Kaleidoscope Eyes || Panic! At The Disco

t w e n t y - s i x

We went to go see Mr Polisi, but were told to wait.

Brendon was really quiet.

I ran my thumb over the back of his palm while we waited out there. Brendon was incredibly nervous. He almost seemed to be shaking.

"It's gonna be alright Bren." I assured.

Brendon didn't say anything, just fiddled with his cane while we waited.

I continued the silent comfort.

"Mr Urie and Mr Weekes?"

We went into the office. Brendon was tightly holding my hand.

"Hello, Dallon and Brendon. It's good to see you."

I smiled. "It's good to see you as well."

Brendon didn't smile. Brendon looked so nervous he could about to throw up. I gently helped him to a chair.

"So what brings you here? Your letter?"

"Brendon might have accidently given up his spot last night because he thought I wasn't accepted and we kinda need to get it back..."

"Oh, when did this happen?"

"Last night?"

He started typing on his computer, and paused. "Oh, right."

Brendon panicked and tried to leave the room, and ran straight into the wall.

"Bren, calm down." I whispered.

He tried to find the door again, with the same limited success. I sighed and got up, guiding him back to his chair.

He didn't seem to like that. He was getting shaky again.

"No problems. You have your spot back." Mr Polisi smiled at Brendon.

Brendon didn't seem to react.

"Thank you so much." I smiled. "See Bren? That wasn't that hard."

He whimpered.

"What's wrong?" Mr Polisi asked.

"N-nothing."

"Okay..."

Brendon stood up.

I thanked Mr Polisi and led him out of the building.

Brendon just held my hand silently.

I smiled. "That worked great!"

He nodded unsurely.

"Let's go celebrate. What's something cool we can do?"

"Go home?"

I shook it off and took him to central park.

"W-where are we?"

"Central park! Do you want a pretzel?"

"Sure?"

Lucky seemed really excited.

I bought the both of them a pretzel.

Lucky sat at Brendon's feet and ate the pretzel.

Brendon still seemed glum. I frowned. "What can I do to make you feel better, Bren?"

"I don't know." He murmured. "You usually have the ideas of what to do to make me happy."

I hugged him.

"Thanks..."

"No problems."

Once Lucky was finished, he started licking me.