Benatar slumped on the booth where the Martians would usually eat, drink or, for Benatar, write songs. But now, he had writers block. Which, was the main cause that he might have a crisis on last-minute writing.
He looked down at the paper which only had the name of their song.
Friendzone.
I pouted slightly, then heard the loud thud on the seat beside me.
"What'cha writing?" Axel looked over at the blonde, then at the paper, then at the computer.
"Writer's block again?" he asked and rested his arm on the booth's back rest, almost wrapping it around Benatar. Benatar just nodded and muttered something, quite annoyed.
He sighed and opened Google Chrome, not knowing what to do and why he did that. "Wanna watch some videos? Will that make you feel better or somethin'?" Axel asked the other, who just nodded, then realized something.
Since when did he started showing some care to me? For all I know, he hates my entire existance. Bloody hell, I think he hated me before I was even born!, Benatar thought. He just typed the letter 'y' and it already showed the Youtube link.
He pressed down, then enter, and let it load; groaning a little at how slow the internet was. It finally loaded after 80 years, and he just looked at the recommended videos.
"How 'bout that one?" Axel put the pointer on the video of two british men who were playing around with the application on the Mac, "Photobooth".
We watched the two idiots and laughed, too loud, actually. After the video, Axel decided to just point out;
"You have a MacBook Pro, we can do that!" Axel smirked and Benatar just agreed to the plan. He searched for it on his laptop, using the search tool rather than actually scrolling through Finder and finding it after they were left to bones.
He opened the application, then revealed the two sitting together and looking at the screen. Benatar noticed the pictures of him and the girl who friendzoned him; the cotton-pink hair and the beauty mark. Ugh.
Axel chose the effect, and put it directly on Benatar's face, which made the two laugh. Benatar did that small squeak of his when he laughed too hard, which made them laugh even harder. The two were taking so much photos and videos, that the face of the girl and the blonde, were gone.
Puff appeared from behind the two. "Hey, assholes! You guys were so loud that Tig could hear you through the god damn phone! And fatty couldn't concentrate on his reading."
"He can read?" Axel asked. Which made Puff snort.
"Nah man, I was disturbed with you and Tig talking dirty to eachother!" Deejay said, which made Benatar show a disgusted look.
"Now, what are you dickheads doing?" Puff asked, then seeing himself with the effect on the screen. He started laughing, and when Deejay saw it, he started laughing too. The two decided to join the other players, and made weird funny faces.
Now, all the pictures of the cotton-candy haired girl was gone. It was replaced with people he actually loved. Even though the other two would treat him like shit, he still loved them.
It was a perfect family.
