Fall Out Boy saved me

We Get to Play at a Carnival?

(Hey there! Here's an update for you)

FOB's POV:
"Best pizza EVER," Pete says leaning back in his chair. He burps loudly and rubs his stomach happily. Everyone had gotten their own personal pizza at the restaurant they were in, and Pete had just finished his entire combo pizza.

"Mmm I don't know my pizza was pretty damn good," Joe replies wiping his mouth. He had managed to finish all but one slice of his chicken and bbq sauce pizza.

"Ew barbecue sauce," Patrick says in disgust scrunching his face. "There's nothing like a good old pepperoni pizza to hit the spot," he says smiling as he puts the other half of his pizza into a box to eat later.

"But have you guys even tried a veggie pizza?" questions Andy before he pops the last bite into his mouth.

"There were veggies on my pizza under all my meat," Pete protests. He points toward his crotch for emphasis on the meat.

"Aw dude save it for Brendon," Joe says shoving Pete.

"Aw man don't do that I swear I'm gonna give birth right now, I'm so uncomfortably full," Pete tells him holding his stomach and turning away from him.

"Look at this delicious stomach," Patrick says in a deep voice with a sly smile moving his hand towards Pete's midsection.

"For real I'm gonna die!"

"Aw poor Petey," Andy says quivering his bottom lip.

The guys bust up laughing while all the other patrons in the restaurant turn their heads to glare at the four men acting like naughty little school boys.

While everyone's face is still pink from laughing Patrick takes a deep breath of air "Oh man we need to go like right now guys," wiping tears from his eyes.

Everybody puts a a few dollars on the table and stands up to get ready to leave as a young waitress comes up to them with her phone in her hand.

"H-hi, um, I love Fall Out Boy's music and it's so unreal that you guys are even here, could I take a picture with you?" she timidly asks.

"Aw thanks!" Pete smiles putting his arm around the girl's waist. They all bunch around the waitress as she takes a selfie with them. "You want an autograph too?" Pete asks.

Her eyes and mouth widen in shock as she nods her head vigorously. She pulls out a pen from her apron and each band member sign a napkin with a comment.

"You could be your own spotlight"
-Patrick

"Pizza is great and so is your face"
-Pete

"Joe :)"
-Joe

"XVX"
-Andy

The waitress who couldn't be more that 16 or 17 looked like she was about to cry having received a picture and autographs from the guys.

"Hey come on we're not Gods, we're just normal guys who play music," Patrick assures her. She has no words but reaches out for Patrick who hugs her tightly.

"This hair is pretty God-like" Joe says touching his fro. They hug the girl one more time then leave the restaurant while the nearby tables taken by adults search up Fall Out Boy on Google.

They walk around the small city happy to be away from the tour bus and able to stretch their legs freely.

"GUYS LOOK A MUSIC SHOP!!!" Patrick excitedly points at a small corner store.

"But you already own all the Elvis Costello records," Joe teases. Patrick squints his eyes at him while Joe smiles innocently.

"Come on let's go in we have an hour before we have to go." Andy says siding with Patrick. He walks in front of the group and leads them into the small store. Once inside they flip through records, listen to cds, and play on instruments.

"There aren't a lot of these stores anymore, that's what makes this place a treasure," Patrick tells the cashier pulling out his wallet to pay for new guitar strings.

"I'm gonna get this," Joe says putting down a white Beach Boys t-shirt on the counter.

"Check this out!" Pete says opening his bag to take out guitar picks with colorful led lights inside them. "They're gonna look bad ass during a show, what did you get Andy?"

Andy has a shy smile on his face when he reaches into his bag and pulls out earbuds with Captain America's shield on the outside of them as a design.

Everyone laughs as they leave the store to head back towards the bus. The sun that was once high above their heads is now in their eyes as they walk in the direction of then sunset.

"The next place I'm pretty excited to play at is the mid-state fair," Pete mentions. "Mmmm deep fried twinkies, deep fried oreos, and churros!"

"Which is just deep fried dough in cinnamon and sugar," laughs Andy. "Is there a way we can go incognito and ride some fair rides?"

"You're on your own for that, how safe can they be? I mean they're built in like 3 days," Patrick says worriedly.

"What about those carnival games though? They're such ripoffs. I remember the stupid milk bottles wouldn't go down when I went to a fair with Marie and I looked so weak in front of her, the guy felt so bad that I spent $20 on the game he gave me a small bear so I wouldn't look that big of a loser," Joe shares with the guys.

"Aw poor Joey," Pete says raising his lower lip. They all begin laughing hysterically again as they board the tour bus to the next city.

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