Parents Can Be Annoying

Disclaimer:I do not own Johnny Test

Hello everyone, I'm back! Life has been crazy and I have been finding little to no time to type, so I'm kind of glad I took that month long break. I only have a few chapters typed and edited so please bear with me.

I wanted to type this story because I have been noticing a lack of Johnny/Sissy stories and plus this idea popped into my head - like most do - and I just HAD to type it. FYI, Sissy moved when they were 12, hence the four years thing in the summary.

Anyway, I'm rambling. Glad to be back, so please be patient.

Enjoy.

Johnny and his friends were at the skate park. It was a brisk January afternoon, the snow was melting, and Johnny was glad he had that day off of work from the video game store he worked at. He was sixteen now, nearly six feet tall, broad shoulders, a toned body that wasn't grotesque like the overly muscled football players that even the coach knew were on steroids. His friend Jace looked at him carefully and could see on the flame haired boy's face that something was eating away at him.

"What's up man, you're not as stoked as you usually are on a day off." Jace said coolly. Johnny scowled.

"Dad." Johnny hissed. His friends knew what that meant.

"What was it this time? Did you not clean your room? Not do your chores?" His friend Zack asked.

"No, it's the tattoo thing again. Mom's ok with it, but dad's not. He's so fucking uptight about it. It's not like it's gonna be on my face or dick or whatever." Johnny growled.

"Man, your pops has some major snootiness issues." His friend Mark said.

"No shit." Johnny said before grinding the rail. His friend Bo looked at him and quirked his eyebrow.

"Ok, what idea ya got brewin' in that scientifically modified brain of yours?" Bo asked, his slight country accent taking hold now and again. Johnny smirked.

"Why whatever do you mean?" Johnny asked innocently. A few years back Johnny's sisters decided they would use their genius ray on Johnny, but it altered his personality to be just as snooty as them. After tinkering with it for a few hours – and keeping Johnny locked up with Dukey to not cause havoc – they finally fixed the bugs in it and zapped him with it again, keeping his new genius IQ but keeping his same personality that even though it was annoying, they loved him for it.

"Don't pull that bull Johnny." Bo chuckled.

"Don't worry, it's a good one." Johnny said with an evil smirk.

"Let me guess, your sisters are somehow involved?" His friend Chad asked.

"Shpingo." Johnny laughed.

1 week later

Johnny and his sisters Susan and Mary quietly crept back into their house, hoping their dad wouldn't catch them. Johnny's arms and back hurt from where the needle was from the three new tattoos that his sister's had paid for. His dad had signed the slip that gave the tattoo artist permission – unknowingly of course – and his sisters promised to accompany him so he'd have all his bases covered. They reached the top of the stairs before hearing their father.

"Kids! Dinner! It's casserole!" He shouted excitedly. All three teens gagged.

"Uh, I have a date with Gil." Susan said. It was true, when Susan was sixteen Gil finally asked her out. Mary had gotten over the crush a year earlier and was genuinely happy for her twin sisters. The same day that Gil asked out Susan, his cousin Tony asked Mary out. Both girls were happy and had been in their relationships for two years.

"Yeah, and Tony promised to take me out tonight." Mary said, quickly calling said boyfriend just as Susan called Gil.

"Goin' out with friends! Sorry pops!" Johnny said running down the stairs but being caught. Shit! Johnny thought frantically. The light bandaging showing from under his dark blue tee-shirt. His father eyed him suspiciously before noticing the clear bandages.

"Son, what's that on your arms?" Hugh asked.

"Nothin'." Johnny said, inching his way around his father before feeling his father grip his wrist and pull him back to in front of him, staring at him eye to eye, literally. Holding his wrist with one hand Hugh moved his other hand up and rolled up the sleeve, revealing the tattoo. On his bicep was the biohazard symbol, and the detail the artist put into the rotting flesh effect really brought it to life, with different tones of reds and browns, and the symbol itself being a bold black that stood out against Johnny's lightly tanned skin. Hugh said nothing as he looked at the right bicep, the toxic symbol, which used to be on Johnny's shirts, but now only a few of his shirts and his hat; surrounding the vibrant yellow and bold black symbol was neon green, effectively acid, and red splotches and gray twists to look like steam. Upon looking at this bicep Hugh noticed another bandage poking out from the neckline of Johnny's shirt.

