Unfortunately, not all these photos exist
Avi was counting down the seconds on his fingers.
5...4...3...2...
Kevin walked off stage to go retrieve his cello. (Which would hopefully take a while)
Then it began
"Who wants to watch a slideshow while we wait for him to come back?" He asked the crowd, cheering coming back in response.
"Good!" Kirstie grinned. "We've prepared something VERY special for you all..."
Even more screaming bounced back in the knitted up arena whilst Scott and Mitch looked at them with confusion on their faces.
Then Avi pulled out his phone which he had connected to the screen behind them and clicked play on a video.
And the very first photo was of a sleepy Mitch curled up in Scott's lap, his arms around his waist in the tour bus.
Both of the boys gaped as it flashed on screen.
"When did you take-"
The scomiche fans in the audience drowned out his final syllable.
"Ooooh.... Wrong video," Avi shrugged nonchalantly, giving off the effect that it wasn't a mistake at all.
"Oh well!" Kirstie smiled. "Can't be helped!"
The next photo flashed on screen.
It was a screenshot this time, of a Superfruit, and their lips were close, very close.
"Hey, hey, that's just vicious." Scott crossed his arms.
Mitch didn't say anything because he had turned away and covered his mouth in embarrassment.
"You have to stop. We're onstage." The tallest member of the band had crossed his arms in indignation and had a frown on his face that warned of a good slap in the face if they didn't cut it out.
"Not when we have exclusive behind the scenes photos and a fan base full of gifs!" Kirstie exclaimed, clasping her hands and together and bouncing on her heels.
The next one was another previously unseen photo of Scott carrying a very happy and tired Mitch bridal style to who-knows-where.
Fans in the crowd were drooling over the new content and pulled out their phones to record this spectacle.
"That's it!" The Mitch on stage snapped, whipping out his iPhone, not to film, but to blackmail back. With a few taps on the screen, it was hooked up to the platform. The screen split in two.
Scott looked over his shoulder, muttering into the microphone.
"Mm... Yeah, that one. That's a good one."
A photo of Kirstie and Avi sharing a blanket and watching a movie in a hotel room flickered onto their side of the screen.
A look of horror flashed across Kirstie's face.
"Ruh-roh... A certain Jeremy I know is going to be very jealous..."
She crossed her arms.
"No way! I'm a good girl! Unlike you, Scott Hoying!"
She nodded at Avi who slid his finger across his phone screen and a gif of the gays almost kissing played on repeat.
"Hey!! That was a joke!" He snarled, waving his arm and almost knocking Mitch's phone out of his hands.
"Scottie!"
"Sorry. Anyway, explain this!"
Mitch reluctantly switched to a gif of Avi holding a mistletoe over Kirstie's head, her flashing him a sugary sweet smile.
"That's really old!" She protested, her argument turning into whining.
"I look like a dork." Avi shrugged, nonchalantly flashing a photo of a crying Mitch being hugged very tight to Scott's chest.
Mitch gasped dramatically.
"What compelled you exactly to take a photo of us after I went through a breakup??"
"That's just savage." Scott shook his head.
"I've never seen you hug Alex like that, though..."
Kirstie tapped her chin in feigned insightfulness.
"It really makes me wonder on your loyalty. You don't-"
"If I kiss him will you shut up????"
There was a wave of silence that weighed down everyone in the room.
"I guess..."
As soon as the words left her lips Scott grabbed his best friend and kissed him passionately, Mitch wrapping his arms around the blonde's neck.
Kirstie and Avi gaped as the camera flashes of a thousand fans filled the stadium.
They pulled away, breathless.
Mitch flushed bright red and covered his mouth when he realized the gravity of the situation.
"I... Uh... I'm gonna go get a glass of water."
Then he staggered offstage in shock while Scott stood triumphantly, arms crossed.
"Your turn."
"Excuse me??" The two sputtered at the same time.
"I choose to remain faithful, you mutt!"
"Hey, you told us to."
Then Avi mumbled into his mic, barely audible.
"You still owe me one from that mistletoe."
"AVRIEL!!"
The crowd began to cheer, but Kevin walked up onstage with his cello in his hands.
"Bummer." Avi shrugged with a grin.
"Maybe some other time."
Kirstie covered her face in her hands.
"Let's just get on with the show."
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Fanfiction"Anything happen while I was out?" They looked around at each other knowingly. "Nope."
