A/N: There's a reason this took so long to write. I can't believe we have reached 50 of these things. Whether it's trash, or actual storyline, thanks so much for reading! So, I present to you: The 50th oneshot special!
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Brendon Urie was a hardcore MCR fan. Their music inspired him. He loved them. But then, on March 22, 2013, the band broke up. This broke Brendon's heart in a way that he didn't know it could be broken.
Brendon needed a plan to get them back together. It was March 22 of 2019 and Brendon didn't have much time to think of a plan. Then it hit him like a sledgehammer to Dan's head. He was going to kidnap two very important fans of MCR, or should I say PHANS *finger guns*.
The two men he was going to kidnap were very important due to their social following. People would be devastated, and it would cause the news to be spread quickly. First, Brendon would need to get equipment ready. This wouldn't be difficult. The next step would be to fly to London.
Brendon would need tickets to get there but he ran out of the moneys because Ryan took it with him after the... ahem, incident involving milk. So he called up his friend Satan to give him the tickets. Satan obviously wouldn't lend him tickets right away so he had to bribe him with something.
So he searched his house for a specific movie, specifically Ghost Sex. "Perfect." Brendon smirked. Now he had to find a way to contact Satan since hell was currently being renovated and everyone was off the hook. The only one suffering was Satan himself so he was really busy.
Brendon drew a pentagram on his floor with blood, and started to dance around it. "I'M NEVER WHAT I LIKE, I'M DOUBLE SIDED," He sang, and Satan appeared in the pentagram. "What the fuck do you want, you forehead fuck."
"I have something in exchange for the tickets," Brendon said with a smirk, ignoring the forehead comment. Satan still looked bored. Brendon handed him the DVD of Ghost Sex, and Satan looked at it with eyes that were the size of the moon. "Holy shit," Satan muttered.
"Now, give me what I want." he said, sure that this would get him the goods. "You have yourself a deal." Satan handed over the tickets and quickly grabbed the DVD. "See ya Milk Boi." He disappeared. "WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT HOE!" Brendon was obviously salty, not because of the flashbacks but because Dan and Phil had it better with the cherries and a hat.
Brendon went to the airport quickly, knowing the plane would take off soon. He made it just in time and the plane took off. His plan was working perfectly.
Jumpcut to Dan and Phil
Dan and Phil had just finished Phil Is Not On Fire 11 and Phil was doing the editing as Dan would have procrastinated and would have been too lazy.
Phil walked into the kitchen to see Dan in their trashcan eating a burger. "Dan what the bloody hell are you doing," Phil asked, staring at him. Dan stared at him. "I'm eating, duh." Phil sighed. "Too much Phan service for you guys, the authors thought." Wait what.