"Take off your shirt son." Hugh said through gritted teeth. Johnny shrugged, figuring he was as good as caught and peeled off his shirt, showing maybe his biggest tattoo, the flammable symbol, in bold black but surrounded by red, yellow and orange flames, with dark gray and black twists, again making the appearance of smoke.

"If it's any consolation, I paid for it with my own money." Johnny said, slipping his shirt back on and waiting to face his father's anger.

"Get out. Go with friends, you little punk." Hugh growled. Johnny smirked and sauntered out the door, grabbing his skateboard as he left.

"When should I be home?" Johnny asked at the door.

"Before ten." Hugh hissed as Mary and Susan walked down the stairs.

"Cool, see you at eleven." Johnny laughed before skating off. Dukey walked down the stairs and sighed heavily before the sound returned.

"C'mon fuzzy buddy." Johnny chuckled, poking his flaming head of hair around the corner. Dukey smiled and ran out the door after his best friend. Mary and Susan walked out the door to their boyfriends before their father had the chance to explode on them. As the girls left their mother arrived.

"Dad's mad." Mary said. Lila sighed and walked inside to her fuming husband.

"What's wrong dear?" she asked before catching a whiff of dinner. He still wasn't great at making casserole, but she'd eat it to make him happy.

"Johnny got three tattoos, when I specifically told him he could not. I don't know how, but I have a feeling Mary and Susan helped him." Hugh huffed as they walked into the kitchen. Lila pretended to be shocked, but really she wasn't. Johnny had confided in her about the genius machine, Dukey, and his desire for three tattoos, and just three. He didn't tell her details, but given the previous information, she knew he could come up with something faster than she could even blink.

"And the worst part is, since he paid for them, and not me, he has the choice to keep them or not. Whereas if I had given him money and he used it, since I technically paid for it, I could go in and demand he have them removed." Hugh growled before dishing up dinner.

"Where were they at?" Lila finally managed to ask.

"One on each bicep and one in the middle of his back." Hugh growled before taking a bite of food.

"Well, at least he can hide them." Lila said.

"Not the point dear. He's just become so disrespectful. What's wrong with him, can't he see that I want the best for him." Hugh exclaimed.

"Honey, as far as he can see, he has a full ride to Porkbelly Tech on a curling scholarship, and now with his grades improving tremendously, he could probably get more. He sees how lenient you are with his sisters because of their free college, and figures it's only fair that he be treated the same." Lila explained. Johnny had told her this himself a few weeks ago, when the tattoo issue had come up.

"But that doesn't mean he can go get seventeen tattoos!" Hugh said.

"Hugh, he only got three and only wanted three." Lila said as she ate.

"But I still don't understand how?" Hugh growled.

"I don't either." Lila lied. It was quiet for a moment.

"I'm suspicious about how his grades have been going up. I mean, since a few years when his sisters programmed ten or so different martial arts into his brain, I've suspected he could be bullying kids to do it for him." Hugh said.

"How about asking him, Hugh?" Lila suggested. Hugh looked at his wife before scowling.

"What did he tell you?" Hugh asked.

"What Johnny and I talk about it confidential. If you want to know, you talk to him. There are a lot of things about him that you don't know because you're too concerned with the negatives." Lila said before finishing her dinner and going upstairs. Hugh sat in the kitchen alone and confused, pondering how exactly he would bring it up to his son.

Johnny and Dukey ran over to Chad's house, about seven blocks away, and knocked.

"Hey Johnny man, come on in." Chad laughed as Johnny walked in.

"So, did you get 'em?" Chad asked.

"All three." Johnny laughed.

"Sweet! Let me see!" Chad exclaimed. Johnny nodded and peeled off his shirt for the second time that day. Chad walked over and looked at the art, smiling.

"Told you my cousin is good!" Chad laughed before Johnny carefully put his shirt back on.

"Ok, fine. Good thing I didn't bet." Johnny laughed.

"Damn! Wish you would've." Chad chuckled before both boys went up to Chad's room and played video games.

"So, how did your pops take it?" Chad asked as he shot down the zombies on the screen.

"Like I expected." Johnny said, firing a torpedo on the screen.

"Freaked out or kicked you out?" Chad asked.

"Both, but I'll be home at eleven." Johnny said.

"Let me guess, he wants you home before ten." Chad laughed.

"Yup!" Johnny chuckled, popping the 'p'. They played games until Chad's mom called for dinner. Johnny had become a regular there, especially if it was casserole or meatloaf night at his house.

