The Foster Kid (Part 6) (A Foster The People Fan Fiction)

Surprise

I was slumped on this cozy chair with my head lolled backwards because I was kind of bored. The loud pounding from Pontius’s drums and Cubbie’s bass hammered against my chest but I like it. I think I might fall asleep in a few minutes. Then something that I never expected to happened, happened. I felt a pair of strong hands blindfold me, another pair held my wrists, and another pair held my legs. I felt those three pair of hands lift me up and they were headed somewhere. “This isn’t funny!” I grunted to whoever was doing this to me but there were no answers. I started to freak out a little because I don’t know who is doing this and why.

            “Listen, guys.” I then heard Mark speak through the microphone, “We’re doing something to someone special tonight and I want you guys to be a part of this.”

            I froze as I made my brain think of all the possibilities that might happen, “No!” I screamed but not in a threatened way,

            I was finally set down but I was still blindfolded. Even though I was blinded, I could still smell it. “You can open the blindfold now.” I heard Mark,

            I pinched the tip of the blindfold and waited, “You’re not going to do anything, right?”

            He chuckled and was followed by a few, “No, don’t worry.”

            I took the blindfold and waited for some time. I then finally snatched it and tried to dodge it but I was too late. I had cake bits all over my face. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Mark sang,

            I wiped the cake off my face and smothered it all over Mark, “Eat this!”

            And then I felt a pair of muscular arms wrapped itself around me and lifted me up in the air, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY! YOU CAN’T BE MAD AT US BECAUSE IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY!” Pontius shrieked with laughter,

            And then Isom joined in, “YEAY! WE FINALLY GOT BACK TO YOU!”

            Sean clapped my back, “So how’s the cake?”

            I smothered it all over his face, “I don’t know, you tell me.” And so we got ourselves into a cake fight with eight thousand people watching us. I believe tht they are aware of our weirdness.

            “Okay, that’s enough cake or Dylan’s going to make us clean the stage up.” Mark broke us up, “I almost forgot one thing!”

            “Mark, I’m caked already!” I whined,

            He smiled at me and then at the audience, “Let’s sing this together!” And then everyone started to sing happy birthday and I was as excited as a little kid. I felt like my skin was about to burst from all these goose bumps. Then I caught something in the corner of my eye. I saw a blur of orange and red, and a familiar figure. It was Andy with a freaking cake and I don’t know how to react.

            He had his signature smirk, “You think I’d miss the guys caking you?”

            “You’re not going to cake me again, are you?”

            He chuckled, “No, once is enough.” He wiped a stray of icing on my cheek, “They messed you up pretty bad.” I then heard a million people saying ‘aawwww’ and the both of us blushed a little.

            “Feels weird to be in front of these people, huh?”

            “Yea.”

            “This guy here!” Pontius introuced to the microphone, “Is Ally’s big brother and our boss! We report her mischievousness to this guy!”