Would You Rescue Me If I Need Your Help | Misfits

Now where have I seen this before?

IMPORTANTE: YO so this is BASED OFF of real ppl, but I no way in hell want to assume anything about their irl selves. So, this'll be set in an ALTERNATE UNIVERSE, and the characters depicted are basically just personas of them. Also, I know that Swagger's real name probably isn't Eric, but I'm gonna put that instead (yes, putting Swagger does sound better but ye). 

Cover art by flucking feathers on Tumblr, they have really nice drawings!  

The day had started off so well.

Cam had a full eight hours of sleep for once, he'd just hit five million subscribers that morning and his coffee didn't taste like recycled trash for once.

He was actually humming as he walked into the misfits house to visit his friends, him being in a good mood for the first time in a long while.

"What's up bitch!" Toby greeted when Cam had rung the doorbell. "Mason's still sleeping, so no shouting. Or actually, maybe we should. He's slept enough."

"Well, I've brought Hungry Jack's, so I guess it's a shame if he doesn't wake up," Cam chuckled, holding up a bag.

"Wow, you've done something for this family for once!" Toby teased, delighted. Toby turned around, motioning for Cam and they both walked into the house, with Cam dropping the bag onto the counter.

"HEY MASON!" Cam yelled, walking into said person's room. "IT'S ALMOST 12! TIME TO TAKE UP!"

"You're a fuckin cunt," Mason sleepily groaned, tossing one arm over his eyes to cover them from the sudden sunlight as Cam opened the window shutters. "Ugh, my head's THROBBING."

"You didn't get high for once?"

"Nah mate, got drunk."

"You did this to yourself," Cam replied. "Get up bitch, I got Hungry Jack's for you."

"My head hurts cunt," Mason complained, not an inch of his body moving off of the bed. "Spare me the torture."

Cam frowned. He didn't even get up the bed for Hungry Jack's, so maybe his head was hurting a lot. He moved his hand over Mason's forehead.

"Holy shit, you're burning up!" Cam exclaimed, feeling the heat underneath his palm. "I think you've got a fever mate, let's check the temperature."

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"So what you guys are saying," Cam sighed, hand on his forehead. "Is that you've got no food in the fridge, and no thermometer???"

"Eric and I were supposed to do the groceries today!" Toby pointed out. "We can head to the store real quick and get somethin' for Mason as well."

"Alright, but I'm coming with you guys."

"Coming, you say?"

"Toby," Cam said, laughing lightly.

"Fineee, let's head out to the car," Toby replied, exaggerating his resigned voice as he walked out the door.

"Alright, let's get some bitches!" Eric exclaimed, filing out after them.

"No Swagger, we're only getting groceries," Cam said in his patient dad voice.

"Fuck you dad."

"Sorry I'm not into incest."

Cam closed the door behind him and grinned, saying, "let's get this bread."

"Which we DO actually need," Toby replied, holding up a list with the names of the items they certainly needed. Toby then grabbed a camera, held it up, and began recording.