"Wake up!" Patrick yelled. He jumped on me and hugged me tightly "Wake up!"
"Why do you always do this!" I groaned.
"I asked Ashlee to watch Saint for the day so you know what that means?" he asked.
"That there's no Saint?" I asked smiling.
"That's right and that also means we have the house to ourselves so get up!" He laughed. I twisted and pinned him down under me.
"I like it better here" I smirked. He smiled.
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I hugged Patrick from behind and kissed his shoulder. He smiled and fell back against me.
"Whatcha makin?" I asked.
"Food" He said. He kissed my cheek then bit my earlobe. I smiled again. This was the best we'd been in a while. The day was great and so were we.
"That's specific" He held up a spoon with cookie dough on it. "Yes!" I took it from him licking it. "Has anyone ever actually gotten salmonella poising from this?"
"Probably but you don't care"
"I know" Someone knocked on our front door.
"You're getting that I'm not wearing pants" He mumbled. I walked over to the door opening it slowly.
"Satan!" I yelled slamming it shut. Patrick peeked his head out from the kitchen.
"Who was it!?" He asked in confusion.
"Satan" I replied "In the form of my ex wife" He rolled his eyes licking cookie dough off his fingers. She knocked again.
"We need to talk!" she yelled.
"Go away Kelsey!" I yelled back. She banged harder. "I thought you had to say a chant to summon satan"
"Maybe she's like beetlejuice and you say her name three times so she shrinks" Patrick shrugged.
"Kelsey, Kelsey, Kelsey" I chanted. The knocking stopped. I looked at Patrick "I think it worked"
"It really didn't!" she yelled. I groaned.
"No ones home!" I yelled.
"Do you wanna beat Trump or not?" she asked. I closed my mouth.
"What about it?" Patrick asked for me.
"I have proof he's cheating he's adding votes to himself now let me in!" I looked at Patrick.
"Thats on you Peter" he walked back into the kitchen.
"How can I trust you?" I asked.
"Let me in and I'll prove it" I bit my lip. Did I trust this bitch? No. But I needed her proof. I opened the front door.
"Show me" I said.
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The President's Back
FanficIt's the second term and Pete knows he has to take down Trump who of course is running again. He of course has the support of his best friends and his husband. But the election takes a toll on him and his family. People start attacking him. Of c...
