The BnB gang oneshots

Dad explain yourself.

Tell me dad is dating someone without telling me dad is dating someone. That's basically the summary.

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In every friend group there is always the innocent one, the calm one, rascal on , anger issues, parental figure and the therapist. Exactly like the BnB gang, unique and chaotic between different ages from 16 to 20+. You think everything would go out of hand and there will be broken friendships in the end leaving themselves in misery that will be stuck in history. A never ending burning memory until days that turn into years that into decades but no. It will never end that way because the BnB gang we're never always friends. They are family. The house. They will never fall apart.

But they have to discover a horrible truth from their own friend.

Boder.

That son if a bitch thought that he can keep the goddamn secret away from us. He thought that he can. So what if you're the father figure we will always find out who is the traitor.

"Guys i can explain myself." "WELL YOU BETTER! I GOT A KNIfE AND IM NOT AFRaID TO USE IT." Bowaev pointed at him with the sharp edge. Bob gently took it away with distraction of mouthwatering desserts at a plate. The cubie took care of the angered teen with Bosip while Bobal, Bobot and Bofo looked at him menacingly. Bobal's eyes even started to glow in his nerves from anger. Bobot did a deathglare looking soulless from his eyes and bofo just put his index and thumb on top of his nose between eyes after the mess had been created. 

"How long had this been going?" He asked breaking the silence "2 years now.." at this point Boder had crossed the line too far. Bowaev's peace-meter just shattered. Now looking at Boder he just went up from his seat then grabbing and attacking him so sudden so fast (like sonic).

All the drama because he dated a small spider. How ridiculous.

 But I say otherwise. 

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOB" someone shouted before sprinting outside holding a plastic bottle ready to hit the poor male. Bob crawled fast before hiding under the table in the dining room breathing heavily knowing he might die within minutes. He used the chairs that was tucked in half under the worktable and used his hands and legs to get ontop of so that he can be fully vanish hoping that he won't be caught.