"What the..." he wondered.
Isaac paused and looked into the music room. Zoe and Mackie were playing on one of Taylors' keyboards. He didn't recognise the tune.
"No silly." Zoe said. "It goes like this."
"I don't like that. It sounds stupid."
"Does not."
"Does too."
"Does not."
"Does too."
"It does not dodo head!"
"Yeah, well, I like my one better."
Isaac found himself smiling at their little jamming session.
"That's because you're a drummer-head."
"So are you! You plays drums more than me."
"So? I'm still a better song writer than you!"
"Are not."
"Are so."
"Are not."
"Are so."
'Since when did Zoe plays drums?' Isaac wondered. 'Oh, wait a sec, Zac probably taught her. He likes to corrupt our sister.'
"I can play any instument better than you!" Zoe proclaimed.
"You can even pronounce it properly! Instrument, not instument."
"I can still play 'em all better than you!"
"Can not."
"Can too."
"Can not."
"Can too. You can't even play guitar. I can."
"No you can't. You're only five."
"I can too! Watch!"
'Oh, that's my cue.' Isaac thought to himself. "Hey guys."
"Hi Ike!" Zoe said, guiltily pulling her had away from one of Isaacs' acoustic guitars.
"What are you two doing in here?"
"I'm trying to write a song and he" Zoe pointed an accusing finger at Mackie, "keeps messing it up!"
"Do not."
"Do so."
And so on...