Thnks fr th Mmrs /On Hold/

"Fedora"

3 months later

"Trick, this place is perfect!"

"Charlie that's like the 1000 time you've said that this week alone."

"Well can you blame me?"

"I guess not."

Patrick and Charlie had been living in their new house for 2 weeks. So far things had been, in Charlie's words, perfect. The house was perfect, the place it was situated was perfect...

"Well, I better get dressed. When did you say Pete and the guys were coming?"

"In an hour or so. They said they were going to help with setting up, but..."

"They're just going to sit around and eat the food? It doesn't matter, most of the stuff is sorted anyway."

Charlie jumped off her seat and before he could do anything, grabbed Patrick's fedora off his head.

"Hey!!!" Patrick whined, "Fedora. My head. Now."

But Charlie just giggled, "If you want it, come and get it!" Patrick jumped up off his seat as Charlie waved it above her head. Patrick tried to grab it off of her, but with Charlie being that bit taller than him, he didn't have a chance.

"Oh, I am so wearing this for the party tonight." Charlie placed it on her head and started to walk away and paused in front of mirror, admiring it.

"Oh you are so not getting away this!" Patrick picked up a cushion and chucked it at Charlie, narrowly missing her.

"Pat! Come on! What did I do to deserve that?" Charlie put her hands on her hips.

"Did you really just say that?" Patrick chuckled and threw another cushion at her, this time it hit the side of the fedora and fell off Charlie's head.

Patrick lunged forward but Charlie was too fast and picked it up again.

She ran to the stairs and bounded up them.

"Oh, I'm keeping this now!" She shouted from the top of the stairs, "call me when the guys get here!"

Patrick heard a bedroom door slam shut and he collapsed back down on the couch in defeat, smiling.

This may be a shock to you, but yes, this is an actual chapter. On a Friday. And yes it's short. But it's full of fluff. Also Patrick's fedora.