How it Began

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Fred practically leaps into the air when his bedroom door swings open, startling him. "Frederick Archibald Andrews get your ass up and moving." Alice says as she bursts into his bedroom, followed closely by FP.

"Why? What'd I do?" Fred asks, raising his hands in the air in a joking manner.

"I told you at school today, there's a back to school, senior year party tonight." Alice says, already rifling through his closet.

"And I already told you I'm not going."

"And I told you you are coming."

"I'm busy."

"Busy? Come on Fred we know that when you're not with us you're hanging out with your right hand. So how about you give your hand a break and come to the party?" Fred shoots her a glare and FP nearly busts out laughing.

"Not nice, Alice." FP says, contradicting the laugh he's holding in.

"I'm never nice, you should know that by now we've been dating for three years." Alice says, the eye roll clear as day in her voice.

"And for your information, I do have other friends than you two. Need I remind you they're your friends too?"

"Doesn't count if one of them is your girlfriend." Alice says as she pulls a shirt out of Fred's closet.

"So does that mean that FP doesn't count as one of your friends since he's your boyfriend?" Fred tests.

"No, that's different."

"How?"

"Because I said so, now try this on." Alice says, chucking a shirt at Fred.

"Alice." Fred whines, he really doesn't want to go to a party tonight. He wants to go to bed early, it may be the first week of school but he's exhausted.

"Fred, come on. You'll have fun, we'll make sure of it!" She says, hopping onto the bed beside him, resting on her knees.

"Yeah, we took home some of the leftover liquor from the Wyrm, mixed it together and made our own little concoction, you should try it, it's insane." FP says, sitting on Fred's other side.

"Yeah that stuff will get you hammered in no time." Alice adds, a devilish smirk pulling at her lips.

"And if that's not enough Alice is packing." FP says. Fred turns to her with a raised eyebrow and she smirks, patting her chest to signal where she's hiding the weed.

"Fine, but there's something else." Fred says and both FP and Alice raise a curious eyebrow at him. "We'll have to sneak out. I know you two are both experts at that so it shouldn't be a problem."

"Why do you need to sneak out? Did you not tell your parents there's a party tonight?" Alice asks.

"Well, no, 'cause I didn't think I'd be going but I mean, come on you know how my parents are with high school parties. They don't want me getting into trouble."

"They let you hang out with us, that's trouble enough." FP says, Alice laughs in agreement.

"Believe me, I know, but my parents don't know shit about anything you two do or get me to do and I'd like to keep it that way. Believe it or not I actually like hanging out with you losers."

"Oh I believe it." Alice says. "Now if you'll excuse me," She gets up from the bed and pull down her short skirt to a more modest length. "I'm going to go talk to your mom."

"Alice! No, wait!" Fred says, trying to grab her before she can get away.

"Mrs. Andrews?" Alice coos, shooting Fred a devilish smirk before skipping downstairs.

Fred turns around and glares at FP. "She's all yours."

"You introduced me to her." FP says in defence. Fred chooses to ignore the comment and chases after Alice.

"Alice, dear, what is it?" Mrs. Andrews asks with a pleasant smile. Fred just thanks god that you can't smell the weed Alice has on her.

"Well, Mrs. Andrews, we have a small problem."

"Oh dear, is everyone alright?"

"Oh yes, don't worry, everyone's fine, 30 fingers and 30 toes between us all. Actually the problem here is with Fred's memory, you see there's a party tonight, just a little get together in honour of senior year, and it slipped Fred's mind until FP and I came to get him. So I was just wondering if you'd be alright with him going?"

"I can't see why not, I trust you two will take care of my son?"

"Of course Mrs. Andrews, have I ever let you down before?" Alice smiles. It's a wonder to both Fred and FP how she can switch from devilish to angelic in a matter of minutes.

"We won't let anything happen to him, Ms. A. Scouts honour." FP says, doing the Boy Scout sign he learned when he was a little kid.

"Alright, but don't be out too late. I want you home before the sun comes up."

"Of course mom."

"Alright, well I guess I'll see you in the morning. I'll leave the back door unlocked for you." Fred nods and heads back up this room, followed closely by FP and Alice.

When they're in his room again he changes into the shirt Alice had thrown at him earlier and turns to her for approval. She walks up to him and unbuttons a few buttons on his shirts and ruffles his hair a bit. "There." Alice says, taking a step back and looking impressed with her work, even if it's not much.

"You guys better not be bringing me to some lame party, I didn't even want to go tonight and you promised we'd have a good time."

"We've been best friends since kindergarten Fred, have I ever let you down?" Alice asks, leaning back into FP's body.

"Yes, many, many times." He replies and she rolls her eyes.

"Well I'm not going to let you down this time."

"Yeah, like we already told you, even if the party sucks, we got our own fun thanks to Alice here." FP says, his hand slipping further down to curl over her chest, right where he knows she's packing weed.

Fred just smiles and shakes his head at the two of them. "Alright Cheech, lets go."