Treebros oneshots

"Whatcha doin for thanksgiving?" "You."

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**Insert Beebo Urine**

** B E E B O U R I N E D E A L W I T H I T**

**3rd person**

Ah yes. The soft bitter coldness has arrived blowing throughout the atmosphere. The birbs are flying to the south and the fanfiction writers are already ready for Christmas presents, a new laptop that their mom would let them carry to the hotel so they can write fanfiction. Evan sighed and waited for Conner to get home, his best friend. Evan has been meaning to ask Conner out but that hasn't worked out. Conner claims he has a boyfriend but *cough* He doesn't *cough*. As your fellow treebro fan/ writer, I will with all my power to get these together, with the power of God itself, Beebo Urine power.

The two live together as roommates. Conner was working late and Evan was helping pay for it from his home job that he doesn't do. Evan saw the lights pull up. Conner walked into the house knowing that Evan unlocks the door for him. "Sup," Conner said putting his keys down. "How was your job?" Evan said in a monotone sorta way. Evan is a bit pissed at Conner for telling him that he loves him while he was "High" and trying to kiss him. Evan wasn't an idiot. He knew Conner wasn't high, because the night before he threw out Conner's drugs.

"Ev, I said I was sorry. I was high." Conner said. "Bull," Evan said, not looking up from his fanfiction. "What makes you think that?" Conner said plopping down beside Evan. "Because I threw out every drug you had," Evan said. Conner silently sat there. He honestly didn't know how to cover this one. "Well. You figured me out. What else do you know about me?" Conner asked. 

Evan looked at Conner's neck, and come to his surprise (not really) there was no hickeys. "You don't have a boyfriend," Evan said. Conner was surprised. "Proof?" Conner asked. "You don't have any hickeys. With an absolute beautiful boyfriend like you, you would have ton." Evan said. Conner formed the pinkish tin on his cheeks. "When did you become so smart?" Conner asked. Evan shrugged. Conner picked up Evan and sat him on his lap. 

"Conner! Let me go! I'm still mad at you!" Evan said trying to squirm out of Conner's grasp. "Nope. Your mine now." Conner said, kissing the back of Evan's head. Conner turned Evan around, still holding him tight. Conner kissed Evan on the lips and Evan refused to kiss back. "Conner... Stahp... You're basically molesting me." Evan said in-between Conner's kisses.

"It's not molesting if you like it, Evan. There is a difference." Conner said with a wink. Evan blushed. "What if I didn't like it?" Evan said. "Then I would be molesting you," Conner replied. "Okay. I don't like it. I'm calling the police to come arrest you." Evan said trying to squirm away from Conner's grasp once again. "I know you like it, Evan. I can basically feel your boner." Conner said, lightly rubbing Evan's boner. 

Evan once again blushed. Evan just let his headrest on Conner's shoulders. "You're a pain in the ass Conner," Evan mumbled into Conner's shoulder. "The only pain I want in your ass would be me so I take that as a compliment," Conner said. Evan slapped Conner's arm. After a moment of silence, Evan leaned up and looked at Conner. "So, whatcha doin for thanksgiving?" Evan asked. Conner thought for a minute about his answer. "You," Conner said winking. Evan's face was red. 

"Conner I know we haven't got together yet but I have legally broke up with you," Evan said. "No!" Conner said. Evan got up from Conner's lap and grabbed his briefcase. "Goodbye," Evan said. "Oh no. Evan is gone." Conner said dramatically. And with a heavy sigh, Conner "fainted".  "Oh no, my true love!" Evan said dramatically came racing to his side. "You must save me with a true loves kiss," Conner whispered. "And if I don't?" Evan said. "Then I'll be ded." Conner whispered. "Okay fine. You got me." Evan said rolling his eyes. 

Evan gave Conner the kiss he was longing for. A passionate kiss flew between the two. Evan giggled a bit, thinking about the old dialogue. "I love you so fucking much," Evan said pulling away from Conner. "Me also," Conner said sitting up. "Does that mean we're together?" Conner asked. "I guess." Evan shrugged. 

And that ends my job. (No it doesn't) I must fly now off into the sunset to find Beebo Urine and Cody Carson.

**Insert a picture with me and Cody Carson and Beebo Urine**