THE ADVENTURES OF DRAKE MANDIBLE: #9: Brother Bother.

After a five hour flight, Nickelby expertly set Drake’s Cessna 680 Sovereign down safely at a small airport owned by one of Drake’s friends. From there, they drove to Jake’s restaurant, The Bottled Oyster. His brother greeted
him at the door.

Drake and Jake Mandible could not have looked more different. Unlike his tall, tanned, muscular brother, Jake was a good foot shorter, had fairer skin and while by no means scrawny, he was of a more slender build. With his sandy-blond hair and clear blue eyes, Jake looked like typical Californian Soul Surfer, with a laid-back personality to match. It was this phlegmatic demeanour that sometimes irritated Drake.

As a rule, Mandibles were known for being strong-willed, competitive overachievers. Jake however, had been content to settle down and open his restaurant, losing the drive that had motivated his younger brother to do everything he could to escape the shadow Jake had automatically cast by being the eldest.

“Bro, I am STOKED you could make it!”
“Hello Jake,” said the younger Mandible as his brother hugged him.
“And Nickelby, it’s good to see you again!”
“An absolute pleasure as always, Master Jake,” replied the butler, almost knocked off his feet by Jake’s enthusiastic hug.

“Come on in!”