Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz Imagines

Their Children - The Lung Fic

(A/N me and @falloutgirlfob were having a conversation, and I introduced her to The Lung Fic. We started talking about it, and she said what if their kids were to find it. And this was created. Enjoy, humans.)

|20 years into the future|

Bronx, Saint, and Declan were all hanging out on day. Bronx went onto Twitter, and saw everyone was tweeted at him the subject of, 'fanfiction'.
"Hey guys," Bronx said. "Do you know what 'fanfiction' is?"
"I remember my dad talking about something like that," Declan replied. "He said to never read it. Fangirls go crazy."
(Wow, self burn)
"Fangirls?" Saint asked. "I don't want to know what those are."
"It wouldn't hurt if we read some, right?" Bronx asked.
"I guess not..." Declan said.
Saint ran into his and Bronx's house, and grabbed his laptop. He returned, and placed it on the table they were sitting at.
"We can start off by reading some about our dads," Saint suggested.
"Yeah, sure," Declan replied.
Saint typed 'Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz fanfiction', into google.
"Peterick?" Declan read.
"Hold on," Saint said.
Saint typed in Peterick and it turned out to be Patrick and Pete's ship name.
"Ship name?" Bronx asked. "What the hell is a ship?"
"A ship is two or more fictional or non-ficfional characters whom someone wants together," Saint read.
"I think we get things now," Declan said. "Can we just read this crap now?"
"Okay, okay," Saint said, once typing in 'Peterick fanfiction'.
After sometime of scrolling, they stopped on something called, 'The Lung Fic'. All three were curious, so Saint clicked it.
Bronx prepared himself to read it. "Patrick walks into the classroom where his favorite teacher works. 'I want to bend you over a desk and fuck you so hard, Wentz,' he growls. 'Mmm, fuck yes, Daddy,' Pete replies, 'Do it right now.' Patrick strides over to Pete cocki-"
"Shut up! What the hell is this?!" Declan said confused. "I thought, from what we read so far, this is supposed to be cute! Not... ewww!"
"According to this, The Lung Fic is a smut fic," Saint said.
"Smut? Isn't that like, 69 Shades of Grey?" Bronx asked.
"It's 50 Shades of Grey, dude," Declan said. "And yeah, basically."
"We just found smut of our dads?" Saint asked.
"I guess so, little bro," Bronx replied.
"Well, I'm glad we don't have to face them for a while," Declan said.
Bronx's phone began ringing. "Hello? Uh, I guess. Bye."
"Who was that?" Saint asked.
"Dad," Bronx replied. "He wants us to hang out with him and Patrick."
Declan looked at Saint, then at Bronx. "Well fuck, we're screwed!"