A/N: The conclusion to the story. Um, there is some slight swearing in here… xDDD;; Anyway, if you don't get the reference about 'Bryan Jr.'… ya got to read about it another story xD

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Summary: Never, ever break Spencer's Zen. Ever.

Spencer's Broken Zen (Part 2)

'SNAP!'

'CHOP, CHOP, CHOP.'

Spencer silently chopped vegetables on the counter with his mind still reeling from discovering his broken/sabotaged earphones. He never thought that anybody in this house would be stupid enough to do it! It was asking for a direct punch to the face or a firm kick to the nuts. Shaking his head, he reasoned with himself: he was not the type of person who would extract physical revenge, no. He was the type who plotted people's eventual downfall. Yes, plotting. This was the price someone had to pay for breaking his Zen.

Placing aside a bunch of chopped carrots, Spencer contemplated on today's meal. Lately he's been craving something spicy but the Captain, being all whiny was highly against spicy food. Ian was especially particular with his food; his food should not contain one trace of vegetables or egg. Fair enough. That little runt would die from hives if he ingested anything with egg in them. Sad to think, Ian wasn't allowed to eat any type of pastries knowing that one of those pastries contained EGG. Bryan's meal was shockingly simple. He'd eat anything that was meaty except the moment he saw the head or a face. Meals with heads and faces were usually seafood. Ugh every time Spencer had to make a meal, he'd make sure he tossed away the head or else Bryan wouldn't touch the fish with a ten foot pole.

What should I make for the Captain?

Spencer's eyes scanned the counter. He had everything he needed but for Tala's meal, he wanted it to be special. An idea suddenly struck him. Today he was going to make Tala tacos. Rubbing his hands together, it was perfect! Walking toward the cupboard, Spencer pulled out a Mexican cookbook and flipped it to the taco page.

"I hope you'll like your meal, Tala. It can be your last," Spencer said with a mischievous grin.

At dinner time, the table was set, the candles were lit and the boys each sat in their respective seats. Naturally, Tala sat at the head of the table with Bryan on his right and Ian on his left. Spencer exited the kitchen with a pot of soup for Ian. Returning into the kitchen, he gathered a tray of seafood fried rice for Bryan. Last but not least, there was Tala. Taking his last trip into the kitchen, Spencer soon walked out with a tray of perfectly formed tacos. Bryan's and Ian's eyes grew exponentially.

"Tacooos," Ian mumbled, most zombie-like.

"Hey! Why does Tala get tacos?" Bryan whined. His blue eyes looked at his food. Like a five year old, he pushed his dish away. "Yuck!"

"Same here," Ian mimicked Bryan. "Yuck!"

Tala stared at the two. "Of course I get the best meal, dimwits. I'm your Captain."

Spencer placed the tray of tacos in front of Tala. "Enjoy."

Spencer moved away and took his seat next to Bryan. He didn't want to eat yet, no, he rather watch Tala eat those amazing tacos.

"Geez," Bryan stared at this food. "This completely sucks."

"If you're gonna whine and complain like a little girl, I suggest you shove it," Spencer glared at him. "I'm the only one in this house who can make food."

"Pish," And with that comment, Bryan stuffed his mouth with fried rice.

Spencer turned to Ian. "Do you have anything you want to say?"

"No…" Ian trailed off and stuffed his mouth with crab soup.

Spencer clutched the tablecloth, waiting for Tala to take a bite out of the taco. The redhead noticed Spencer unusually staring at him.

Placing down the taco he said, "Is there something on my face?"

"No."

"Then why do you keep staring at me?"

"Because I want to know what you think of it,"

"Why is it that I feel like you're up to no good?"

How could Spencer be up to no good? He was the gentle giant. See? There even was a halo over his head! Tala mumbled under his breath and picked up his taco. Finally, the moment came; Tala took a huge bite out of the taco. The suspense began eating Spencer alive! Tala's face remained unchanged for the first thirty seconds then hell exploded from there. Spitting out the taco into Ian's soup, Tala's tongue was lit on fire. Gasping for air, Tala looked left and right for a cold drink. Snatching Ian's drink, Tala chugged down the beverage only to have the situation turn for the worse.

"AHHHHHHH!"

Tala did not drink cold water; he just chugged down a glass of fizzy pop!

Knocked out of his chair, Bryan was puzzled. "Tala! What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Tala didn't respond. Instead he glared daggers at Spencer who had a halo over his head. Pointing a finger at the teen Tala snarled, "YOU!"

