Words: 905
Written: February 24, 2021
Summary: During the filming of the Too Late music video, Christian gets freaked out over the tarantula. After the scene is finished, Mitchel loses track of the arachnoid.
Very short, sorry I wasn't quite feeling it this past week.
Scroll to the bottom to see a rough summary of a book I'm going to start soon :)
———————"You don't want any girls on top of you Mitchel?" Christian's stolid remark burns through Mitchel's ear.
"How many times have I said no? I have Jordan. I don't need extra women on me!" Mitchel snaps back.
"Okay, mate. No need to get snobby."Mitchel lets out a huff and walks off. Christian never believed him when it came to that kinda stuff. He never believed that Jordan changed Mitchel. But in all fairness, Mitchel was quite the player when he was younger. He was never able to stay with the same girl for more than a month. The relationship would always end with him cheating on the girl and leaving her or the girl finding out about Mitchel cheating and she'd leave him. But Jordan was different.
Jordan always made Mitchel act like a better man. She's always pushed him to do more with his life, and overall Mitchel has improved himself. He didn't know where he would be without Jordan, and he didn't want to risk the best thing that's happened to him. Jordan treats him right, there's no need for other girls. But the rest of the band couldn't say the same.
Both Clinton and Kras have a touch and go relation with their girls. Sometimes they're close with one another, sometimes they're not. It confuses Mitchel.
Mitchel turns his head to the left and see's Clinton over next to a skinny brunette. They are flirting and getting to know one another. Her skimpy black bathing suit rubs against Clinton's arm, sending his hairs straight up.
Mitchel looks to the other side of the room, noticing Christian. An equally as skinny woman sits on his lap, caressing his long golden hair.
"Ugh!" Mitchel rolls his eyes back into his head. "I can't stand this any longer."
Mitchel turns around and starts to walk into a different room. Any other room than the one his other bandmates were in.
The room was dark. Only a few dim lightbulbs hang from the ceiling. Tables surround the walls, covered with boxes and props. Mitchel quickly notices a small box with a piece of cloth laying over it. He gently walks over to the box. Quiet noises come from inside. Mitchel slowly reaches his hand up, gradually removing the cloth. A black tarantula walked in its dirt-filled cave, staring up at Mitchel.
A thought pops up in Mitchel's high head.
He grabs the cage, flipping the locks up. He swings the door open. The furry tarantula crawls towards Mitchel. It slowly crawls onto the palm of his hand. Mitchel cups the animal and runs back into the filming room. He sneaks up behind Christian and sets the arachnid on his shoulder.
"Ey mate." Mitchel greets his friend.
"Oi, stop it,"
"Stop what?"Christian turns his head to look back at Mitchel, but his view is blocked by a tarantula on him.
"What the fuck!?" Christian jumps up, knocking the spider off.
"You should've seen your face." Mitchel chuckles as he watches his friend brush himself off.
"Fuck off Mitchel!"
"Fuck off Mitchel." Mitchel mocks.
Christian shoves Mitchel back, "Just put it back."Mitchel bends down to pick up the spider. He looks down at the cement flooring, but he doesn't see the tarantula.
"Um, Christian?" Mitchel hesitates, "I can't find it."
"What do you mean you can't find it?"
"It's gone! It just left!" Mitchel starts to get anxious.
"Of course it is. Of course, Mitchel lost it." Christian sighs, "We'll find it."Mitchel walks around the studio with his eyes glued to the ground. He stumbles around the room, running into a multitude of items.
"Shit." Mitchel groans as he steps away from the table he just hit.
Underneath the table, Mitchel sees a dark blob. Unable to see he squats down to her closer. The fuzzy arachnid stands in front of Michel's foot.
"Ahha!" Mitchel cheers as he picks up the animal. He walks, with the spider in his hand, back into the filming studio. "I found him!"
The animal specialist walks into the room and quickly notices Mitchel handling the tarantula. "Ah, there she is! I'm glad you found her."
"Oh yeah, no problem." Mitchel rambles on, "Wouldn't want to lose this little buddy."
"And how did it get out?" Christian asks the specialist.
"I don't know exactly," replies the specialist.
"Hm, almost as if the cage was opened." Kras chuckles.
Mitchel whips his head around, "Fuck off, Christian!"———————
Summary
Mitchel grew up in a gang. They only did petty theft and robberies, but as he gets older the gang starts to get more serious. After Mitchel finds out about the murder of a local couple, he leaves the gang. He moves to a different city and starts to go by a different name. He goes to a local high school, where he meets christian. The two boys get close and Mitchel finally tells Christian the truth about his life. Trouble follows Mitchel as all the girls are posting about the "new bad boy" and his previous gang finds him.
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Fanfiction✨A bandom, containing mostly fluff and the occasional smut INCLUDES: mostly manthony but also other ships✨ 💕Requests open💕 1- #kras 1- #mitty 1- #bandmates