Peter woke up on the couch, face covered in drool and dried up snot. There was a sharp pain in his back that indicated he must've spent the whole night sleeping in a horrible position. He threw the couches brightly colored and horribly patterned pillow on the ground, then collapsed back down.
Peter looked at the clock and saw that it was 7AM. Shit, I'm late for work.
He scrambled around the pad trying to make himself some breakfast, and got ready to go . Why had the guys left without him? That didn't matter , he just needed to focus on getting to the bakery before the duo realized that two people weren't nearly enough to run an amphibian bakery.
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As Peter arrived at the bakery building, he saw red and blue flashing lights. At first, he thought it was another penis snatching incident, but then he saw paramedics wheeling Michael into an ambulance.
Peter ran towards them, and asked, "hey, what the hell is going on?"
Mike was passed out on the stretcher, and his face looked more pale than ever.
The two paramedics explained that there was something inside of Mike that had been taking in all of his nutrients, they suspected it was some type of humongous tapeworm. But Peter knew better, it was Scott Shapiro. Somehow, he was still alive after all that beating to death.
Peter was about to go find micky when he saw mike regaining consciousness
"I got my driver's license last week" he started to sing, hoarsely
"Just like we always talked about" peter continued, a single tear rolling down his cheek
the two paramedics joined in, "Cause you were so excited for me"
Then everyone in a 100 foot radius started to sing,
" To finally drive up to your house
But today I drove through the suburbs
Crying 'cause you weren't around
And you're probably with that blonde girl
Who always made me doubt
She's so much older than me
She's everything I'm insecure about
Yeah, today I drove through the suburbs
'Cause how could I ever love someone else?
And I know we weren't perfect but I've never felt this way for no one
And I just can't imagine how you could be so okay now that I'm gone
Guess you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me
'Cause you said forever, now I drive alone past your street
And all my friends are tired
Of hearing how much I miss you, but
I kinda feel sorry for them
'Cause they'll never know you the way that I do, yeah
Today I drove through the suburbs
And pictured I was driving home to you
And I know we weren't perfect
But I've never felt this way for no one, oh
And I just can't imagine how you could be so okay, now that I'm gone
I guess you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me
'Cause you said forever, now I drive alone past your street
Red lights, stop signs
I still see your face in the white cars, front yards
Can't drive past the places we used to go to
'Cause I still fuckin' love you, babe (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Sidewalks we crossed
I still hear your voice in the traffic, we're laughing
Over all the noise
God, I'm so blue, know we're through
But I still fuckin' love you, babe (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I know we weren't perfect but I've never felt this way for no one
And I just can't imagine how you could be so okay, now that I'm gone
'Cause you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me
'Cause you said forever, now I drive alone past your street
Yeah, you said forever, now I drive alone past your street"
note: sorry i haven't updated this in so long, i was taking a really long piss
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Four Monkees One Amphibian Bakery
Fanfictionthe monkees own a bakery where they make pastry for amphibians. their rival is a vegan man named Aidan mustard Gallagher, who owns the vegan Panera across the street.
