Hmm, that's odd. Why am I in a different bed? Did I get lucky last night? AWWW YEAH! I wonder who...
Anthony?!?!?! Anthony fucking Padilla?!?!?! YESSSSSS!
I REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED NOW! I can't believe he said yes! And did some other things...
And he's still sleeping too. Aww. Wait a minute...I think he's saying something.
"I wanna be the very best, like no one ever was.....to catch them is my real test, to train them is my cause." Anthony quietly sang.
Aww. He's so cute when he's asleep. I should probably check what time it is. Looks like it-
"POKEMON!" Anthony screamed as he threw his fist forward, knocking me off his bed.
What the hell was that for?!?! I grumpily stood up from the ground and tried to check the time again. 11:37 AM. Not that bad. But he has to get up at some point. Guess that point should be now.
I walk over to his side of the bed and start to poke his nose. This should annoy him enough to wake up.
"Wake up, Padildo. Rise and shine, boyfriend."
"But I'm your Padildo." Anthony finally said as he got out of bed. He then realized he was still naked from the night before.
"Well... I'm gonna get dressed now." He told me as he walked up to his dresser.
I seductivly walked over to him and kissed his cheek.
"Wear something hot." I whispered into his ear.
"Of course I will, Ian. Tonight I'm taking you on a date." Anthony casually said.
I smiled at him. Then I walked out of his room to go find some breakfast. Stale Pop-Tarts will have to do.
"Babe!! Come in here,breakfast is ready!" I yelled.
"Give me a sec, cutie! And how did you even find something for breakfast? We don't cook!" Anthony semi-yelled as he walked down the hall to greet me in the kitchen. He was still buckling his belt. It was now 12:00.
"I have found the finest cuisine known to man- le Pop of Tarts!" I told him in a terrible french accent.
He rolled his eyes.
"I should have never doubted you." He sarcastically said as he started eating his strawberry Pop-Tart.
"Quit bitching. We're going to have a lovely dinner on our date tonight." I told him with a wink.
He giggled.
"And where the hell are we going to go where the fans can't find us?" I asked him.
"Oh, don't worry handsome, I've got it ALL planned out." He said with another wink as I left the kitchen, leaving the mysterious Anthony to eat his Pop-Tart.
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"Friend Stuff"
Fanfiction(Based off one shot) *SLIGHT LANGUAGE WARNING* Ian and Anthony are as close as best friends can get. They make other people think,"Damn, I wish my friendships were that successful." But one day, everything changes. Ian finds Anthony's diary and see...
