BRANCE + RINNEY

vance and robin are idiots, bruce and finn tolerate them.

part 2!
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"Come on out guys."

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Bruce and Finn looked at each before booking it up the stairs. The sound of glass crunching under a pair of shoes was heard a room away followed by a groan which most likely came from Vance.

Bruce thanked the gods above that his parents weren't going to be home for another week, business trip and all. He'd have to find a way to fix that broken window. But for now, he's gonna escape his two stupid best friends with his slightly less stupid best friend.

Finn and Bruce had made it to a bedroom and were now standing in the center of it. The room was smaller than the other bedrooms and didn't have not one single window in it, making the room darker than it should be with the current time of day. Finn signed, realizing they had just unfortunately trapped themselves. Bruce laughed next to him, gasping loudly when a hand had placed itself on his back.

"And where did you think you two were going?"

Finn gasped just as loud as Bruce previously had. Vance and Robin were right behind them but neither boy turned around. Bruce sighed.

"You owe me for breaking that window you know."

Vance rolled his eyes but said he'd help pay for a replacement along with Robin. He didn't intend on breaking the window but one thing led to another and suddenly a brick was being thrown through it.

Finn and Bruce turned around and faced the other two boys. They all smiled at each other, which they couldn't see due to the darkness of the room. They each had to hold on to one another to exit, almost tripping over each other's feet several times. Each time was mainly Finn's fault, but no one mentioned that.

The boys made their way downstairs, Robin heading to the kitchen with Finn to cook something. The time was around 6 pm and since the boys didn't get to eat at the diner like they had hoped to do, they were all hungry. As if on cue, Vance's stomach growled quite loudly and Bruce laughed at the blonde covering it in embarrassment.

"Shut up Bruce."
"Your fault we didn't get to eat sooner."

Vance rolled his eyes but didn't argue with the other boy. Instead, he picked up the TV remote and flicked through a couple channels until he reached a good enough movie that was currently playing. Robin and Finn came out of the kitchen right on time, two plates in each of their hands. Turns out the two boys made some sort of pasta dish with a side of salad. The plates were placed down on the coffee table in front of the sofa, each boy shoved pieces of food into their mouths as their eyes watched the movie in front of them.

After an hour or so, the boys were done eating and started to get everything ready for them to go to sleep. They each took turns showering and changing, surprisingly they each had a couple outfits already there from previous sleepovers.

Vance and Bruce worked together on placing a large air mattress , which is able to fit more than 6 people, on the living room floor. They had to move the coffee table, as well as the couch slightly, but they made it work. Another movie was put on after everything was prepared and the boys snuggled into one another to watch it. They all were just a little closer together than normal due to the broken window letting in gusts of wind from outside. Vance ended up putting  couch cushions up against it after Finn had complained about it for almost 20 minutes straight.

The boys fell asleep shortly after, waking up only when the sun burned their eyelids and cheeks.

That day, Finn and Bruce forced Robin and Vance to take them out to eat somewhere as well as pay to fix the damages on the window. The two boys agreed, deep frowns drawn on their faces as they fished money and plastic cards out of their wallets.
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Finn picked up a fry, examining it closely before drowning it in ketchup. He took a bite out of it, grabbing another fry off of his plate and throwing it at the boy in front of him.

Vance watched as the fry hit him between his two eyes, glaring daggers at Finn who smiled back at him innocently.

"Game on Finney Blake."

Bruce and Robin groaned from their seats next to the boys. It was the same diner they had previously gotten kicked out of only a couple of months ago. The two boys instantly stopped being annoyed when two fries were launched at the both of them.

"Oh it is so on."
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