The police

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"Hey sweetheart!" Your mom says as she opens the door.
"Mom where's dad? We really need to talk to him." You tell her as you squeeze Brendon's hand.
"He's in his study. Very nice to see you Brendon."
"You too ma'am." Brendon smiles. You drag Brendon to your fathers study.
"Dad?" You say as you approach the study.
"What's up pumpkin? Good evening Brendon." Your dad asks looking up from some old files, then slightly nods at Brendon.
"Remember how when I moved out you told me to come to you when I felt unsafe?"
"You're not saying.." Your dad saying standing up.
"Mhm." You nod your head. Brendon is just watching and listening.
"I remember when we installed this. Never thought we'd have to use it." He says walking over to a cabinet. He opened it and pushed the button.
"Yes chief?" Someone says from the speaker behind the button.
"Code fall." Your dad says as he starts to gather a few things. You could hear people yelling in the background.
"Go up to your room. The both of you. We'll take care of it. Stay here for a few nights." Your dad says, his back toward you. You take Brendon to your old room. Brendon looks around, looking at all the music and musical instruments.
"Woah." Brendon said in astonishment.
"Yeah, I loved music and still do. Open that door." You say pointing to a door. He opens the door and sees a full music room with a bunch of equipment and P!ATD items.
"You're a few years older than me so I idolized you. I thought you were perfect. And still do." You smile. Brendon looks around and messes with the equipment and instruments. When he looks back you were passed out asleep.

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