Brallon~ Raised By Wolves

Popsicle Sticks

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A/N I have no clue what I'm doing with the classes because I'm in junior high and I'm not sure if it's different in high school so I'm making things up as I go. Science class is with a science teacher (obviously) and Ik you don't learn bought bridges in whatever grade Dal is in but to bad I'm sorry I need this to happen... enjoy the chapter Fren's :)

~Is it Friday? Or Saturday? Shh, pretend it's Friday~

We walk into science class and take our seats. Josh and Tyler aren't in this class sadly. Brendon and I take our seats at the back because we're cool kids.

Just kidding, I'm the socially awkward kid who sits in the back and Brendon is my supporting boyfriend who will beat the shit out of anyone who touches me.

Brendon nibbles on my fingers as we wait for class to start. When the bell rings I pull my hand away and Brendon pouts.

"Okay class! Settle down, settle down, today we're going to be building bridges. We've been talking about forces and structures for a while, you will have one partner and will design what kind of bridge, when done you can start building, also keep tract of what you use and record it, you may start, if you have any questions feel free to ask me," Brendon looks around as if he has no partner.

Rude...

"Bren, wanna be partners?" I ask, clearly knowing the answer is yes.

"Is Josh in this class?" My eyes go wide.

How dare me reject me! For Josh?!

"Josh?" He asks looking around.

Would you rather date Josh. Well ha! He's taken! Your taken and you're not breaking up with me- I'm sorry. I'm being an overprotective boyfriend...

"He's not in this class," Brendon smiles.

"We partners?" I nod, he gives me a toothy grin.

"Yep! So I have an idea Bren, triangles and braces. Lots of them okay?" Brendon nods.

"Do you know what those are?"

"Nope!" Brendon says while popping the p.

"Look, triangle," I say while making a triangle with my fingers, I scan the room and point at triangles.

I pull out paper and draw what I'm thinking of. I label some things so I remember.

"You ready to start?" Brendon nods, we head to the teacher and show him our design, he approves of it and we get some popsicle sticks, around 30 or something, who gives a shit I'll count later.

I give a shit.

I grab a hot glue gun. Wait, oh fuck, Brendon is going to burn himself and I'm going to have to take him to the hospital.

Well, whatever.

I lead Brendon over to the nearest plug in the room and plug it in. We sit on the floor and wait.

"Okay Brendon I have an idea," I say while playing the popsicle sticks on the ground in a weird way.

He stares at them with wide eyes.

Why's he looking at it like that?

"Oh by the way, do not, and I mean do not, touch this," I say while gesturing to the tip or whatever you want to call it of the glue gun.

"It will hurt you," I say.

Brendon nods.

"Let's start I guess," we then get to work.

~Later on~

Our bridge is half way done.

I put some glue on the stick- OWW!

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" I shove my finger in my mouth, I let out a whine and shut my eyes tightly.

Fuck that hurt! It hurts, it burns!

"Dal! What happened?!" Brendon asks.

I take my finger out of my mouth and look at it, a bit red...

"I burnt myself," Brendon frowns.

"Brendon, I really need to use the bathroom, well, I'm going to put my finger under cold water, do what I showed you okay?" Brendon nods, I get up and leave to the bathroom.

I rinse my finger under the cold water. Might as well wash my hands too right? I wash my hands being the clean person I am. Once done I dry my hands (obviously) and walk back to the class.

I walk in and head to the spot we're in. My eyes go wide.

"BRENDON!" I shout.

He sits there, popsicles sticks surrounded him, chewed, popsicle sticks surrounded him. Brendon is chewing one right now- the bridge- it's destroyed!

"Brendon?! Wha-why?! We were half way done- why did you-" I start hyperventilating.

Deep breaths Dal...

Breathe in...

Breathe out...

I take many deep breaths.

"I-I like bitting sticks..." I groan and sit down next to Brendon.

Well, I slide my back down the wall making whiny sounds.

"W-Was Brenny not suppose to do that..." I nod.

"It's okay... we can work at it at home," Brendon nods. For a little we glue the sticks back together but then the bell rings. I grab the sticks and shove them in my bag, I have a glue gun at home we can use.

We walk out of the class.

Looks like this weekend we're working on this...

~Sorry for big time skip but Sunday!~

"Brendon- no, yes, I need that," I say while pointing at the scissors.

He gives me them and I try cutting a popsicle stick in half. It works. Aw hell yeah.

"Brenny, I tru- kinda trust you, I need to to glue this, to this," I say while handing him the broken stick and showing him what to glue.

"I'm getting us something to eat," I say while leaving, I head to the kitchen, what can we eat?

Popcorn.

Yes. The perfect snack. I search my pantry for popcorn and finally find some. I unfold it and put it in the microwave, I press the buttons and it starts microwaving.

Might as well help Brendon for like, two minutes. I go back upstairs and Brendon actually did what he was suppose to. He was about to making another one before Brendon burns himself.

"Ow!" Brendon lets out whimpers, he looks around and then shoves his finger, in, my, mouth.

Excuse me, personal space... or mouth...

But Dallon you've made out with him, your tongues have touched.

Shut up!

"Brendon!" I say but it was very muffled. Bren pulls his finger out of my mouth while whimpering.

"It hurts!" Brendon says, he rubs the spit on his jeans and pokes his finger. Brendon pouts.

"Don't worry, the pain will go away," I speak softly.

"C-Can B-Brenny hug Dal?" I nod, Brendon comes over to me and sit on my lap, he hugs me tightly and I hug back. Brendon nuzzles his face into my neck.

"I-It hurt," I nod and kiss Brendon on the top of his head.

"I know... I know... come on, let's continue, we can do the rest at school," he nods and gets off me.

We continue a bit longer before we get bored.

Fuck, I forgot about the popcorn...

A/N hi Fren's, there will be a part two of this :)