it was like any other day, calum guessed, so he just went about his day just like normal. he dodged the usual mean word and failing grade, sitting at his lunch table consisting of his two friends, which was quite surprising for calum, considering he was one of the loserist losers.
"cal, what was the english homework?" pete asked, plopping down on his rusted seat on the bench next to patrick. [yes yes i did] the three had been sitting outside since 7th grade, and they were juniors now. figures. "why don't you ask patrick?" calum spoke monotonically, taking his normal bites of his apple. patrick was the only one who ever listened in class, so there was really no reason to ask the other two.
"good point. pat, what's the assignment?" pete asked, turning himself to completely face patrick. patrick rolled his eyes. "there wasn't one. why don't you just listen in class, then you won't have to bombard me with your questions?" he spoke, lips moving too fast for pete to make out any words. "shut up, stump. class is boring so we don't listen. easy as that." calum interrupted, making pete chuckle and patrick groan at the mention of his last name.
"shut up calum." patrick muttered, standing up, for he knew the bell was about to ring to release them to their next period. pete and calum called it a sixth sense, but patrick just told them it was because he was always looking at the clock because he wanted nothing more but to 'get away from you idiots'. pete and calum would always just laugh and roll their eyes. patrick usually chuckled a few times, too.
even if it seemed to other people that the three hated each other at times, they were pretty much brothers. none of them had any other friends, so they were kind of forced to be. that's just how the trio worked. they had odd dynamics, but they never let each other down.
they pretty much thought the same way, and they all rolled their eyes whenever they heard a random guy droning on about hot trixie tang was. honestly, they were all done with girls. that's why they were gay. now, of course, no one but each other knew that. but people assumed that calum was. that was the main reason calum was bullied. yet, calum was still considered a 'bad boy'. tattoos weren't widely appreciated in his town.
as soon as the bell rang, calum realized that he had crocker's class next period. "yo guys, i'm skipping, copy down the notes for me pat! and the homework!" "but-" "bye dudes!"
well, patrick never let any of them down. pete and calum, however, were a different story.
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calum unlocked the door to the-hopefully-empty house ever so quietly, silently praying that his sister wasn't home and was out with her friends doing drugs or whatever it is they do. calum, patrick, and pete preferred listening to green day, but whatever keeps satan out of the house and happy.
fortunately, his devil of a sister wasn't at the house. he let out a relieved sigh, dropped his backpack from his shoulder and into his hand, and began his ascend up the creaky stairs.
although, it had been a perfectly normal, traumatizing, aggravating day as usual, there was something that calum didn't expect waiting for him in his bedroom.
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AN: FORESHADOWING
Just a little insight into calum and his brain :)
So yeah, this is going to be a fairly oddparents type fic, calum, of course, is timmy, patrick aj, and pete is chester. Mali is going to be vicki oops. None of the characters really have too many similarities to their original, though, so it's pretty much loosely based. Patrick does not live in a trailer and he ironically plays the banjo. Just kidding. Maybe. Yeah...
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Fairly Gayparents {cashton}
Fanfiction“who the heck are you?!” “the best thing to ever happen to you.” “shut up michael, we’re your fairy godparents.” Or, a cashton fairly oddparents au in which calum needs some serious help, and michael and luke are exactly what he needs. maybe. [lower...
