These Guys Are Nothing But Treble

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Later that day, after auditions, Y/N was watching the sun go down, breathing in the cool evening air, when he started to feel uneasy. As he was about to turn around, he got slammed to the ground, and before he could do anything, a bag was over his head, and he was being dragged away. The only thing he knew was that his captor had glasses, that must have fallen off their face before picking them up.

Light flooded Y/N's eyes as the bag was removed, when his eyes finally adjusted, he saw the acapella group from earlier that day standing in front of him.

"Looks like you're in treble" Said the leader, Bumper, " here is your official TrebleMaker jacket."

"Thanks, I guess..." Y/N was a bit worried, which is fair, since he was practically kidnapped.

"I know, pretty amazing, right?"

"Eh." Y/N shrugged, to which Bumper was very offended.

Looking around, Y/N came to a realization, he knew which one of the Treblemakers dragged him here. Striding up to him, he jokingly asked,

"So, was throwing me to the ground and  kidnapping me payback for half body slamming you last week?"

"Didn't really remember that, but it can be," The guy joked, "The name's Donald by the way."

"It's a pleasure to me you, Donald." Y/N stated.

"Woah. You don't have to do any of that formal shit dude, just normal talk." Donald joked.

"Alright then." Agreeing, he tried to keep his awkwardness from showing more than it already had.

Being left alone after that, Y/N just stood alone. He didn't really know what to do in this situation, it felt like he had just been thrown into another dimension, one where he both fit in, but didn't at the same time.

That night went by slowly as he tried to stay out of the crowd,

'This is gonna be hard to get used to.'

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