Let's Hear It For America's Suitehearts

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3RD POV

Pete had been out of the hospital for about 2 months now. Brendon and Pete rented a small apartment nearby until they could get the portal opened, or someone from the other side could.

The metal prosthetic was something to get used to, but it didn't take long for Pete to get the hang of using it correctly. Brendon worked from his computer now so they still had their income source, luckily.

They were just casually laying around the room, as they did most days, and watching whatever happened to be playing then. It was the news before, but a kids cartoon came on afterwards.

The opening had brightly colored characters, save one who was dressed in the darkest blacks and shiniest golds. Pete glanced to the screen and shot up quickly upon seeing it.

"Brendon, wake the hell up!" Pete shouted and threw a pillow at Brendon's head, waking him up quickly.

"Huh?" He answered groggily.

"Look at the screen!" Pete shoved a metallic finger towards the show where characters were conversing amongst themselves.

"Yeah? That show has been on air since I was a kid, what about it?" Brendon was now fully awake, staring with concern at the freaked out guy in the armchair.

"Brendon, those are me and my friends.. The one in yellow is Patrick.." A sad look overcame Pete's usually warm, sanguine eyes.

"Pete, are you sure you aren't losing it?" The forehead looked like he was about to call 911 or something.

"Down, set, one. Hut, hut, hike. Media, please. Let's hear it for America's Suitehearts." Pete spoke the lyrics in perfect time with the show. Brendon's eyes widened. "Brendon, I came from that place, and now my family is back there. We have to go soon."

Brendon stared in shock, but soon nodded.

-IN AMERICA-

"Benzedrine, please come out from your lab, its been a week!" Horseshoe Crab yelled down the stairs, his hand linked with Donnie's.

A loud explosion was heard from downstairs as well as a noise of excitement, obviously spawning from the doctor.

Loud footsteps came barreling up the stairs to reveal Benzedrine's grinning face and messy hair. "My friends, I've found it! We can finally bring home Pete and Brendon! It may have only taken about 3 months, but I've finally gotten it."

The two stared in shock. "Well then, what the hell are we waiting for? What all do we need?" Donnie grabbed a notebook from his chest pocket and found a pen on Benzedrine's table.

"Well, lets see.."

-TIME SKIP-

5 hours later, rope, a gas mask, a stake, and an odd looking purple liquid filled tube sat on the kitchen table in the doctor's home.

"So here's the plan," Benzedrine started. All three, now including Ryan, all listened intently. "I'm going through. I need you guys to stay back and hold the rope I'll be attached to. That place between worlds is hard as hell to breathe in, so that's obviously what the gas mask is for, and the stake is for if things go wrong. Stake the rope into the ground and get as close to the portal and start pulling me out."

"What does the potion looking thing have to do with this?" Ryan asked.

"Well, I've specially created it to keep open both sides of the portal for as long as I need, which will be around 10 minutes. When I crush the tube, the 'potion' will disappear into that spots atmosphere and spread as far as it can to keep open both sides. " The small, suit-clad doctor explained.

"Alright, great. Now, let's get back Pete and Brendon." Horseshoe grinned.

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