"You like the tacos?" Spencer innocently questioned. "I tried out a new recipe."

"Youfu—Ahhh! My tongue!" Tala rolled on the floor as if he caught fire. Which he kinda did.

The situation did not improve when Tala felt the full on effects of coke mixed with spice in his belly. This tongue (as he felt it) was a raging inferno! Spencer leaned on his elbow watching Tala curse and cough. Who knew the Captain was this sensitive to spice? Pushing out of the chair, Spencer headed to the kitchen and grabbed a carton of cold fresh milk. Exiting the kitchen, Spencer moved to Tala and crouched. Tala was still spitting out curses and giving Spencer the most believable death glare ever.

"Now," Spencer lowered his voice. "Tell me: were you the one who sabotaged my earphones?"

"FUCK YOU!" Tala screamed then coughed. Tala was not going to admit it! Neverrrrrr!

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly filled with static. Ian had already left his spot but Bryan stood behind Spencer staring at his Captain. Bryan had no idea he could become collateral damage.

"I don't like playing games Tala." Spencer said darkly. "You know how much I loved those earphones. You know much I enjoy my music,"

It was only now that Bryan was beginning to piece everything up. Hm, how could Bryan tell Spencer that Bryan Jr., the small kitty cat they adopted was the culprit? Well, Tala deserved to be punished by Spencer now he thought about it; Tala was one mean teen. Enough said. Just last week, Tala hacked into Ian's computer and downloaded multiple naughty videos and uploaded them into Ian's smartphone. The poor boy was done for when he attended college last week and forgot to turn his phone to silent. When his phone rang, it was a ringtone of two girls having way too much fun with each other. Of course, Bryan couldn't forget what Tala did to him regarding his date with a hot chick. On the day of the date, that redheaded devil sabotaged Bryan's clothes. Tch, that hot chick ditched Bryan and went out with Tala instead! Grrr!

Dangling the carton of milk above Tala's head, what was he supposed to do? Every time he reached out to grab it, Spencer lifted it higher! Grr!

"ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! I FUCKING GIVE UP! I WAS THE ONE WHO SABOTAGED YOUR EARPHONES! I FUCKING DID IT! ME! I'M THE CULPRIT!"

"That's all you had to say," Spencer said placing the milk carton beside Tala.

Tala immediately reached out and chugged it all down. Bryan stood there watching Tala chug milk like a newborn cow. Funny, something was odd with that milk carton. Tala paused. Slowly he sat up right scanning the milk carton.

"What the f—" Then Tala realized he drank expired milk. Two weeks expired to be exact.

Without thinking, Tala spat milk onto Bryan's jeans. Told you he would become collateral damage. Spencer took his leave knowing Bryan really, really loved those jeans. Feeling the burden lift off his shoulders, Spencer stretched. He knew the culprit was Tala but to hear the devil say it himself was satisfying. Heading upstairs, Spencer rejoiced whistling his favorite tune. Walking down the hallway and into his room, he turned on his desktop and logged into an instant messaging program. Immediately a message popped up:

Kai says: Did you get him?

Spencer says: Yeah. Right now he's puking expired milk and Bryan is close to beating him up.

Kai says: Good.

Spencer says: Do you know who did it then?

Kai says: No.

Spencer paused for a moment. There was question he was edging to ask Kai.

Spencer says: Is this payback?

Kai says: Yes. I appreciate your help Spencer.

Spencer says: No problem. I didn't know Tala hated spicy foods until you told me. The expired milk was an added bonus.

Kai says: Good. That idiot made me sing and called me a 'Singing Diva'. He got what he deserved.

Spencer says: Yeah.

Kai says: I've already ordered a new pair of earphones for you. They're my thanks. You should get them within the week.

Spencer says: Thanks.

Kai says: Bye.

Kai logged off. Spencer leaned back into his chair with a satisfied grin on his face. His Zen was going to be restored the moment he got his new earphones. Yes, he could take peaceful morning jogs with his music. Kai did say the earphones would get here within the week. Spencer thought with a crack in his Zen, he would demolish everything and anything in his path but he found a way to deal with this cracked Zen: torturing Tala. Tala's tongue should be swollen for the rest of the night and the boys, especially Spencer wouldn't have to listen to Tala's profanities or threats. Ah, this was the life. With hands placed behind his head, Spencer closed his eyes. May the healing process begin.

Final A/N: Reference to another story of mind where Kai sings 8D;;