles my mind is the fact that you actually know that stuff," Scott retorted, seeing John and Virgil on the small yacht, he shot them a look that pleaded with them to help him.

Before either of them could say anything, Alan added his own knowledge with a wink at his partner-in-crime. "Betchya didn't know this; the porpoise is second to man as the most intelligent animal on the planet."

"Having heard the shit you've both been hammering me with for the last hour, I'd have to say that the porpoise is more intelligent than either of you," Scott snapped. Glaring at his youngest brothers, he held up his hand. "I don't want to hear another stupid or random fact from either of you the rest of the day. I want to enjoy a nice birthday trip out on the sea with my brothers. But don't think for a moment that if you continue to drive me apeshit that I won't toss your asses over the railing. Are. We. Clear?"

"Clear as crystal, Scotty," Gordon answered, grinning. "Just one more thing…People who laugh a lot are much healthier than those who don't. Some doctor found that laughing lowers levels of stress hormones, and strengthens the immune system. Six-year-olds have it best - they laugh an average of 300 times a day. Adults only laugh 15 to 100 times a day. Maybe we could get you to laugh more since you…um, since you're getting older and need everything that can be provided to help keep you healthy."

Alan burst out laughing at Gordon's insane remark that was sure to have some sort of retaliation especially since Virgil and John were glaring down at them as well as the angry tic in Scott's jaw. "Hey, Gordy, if I were you, I'd shut it before three big brothers decide to kick your butt."

"Get on the boat so we can go," Scott ordered. Figuring it was safer to comply than to further antagonize their brother on his birthday, Alan and Gordon hurried up the gangway and out of Scott's reach. "Virg, get us underway. Pick any course that you feel would be good. John?"

"Yeah, Scott?"

"Keep the brats away from me until their fountain of useless information dries up so that I don't have to toss them overboard and then have to explain to Dad why he only has three sons." Scott sat down and then leaned back on one of the lounge chairs on the deck, relaxing.

Grabbing his younger brothers, John dragged them to the cockpit of the yacht. "I know that we told you to keep him busy but I don't remember telling you to piss him off."

"Hey, we just kept him busy. You told us no pranks so we went with facts that most people don't know," Gordon retorted.

"That's because they don't give a damn because it's not something that they'll use at any given time except for in your case just for the simple necessity to annoy us." Virgil deftly steered the yacht away from the boathouse.

A couple of hours later

"Hey, Scott." John shook his brother's shoulder until he saw Scott's eyes snap open. "Lunch time and Kyrano really outdid himself. Gordon and Alan have everything laid out on the upper deck."

Shaking himself awake, Scott followed his next youngest brother up the stairs to where the three remaining Tracy brothers were sitting around the table, drinking iced tea or lemonade. "Have a good nap, Scott?" Virgil shoved back a chair with his foot so that Scott could sit.

"Yeah, I didn't realize that I was that tired," he admitted, sheepishly. "I guess that's why Dad let us have the day off together." Laughing and joking with one another, the brothers made short work of the feast that Kyrano had fixed in honor of Scott's thirtieth birthday. It was made complete with Scott's favorite dessert, apple pie. John had even remembered the ice-cream that had been stowed in the galley freezer. Pushing back his chair, Scott sighed in contentment. "I'm stuffed. And guys, thanks for planning all of this for me. It means a lot even if the brats had to drive me nutty as a distraction."

"We're not done yet, Big Brother," Virgil announced. "It's not every day that one of us hits the big 3-0. So, we all thought that we could, um, er—"

"Tell you our most memorable moment with you," John interrupted. "You have known each of us from the start so you have more that you can remember but we wanted to share with you and each other our favorite or most memorable event with you."

Scott's gaze shifted to each of his brothers, "But I haven't done anything other than be your big brother."

The younger four brothers shook their head in disagreement. "Not true, Scotty, you've been there when we've been bullied, upset, in trouble, or just because we needed your support. You cheered us on when we were in school and Dad would miss a meet or a recital. You've made as much of an impact on each of us as Dad and Mom ever had." Virgil twirled his glass around on the table while watching Scott's face. "We want you to know just how much you mean to us and share some of our favorite memories with each other."


A/N: The useless facts that Gordon and Alan were spouting were from a useless information site that I found online. John's favorite memory of Scott will be posted soon.-sam1