3RD POV
The group of boys all piled into Brendon's large car with Brendon driving, Ryan in the passenger seat, Joe and Andy taking the two backseats, and Pete and Patrick taking the 3rd row.
They all arrived at the museum. Nobody really knows why they're there, but nobody really minds. It gets them all out of the house.
Brendon pays for all their tickets and the group goes inside. The day is consisted of mainly Pete telling Patrick that he's more beautiful than every art piece here and Joe annoying Andy.
After a few hours, everyone leaves. They make it back to the house and head up to their rooms to hang out.
"Patrick, before you lay down can you turn on the TV?" Pete asked, already under the covers.
Patrick hummed in response before clicking the 'on' button and grabbing the remote. Not much was on, but they finally settled on the original Halloween movie.
Pete played with the smaller's hair while Michael Myers was currently slitting a girls throat in the background. It wasn't long before they both had fallen asleep, even though it was still midday. Sleep is a glorious thing.
~Time Skip to Morning~
Everybody got called into work today. The house was quiet with just Ryan, as Brendon worked most days. Ryan worked from home most of the time.
He had been putting all the laundry through the wash for about an hour now and was just getting to Patrick's. Ryan grabbed a pair of jeans and was about to put them in the washer, until he heard crinkling inside.
Ryan reached in the pocket and pulled out a photograph. There were four people: one wearing all red, one wearing all green, one wearing all black, and one wearing all yellow. They all stood in front of a carousel with a green river surrounding it. He took a closer look and noticed that they were the also the four boys that were staying in his house.
Patrick was wearing yellow, Pete was wearing black, Joe was wearing red, and Andy was wearing green. He flipped the photograph to find cursive writing. 'America's Suitehearts' was in large letters at the top and names were listed below. 'Benzedrine, Sandman, Horseshoe Crab, Donnie the Catcher'
Ryan laid the pair of jeans on top of the washer and went out to the kitchen to lay the photo on the table. He then went back to what he had been doing before.
HI IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT I WANTED TO GET IT OUT OK ANYWAYS SO I R E A L L Y NEED A RESPONSE FROM YALL ON THIS ONE, WOULD IT BE OKAY FOR IF IN MAYBE THE CHAP AFTER THE NEXT I COULD TIMESKIP A FEW YEARS? I LOVE WRITING THIS DONT GET ME WRONG, BUT I DONT HAVE ANYTHING PLANNED FOR THE MIDDLE, ONLY TOWARDS THE END. SO YEAH PLS PLS ANSWER CAUSE I ONLY WANNA DO WHAT YOU GUYS ARE OKAY WITH ME DOING :) SO I HOPE YALL LIKED THIS RLLY LAME CHAPTER ANYWAYS YEAH BYE!!
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Let's Hear It For America's Suitehearts
FanficIn the crazy world that Benzedrine, Sandman, Horseshoe Crab, and Donnie live in, anything can happen. [im very bad at summaries so this is gonna be peterick and most likely some trohley]