Fair warning, this is really long lol.
Trigger warning: Mentions forest fic
Peter:
I was at my locker putting away my books when all of the sudden Ned and MJ walk up to me- they both looked like they had just been crying which is weird because they never cry.
Mainly cause I was the cryer of the group.
But I mean hey, can you blame me?
"GUYS I HAVE A HUGE ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE!" Ned says.
"What's up?" I ask, I put my last book away.
"Josh isn't real," Ned says as if he was waiting for a weird reaction. I had no idea what Ned meant by that.
But clearly MJ knew what he meant because she looked like she wanted to smack him.
"I swear to god Ned if you say that one more time-"
"Wait, who the hell is a Josh and is he real or not? And also, what the fuck is going on?" I asked.
"He is! And if you say otherwise Ned I swear-"
"Okay, enough with the death threats already, MJ, I'm sure you already made your fair share for the day. Now will someone tell me going on or not?" I ask trying to stop the two from fighting (again)
"You know the band Twenty One Pilots?" Ned asks.
I roll my eyes and we proceed to head outside "No, I don't know my favorite band," I respond.
"Well, Ned and I had a sub in 3rd yesterday and we were really bored, so I went on Wattpad and Ned dared me to read Joshler fanfic. Me being the idiot I am who can't turn down a dare agreed and I came across the forest fic-" MJ starts but was soon interrupted by Ned.
"And holy Jesus! We were not prepared for that emotional trauma-"
"Or mental" MJ finishes.
"Or any of it really," They both say at the same time.
"And saying Josh isn't real is relevant to this why?" I ask as I pull out my phone to text happy.
Me: You coming?
Notsohappyhogan: Yes
"I will send you a link to it and the alternate ending the you'll see why it's triggering. Fair warning, you will need tissues also, do not read it when you're with people. Ned and I made that mistake and-" Mj looks at Ned then shudders, "it was not pretty"
Ned nods in agreement.
My phone rings- it's happy "Hey, kid, I'm here please don't be late again,"
"Okay, Hap-a-dap" I respond, I could practically hear happy rolling his eyes if that was possible.
"Whelp that's my cue, I'll see you guys tomorrow," I say as I walk away from my friends.
