Bruno's POV
Omg omg omg what is going on. Where am I?! My mind was going insane. I have no clue where i am.
"OMG YOUR REAL?"
I heard someone yell..but the voice wasn't familiar. I mean why would it be i was is a weirdly shaped house all of a sudden and their were two random people sitting on the floor in front of me.
"Um i'm sorry, but i think i somehow ended up inside your house..?" I said quietly
"NO NO WE SUMMONED YOU HERE!" one of the people said.
"summoned me?"
No One's POV
Michael and Bo Burnham stared at Bruno in disbelief. He was actually real and they just summoned him to Michaels house.
"Yeah we used your book! I've worshiped you since i was a fetus, and He's worship you since..well- uh I don't know how long, but your here now and it's amazing!!" Michael said excitedly.
"Oh i never thought anyone would actually believe that a rat man from another universe could be summoned here." Bruno said anxiously.
A bunch of rats ran to Bruno the second he showed up. At this point there were so many rats surrounding him that there was at least 4 climbing on his body and you could no longer see his feet.
"sooo uh before i leave to go home i feel like i should get to know you guys..? What are your names?" Bruno said.
"I'm michael! And this is Bo Burnham!" Michael still could not believe that Bruno. THE REAL BRUNO. The Rat Got himself was standing in his living room.
"Those are some cool names..i guess. Well i think i should go home Abuelas probably looking for me" Bruno said. He really did want to go. Even though he knew no one would really worry about him. Bo Burnham looked at Michael. He could see that he was upset that Bruno had to leave.
"Oh come on stay a little while! It will be fun." Bo Burnham tried to get Bruno to stay. He didn't want Michael to be sad.
"I- well um..okay. I'll stay but not for long." Bruno was hesitant, but he agreed to stay. I mean they did dump a bag of sand on the floor just to summon him there.
"REALLY?! i have so many questions for you!!" Michael could not wait to ask Bruno questions. He HAD to know more about him. All he really knew was who his family was and where he came from. Also that he liked rats.
-2 Hours Later-
"okay okay, i think you've asked me enough questions-" Bruno exhaustedly said.
"uhhhhh! fine." Michael wanted to keep asking questions. i mean there was so much to know. The whole time michael was asking questions bo burnham kept looking over at michaels phone. It was blowing up like crazy and all from the same guy. kurt cobain? Bo burnham did not know who the fuck that was but he assumed they were probably just a close friend..hopefully nothing else.
"Alright i really have to get going though." bruno said.
"okay..bye! see you soon? hopefully." michael was definitely not happy he had to leave. And with that Bruno just kinda walked out the door- Michael got up and walked over to his phone.
"Sooo um..who was texting you? It must have been really important cause your phone went off like 100 times-" Bo Burnham just wanted to know if it was a friend or not. But hes not gonna just ask-.
"oh um just a close friend." michael mumbled.
The two sat on the couch for a while not doing anything but playing on their phones. Bo burnham looked over at michaels phone every few minutes and he was always texting this kurt cobain guy. Michael had a nonstop smile on his face when texting him. Bo burnham got a little jealous..but why? I mean they just met. Bo burnham was bored and just wanted to talk to michael.
"Michael im bored." he said bluntly.
"okay- sorry i wasn't talking i was texting Kurt." michael said.
"So what do you wanna do?" Said Bo burnham.
"hmmmmm..you pick!" michael hated when people asked him that. Like bitch he don't know-
"oh okay.." Bo burnham thought. what did he want to do.? He looked at michael. "Im sorry.." he said
"why?"
Bo leaned in and kissed michael. Michael started to kiss Bo Burnham back but pushed away.
"Bo i-" Michael looked at him. They had just met. What was he supposed to say?! before he could say anything Bo Burnham ran out the door. Michael chased after him.
"BO WAIT!" he yelled. But He kept running.
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The Hypothetical
Randoma story that a bunch of middle school kids wrote because we're stupid and bored🤘