𝐅 𝐎 𝐑 𝐓 𝐘 ~ 𝐅 𝐈 𝐕 𝐄

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A T L A S

"Awww, since you asked so nicely, of course I'll sing for you Attie." And there goes all the patience and sanity I've ever had in my life.

I sigh as Spencer climbs on the table, pulling Stella up along with him. "Hit me with that beat, Atticus." Stella orders as if I was a DJ sitting behind a whole studio that just had a list and mix of beats with him ready to play at anyone's command.

Instead I just rhythmically beat on the table to the rhythm of the song since it's already embedded in my head because of the amount of times Spencer plays it. And I literally have nothing else to do but to listen to the two of them do whatever shenanigan they're up to this time.

[A/N: Estelle's verses are in Italics, Spence's are Regular and Atlas is in Bold.]

"And I keep my side of the street clean; You wouldn't know what I mean," Spencer starts singing, very loudly might I add.

Stella gets on her tip-toes and acts as if the light fixture above her is a microphone and starts, "Cause karma is my boyfriend; Karma is a god"

"Atlas, come join us!" Spencer ushers out quickly before it's his turn. When I shake my head he ignores me and continues with his verse, "Karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend; Karma's a relaxing thought." He even runs a hand through his hair to play the role.

"Aren't you envious that for you it's not?; Sweet like honey, karma is a cat," For this verse they turn to each other and use their fingers to mimic one of cats clawing at each other. And with each chorus they sing, their voices grow louder.

They were so loud to the point that I found no reason to be making the beats for them on the table, because their voices were out throwing it anyway.

"Purring in my lap 'cause it loves me; Flexing like a goddamn acrobat," Spencer sings and for this part they both jump off the table and go into a series of back walk-overs. It was as if they planned their stunts and this whole performance. At this point I was experiencing a free of charge Taylor Swift concert.

"Me and karma vibe like that," And now it's Stella's turn as both she and Spencer find their ways back to their original stage. "Atlas! Get your ass over here!" She all but commanded me.

Much to all of our surprise, I obliged and stood up on top of my chair and continued with the song, "Spider-boy, king of thieves; Weave your little webs of-"

But my angelic-like voice is interrupted with the loud thumping of the door which opens to welcome us to a very angry looking, sleep-struck Rory. I could tell we woke her from her sleep because she was still clinging on to her stuffed animal.

"Can you guys shut the fuck up please?! Some people are actually trying to sleep!" She muttered angrily, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes in the process. She turned to look at Stella, "Heyyy, Elle baby, how's it going, mamas?" Rory exclaimed as they both ran towards each other, Stella jumping into Rory's arms.

What the shit am I witnessing right now?

Rory placed a kiss on Stella's cheek, "Goodnight, my love." She says to her and turns to me and Spencer, "Goodnight, fucktards." And with that she slams the door shut and leaves to go on her merry way to her room.

"You wanna know something, Spencer?" I ask, turning to him as he gets off the table to sit back in his seat.

"No." He responds, popping some grapes into his mouth again. "But your annoying ass is going to tell me anyway, aren't you?"

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