(Mona's Point Of View)
Today we are finally going to ride rides and venture around. About time, I was starting to get bored in this room. It will take both Dad and Pete forever to get ready, they're worse than us girls, I swear.
"You guys ready yet!" I whine.
"Just a sec!" Patrick yells back.
"You said that twenty minutes ago!"
Pete walks out of the room saying, "I didn't know we had another girl in this suite." We both laugh.
"Oh be quite Pete!" He shouts.
"I'll meet you later," I get up and head for the door and out of the room when I suddenly get picked up and thrown over someone's shoulder getting walked back into the room.
"Going somewhere?" The man laughs.
"Let go of me!" I hit his back.
"Okay geez Anita."
"Wait..." He drops me, "What are you doing here?" I hug him, "Wait, you don't know my real name do you?"
"Real name?" Uncle Dallon asks.
"Yeah, my name isn't Anita. It's actually uh, Mona Lisa." I chuckle.
"Well then." A grin goes across his face.
"Now tell me why you're here."
"I came here with the guys a week ago. I saw you walk down the hallway so, I had to surprise you. Where are your dads at?"
"Still getting ready, well Patrick is anyways. Pete is sitting on the couch." I point to him and he's waving crazily.
"Mona? Who's here?" Dad asks yelling from the bathroom.
"It's Uncle Dallon!" I answer yelling back.
"Okay!"
"Well, I gotta go," he kisses my cheek, "Bye Mona Lisa." He says singing my name leaving, laughing like a mad men.
"Now are you ready Dad or should I say Mom?" Pete laughs his head off at this.
"Oh be quiet!" Dad yelling hiding in a laugh, "Okay, now I'm done!" He walks out of the room.
"Now can we go venture off?" I ask.
"Now! Let's go!" Pete says walking in front of us to the door.
For some reason I run up to him and Jump on his back, "Giddy-up horsey!"
Pete makes horse neighs and runs trying to gallop to the elevator, Patrick awkwardly just runs after us. We run out of the Castle into the sunlight where I jump off of Pete.
"Don't...run...like that...again." Dad says out of breathe.
"Someone's out of shape." Pete says slapping Patrick's stomach softly.
"Oh be...quiet!" Patrick exclaims.
"Does Daddy need a rest?" I tease and he gives me a playful glare.
"So..." Pete says.
"I think we should," I link my arms with theirs, "skip our way around singing The Wizard Of Oz or whatever it's called."
"Yes!" Pete high fives me.
"Okay. There's nothing like looks like fools together."
We start to skip towards our first destination singing, "We're off to see the wizard the wonderful wizard of Oz..." We get stared out, but we don't care. We're not hurting anyone.
We have only ridden three rides and I'm already hungry.
"Uh, Dad? I'm uh, hungry."
"Hey I am too."
"Let's go eat!" Pete pulls us into the food court.
"Geez babe! You couldn't be that hungry." Dad says.
"I am though." He has a wild smile on his face.
I sit down at a table with my food, it's Panda Express if you were wondering, Dad sits next to me with chicken tenders. Wait, I thought he was vegan? Oh well. Pete sits across from us with pizza of course. Pete and his pizza. We eat in silence and it's not awkward silence either, just silence.
Someone walks into the food court sing, "Whoa, Mona Lisa, you're guaranteed to run this town," I thought it was coincidental so, I didn't look back to see who it was, then my eyes get covered by hands, "Whoa, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown!"
I feel the person's head and the hair gives them away, but he did cut it, and now the voice that was just singing sounds familiar, I pull their hands from my face as turn around, "Uncle Brendon? What are you doing here?"
He squeezes himself between Dad and I and sits down, putting an arm around me, "We came down here for the week and I have no idea why."
"Stalker." I tease.
"We were here first so, that makes you the stalker."
"Touché."
"So, how is my favorite niece doing? Are these jerks treating you right?" He chuckles.
"Uh, yeah. Considering Dad gave me the birds and bees talk yesterday."
"Oh...so my niece is a woman now." They all laugh.
"It isn't funny." My face expressionless and that makes them laugh harder.
Brendon clears his throat, "Anyway, I was thinking, would guys want to eat dinner with us later tonight?"
"Sure." Dad and Pete say at the same time.
"What about you Mona?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Well, I gotta go." He gets up and steps over the seat, "See y'all later!" He leaves.
"Well, we should get on more rides before tonight?" Pete suggests.
Dad an I exchange looks then looks at Pete, "Sure."
With that we throw our remains f out food and head for another ride. Even though we are only going to get on a ride, two if we're lucky.
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Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die!
FanfictionFirst part of the "Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die!" series. Patrick Stump and Pete Wentz fall in love and get married after so long. Chrismas arrives and Patrick cheats on Pete while Pete's out of town with Brendon Urie. After that night, Patric...