Metal Family

Glam, impeccably dressed and coiffed, meticulously plated perfect scrambled eggs. Soon, a disheveled Victoria burst into the kitchen with a huge mug of strong coffee, engrossed in a motorcycle repair magazine. Heavy burst into the room, buttoning his jacket as he went, retelling a dream he'd had about a rock concert. Last, Dee came down silently—slightly sleep-deprived from the night's experiments, but with perfect posture. He silently began to eat his toast. Glam carefully dabbed his lips with a napkin and interrupted the chaos with an even voice.
"Kids, new tenants have moved into the house next door. They have a child your age. According to the paperwork by the mailbox, he's transferring to your school and will be in one of your classes." Heavy froze, his eyes lighting up: a plan had formed in his head to invite the new kid over to play video games and test his appreciation for metal. Dee merely narrowed his eyes—he saw the new student as a potential client for test papers. Victoria chuckled loudly and declared that if the neighbor's kid decided to bully her boyfriends, she would personally go and meet the neighbors, armed with a wrench. Glam only smiled softly. After breakfast, the brothers headed to school. There were indeed moving boxes piled up near the neighbor's property, and someone else's car parked there. Heavy turned his head vigorously, trying to peer into the windows.
"Dee, what if he's cool? What if he goes to your class? Or mine? We need to be the first to make friends before Suslik poaches him!"
Di walked with a bored expression, his hands stuffed into his jacket pockets. He responded to his brother's heated remarks with cold skepticism.
"Heavy, calm down. He's probably just an ordinary citizen. If he ends up with me, I don't care. If he ends up with you, try not to disgrace the family on your first day." At the school gates, Heavy continued to eagerly scan the unfamiliar faces, while Dee was already mentally calculating how to use the newcomer's arrival to his maximum advantage.