Fall Out Boy Imagines/Preferences

2. Road Trip (Pete Wentz)

(Your POV)

"Are we there yet?" Saint asked, leaning forward and sticking his head between the driver and passenger seat.

"Does it look like we're there yet dumbass?" Bronx snapped, looking down at his phone.

"Bronx!" I warned and turned to look back at him. "Stop cursing or your sister is gonna pick it up."

"That's so fucking stupid." Bronx muttered and put his earbuds in.

I sighed and turned my attention to my youngest son. "We're not there yet Saint, we won't be there for a couple more hours."

That satisfied him for about ten minutes before he leaned forward again. "Are we there yet now?"

"No!" Bronx yelled. "Dad is still driving, we're not there yet. Quit asking and whining like a little bitch."

Pete, who had been quietly humming along to his Iron Maiden CD, slammed on the brakes throwing everyone forward including our three year old daughter Nirvana, who started crying immediately.

"Do not call your brother a bitch." He fixed Bronx with a freezing glare. "Your mom asked you to stop cursing, you stop cursing. You understand?"

"Yes sir." Bronx mumbled and stared out the window glumly.

"You don't own the world, so stop acting like it." Pete's gaze softened as he looked at Saint. "And you."

"Yes daddy?" Saint leaned forward.

"Give Nirvana her pacifier and then sit back or we'll get pulled over and it will take us longer to get there." Pete said and turned the radio up.

Once, the car was pretty much back to normal, Pete started driving again.

Not even ten minutes later, Saint poked his head between the two front seats. "Are we there yet? I'm hungry."

"Me too." Bronx called from the back seat.

Nirvana spit her pacifier out. "Hungwee." She echoed and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Give me ten minutes Vana." Pete said. "Then we'll get food."

"No hungwee now." She opened her mouth and let out a high pitched wail.

"Vana please." I reached towards her.

"No mommy." Nirvana smacked my hand away. "I hungwee."

Pete and I looked at each other warily and he shrugged. "Call the guys and tell them we'll be late."

I didn't exactly love this one :/ Lemme know what you think in the comments ~Zoe