The Kids From Yesterday

13: Pete's Tooth Isn't The Only Thing With A Crush

I just got triggered by an episode of Supernatural because Dean said "how do you kill an idea?" And I just...

Also this chapter is p long but that's okay bc that means more fluff. *not well edited bc I'm watching Spoopynatural and J^2 is rllllly distracting*

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School let out in two weeks and Mikey was so very much excited.

Six whole weeks of just him and his best friends Petey Weety and Gerard and Frank, oh dear he was so excited.

Pete was already on the playground, swinging in the boys' little area, when Mikey showed up with Gerard. Gerard went off to the big tree to find Frank, and Mikey skipped over to Pete, smiling widely and humming the Parks and Rec theme.

"Mikeyway! Mikeyway! Pete exclaimed as he saw Mikey skipping towards him. He dragged his feet on the ground to stop the swing and started running towards his best friend, Mikey Wikey Way.

"Hi Petey!" Mikey said happily, giving his best friend a hug. Pete giggled and hugged Mikey's waist, being short and all.

"Mikey we are almost done with the first grade!" Pete squawked. Mikey nodded and grabbed Pete's hand as they ran back to their swings, seeing them occupied.

"Hey, can me and Petey swing there please? Those are our favourite swings," Mikey asked nicely.

The older kid laughed and kicked rocks at them, one hitting Pete in the mouth. He brought his hand to his face and started crying almost immediately. Mikey gasped and started comforting Pete, feeling anger, a relatively foreign emotion to Mikey, bubble inside of him.

"You poopy head! You hurt my best friend!" Mikey yelled, making sure to keep his arm across Pete's shoulders. The older kid stopped the swing and stalked over in front of Mikey, towering over him.

"Like I care. Run along, little girl, no one asked you," the older kid said with a smirk. Mikey pushed his glasses up his nose and glared up at the kid.

"I am not a girl. You are a meanie bully and I'm telling the principal on you," Mikey said smugly. The older kid's face changed into a mean expression. He pushed Mikey backwards a little, but he held his ground- this wasn't his first encounter with bullies.

"Yeah. Go ahead and tell that bitch. I don't give a fuck," he said with a smirk. Mikey gasped and pointed at him.

"Bad word! You said a bad word!" Mikey yelled. He looked down at Pete who looked up with wide eyes, his hand still over his mouth and a little blood on his chin.

"Oh no," Pete whispered. Mikey grabbed Pete's hand and ran with him to the duty teacher, which just so happened to be Mr. Toro; the antibully.

"Mr. Toro! Mr. Toro! Petey is hurt on his face!" Mikey yelled. Mr. Toro turned and looked, gasping when he saw the blood on Pete's face.

"What happened?" he asked, leaning down to their level. Pete sniffled and continued crying silently, his hand still over his mouth.

"Well, a big kid was in me and Petey's swings and I nicely asked him if we could swing there-"

"He even said please!" Pete said from behind his hand. Mr. Toro nodded.

"Yeah. And then he kicked rocks at us and one hit him in the mouth and then the meanie called us names and said bad words!" Mikey said with wide eyes, Pete nodding furiously beside him, his hair flopping around.

"What did he say?" He asked. Pete and Mikey looked between each other and back up at Mr. Toro.

"We can't say because he cursed," Mikey whispered.