This is Reese, the second oldest. His fists work faster than his brain.

Reese is taller than me and is good at hitting. He can't help being mean to the world - it's his way of communicating.

He's got a soft side though. He totally fell in love with this cheerleader, Wendy. And he thinks it's a good way to win her heart if he becomes a cheerleader too.

So now, I've got a tough brother who waves pompoms for fun. Great. Wetting myself in public would be a lateral move.

Reese's Pieces

"A small pack of Krelboynes has ventured out of hiding to bask in the afternoon sun. Their defenses down, they are an easy target for nearby predators. They sense danger, it is too late! Their hesitation is fatal! Rahhhhhhhhhhh! "

Another piece from Reese