"Boys! Dinner!" She called. They ran down the stairs, like a stampede of wildebeests and took a seat.

"Evening Johnny, so how long are you staying tonight?" she asked as they dished up their food.

"I'll leave around ten thirty." Johnny said before taking his seats and eating again. The boys finished eating, and even helped with the dishes, but then went back to Chad's room, where Dukey was sleeping, and watched a movie. Once the movie was over Johnny yawned, looked at his watch and decided to go.

"Ok, I'm gonna go. C'mon Dukey, time to go home." Johnny said. Dukey blinked awake and nodded.

"You know Dukey, you can talk around me, all of Johnny's friends know." Chad laughed.

"I know." Dukey chuckled before he and Johnny took to the streets. The fog had rolled in and it was pitch black except for the faint yellow lights of the street lamps. They made it home by ten fifty nine and quickly climbed into Johnny's room, where his father awaited him.

"I said ten, young man." Hugh growled. Johnny rolled his eyes and peeled off his shirt before his mother walked in.

"Hey mom, could you help me wash this?" Johnny asked. Lila nodded and went with her son to the bathroom and helped him wash the tattoo on his back, leaving him to wash the ones on his arms before returning to his room to his angry father.

"Ok dad, what do you want?" Johnny asked, annoyed.

"How did your grades go up? How did you manage to get a tattoo without my signed permission, since that is the law here? Did your sister's accompany you?" Hugh asked.

"Genius ray. Had you unknowingly sign it when you had to sign that slip for my detention last week. Yes. Anything else?" Johnny said briefly.

"Genius ray?" Hugh asked.

"A few years age, Susan and Mary built a genius ray to prove they were scholarship worth at Mega Institute of Technology. They zapped me with it, but I became a snob, so they fixed it so it wouldn't alter the personality of a person, only their IQ. I have an IQ of two ten, while they have one of two thirty." Johnny stated.

"That's a load of bull. Learn to not lie as much." Hugh growled before standing and going for the door.

"So I'm forever gonna be the family fuck up huh? Nice dad, way to give your only son a confidence boost!" Johnny shouted.

"Maybe if you weren't a disrespectful little brat!" Hugh yelled.

"Maybe if you weren't such a prick!" Johnny shouted back.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Hugh growled.

"You only see me as the fuck up of the family, and when I do something right, on my own, you think either my sisters did it, or I hired someone, or I bribed someone, or I beat someone up, or one of a million other things. I just can't fucking please you can I?" Johnny yelled.

"I never got tattoos! I never disobeyed my parents! I never asked for a motorcycle or a car! Or had either souped-up to be more ecological friendly! I never did any hair-brained stunts when I was your age! You know why? Because I didn't want to cause my parents worry." Hugh shouted. At this point Lila and the girls peeked out from their rooms as the two men argued.

"News flash dad, I'm not you! The only things we share are a house, genetics, gender, and surname. Other than that, I'm nothing like you." Johnny growled back.

"Sweeping." Hugh said smugly.

"Genetics." Johnny replied sarcastically.

"Why are you like this?" Hugh groaned in frustration. Before Johnny could open his mouth Susan interjected.

"If I may, I do have an answer for that question." Susan said. Johnny smirked while Hugh scowled.

"I'm listening." Hugh said.

"Well, one of your gamete cells, or sperm cell if you will, during meiosis went through a non-disjunction of the Y chromosomes. That cell happened to be the one that helped in the process of creating Johnny, giving him the genotype of XYY. That extra Y gave him a bit more testosterone than an average male, and made him more prone to risky behavior, and a tendency to be a bit more violent. So, really, that's just a factor as to why Johnny is like this." Susan said clearly. Hugh's eyes were wide with shock.

"Thanks dad." Johnny snickered before turning on his heel and slammed his door behind his father's back.

"So it's partially my fault." Hugh finally managed to say.

"Well dad, actually it's a majority of your fault, because Johnny's right, you treat Mary and I more prestigiously than you do him." Susan said before going back to her room. Hugh trudged to his room with his wife, confused now that he had three geniuses in the family, and one of them was a rebel.

So, please no flames. Sissy will come into the scene later on -cough-chapter 3-cough-. Yes, I learned about a lot of genetics things in biology and thought that it would make sense for why Johnny is the way he is. Ok, so that's all. Hope you liked it. R&R.