Adopted By Fall Out Boy

Chapter 26

{Dedication two! Thanks again to Falloutbabee}

I woke up early the next morning. Stupid people. Why do they have to record music so early in the morning?

I roll over and look at my tv. "Well, I haven't watched tv in a while..."
I looked at my phone, "And I have an idea of who to watch it with!" I laugh and text Nate.

Brit: Hey. Come to my room. I have something I want to watch with you!

Nate: Alright. I'll be there in a moment.

I roll off my bed and get changed, then look at my violin. "I haven't played you in a while... Might as well text my skills!"

I play some songs while waiting for Nate, then go back to my tv and get the show ready on Netflix. "It's time... To finally... Watch Sherlock!", I giggle happily and lay on my bed.

I wait for Nate a while longer. Until I get tired of waiting.

Brit: Naaateee!! Hurry up!

"Uh. Brittany I'm in your room already...", Nate chuckles from my beanbag chair and motions to my violin. "I walked in while you were playing that."

"Oh..." I laugh and turn to my tv again. "I'm ready for the feels."

On episode 3 of the second season, I was crying. Actually, I cried so much that I couldn't cry anymore. "Why Sherlock! Moriarty is a jerk! I hope he is dead!", I cry out loudly.

"John! Save him! Wait you can't!", I cry more and Nate looks at me then the tv again.

"Why is he about to jump off that building. I mean, Moriarty is dead so.."

"Yes! But Sherlock needs to die or his friends will die!", I cry more. "And Johnlock will be no more!"

"What's Johnlock...?", I pause Sherlock and turn to look at Nate. "You, You don't know what Johnlock is? Oh my croft...."

Nate stares at me for a moment before looking away and sighing. "Show me what it is.."

I laugh and get my laptop and search Johnlock. "It is a ship between John and Sherlock. Kinda like there is a ship between Dan and Phil or Patrick and Pete." "Oh.."

I look at the pictures and giggle. But of course something ruins the moment.

Police sirens ring out from the streets below, and a police car stops in front of our house. "I hope to god that is Sherlock solving the case of my parents.."

I was right about my parents part, but of course not the other part. Since you know... Sherlock isn't completely real.

"Are you Brittany Wentz?", someone asks me. I nod and they handcuff me. "You are under arrest for possible murder of a local citizen."

"Wait what?! I haven't done anything! That's my parents!", I yell.

Patrick runs to me quickly, and sees me handcuffed. "Excuse me.. Why do you have her like this?"
"She is arrested for a possible murder"

Patrick glares at him for a moment before looking at me. "I am sorry. But she hasn't left the house in a few weeks!", He slaps the police man. "Because of this, I'm sure she hasn't murdered anyone!"

I look at Patrick then the police. He looks too mad. He glances at me, and releases the handcuffs me. "I'm sorry for this mistake... She is free to go."

I quickly run back into my house and hide in the recording studio. Patrick and Pete come down to me. Few moments later, Joe and Andy join.

"What just happened?"