"I swear! When I find out which one of you dumbasses ate the leftover cheese cake they are going to feel my wrath!"
Ted stomped angrily into the room, where the others were chilling on the couch and watching some sad dog movie on TV despite a few of them frequently complaining about stupid plot points. Carson stifled a laugh, Travis gesturing for Ted to move out of the way of the screen as Cooper threw a piece of popcorn at the tallest in the group. "Boo! Get off the stage!" he said, a few of the others joining in with their own comments. Ted frowned. "Not until one of you speak up. Who ate the cake?"
Noah pointed to an empty spot on the couch. "Just sit down and watch the movie," he said. "We'll get you a new dumb cheese cake later." His gaze returned to the screen as Ted sat down in the seat between Schlatt and Travis, Cooper piled in at least three blankets in front of him.
"Stop hoarding blankets," Charlie whispered to the boy on the floor. Cooper turned his head in the other's direction, eyes narrowed as he whispered back a, "No."
"Carson, Cooper's being a hoarder!" Charlie complained. Carson shrugged. "Use force to get a blanket," he suggested, obviously too focused on the movie to care about what was happening in the other side of the couch. Cooper shook his head vigorously, tossing a blanket in Charlie's direction. The other happily took it, glad that he didn't have to be cold anymore.
Noah paid attention to what was happening around him, but, along with Travis and Carson, his attention was focused solely on the movie. It displayed the dog growling at a zebra plush that had miraculously come to life, tearing out it's own stuffing. It was an intriguing sight even though it was obviously CGI, the idea just quite grabbing.
Schlatt laughed at the dog, calling it dumb as it could have just 'eaten the zebra before it could commit suicide'. This earned him a sharp glare from Ted. He gave the other a surprised look. "What? I'm right!" he whisper-shouted, getting an eye roll in return.
And even though there was a lot of commotion going along the couch from almost everybody, it was an enjoyable moment for each and every member of the group. No cameras, no insults, no fans judging their every move. As the comforting night slowly changed to dawn, they played at least three more movies, their laughter and judgment about acting faded. All seven of them remained silent after the first hour and enjoyed the presence of each other, forgetting about Ted's eaten cheese cake and all the worries of tomorrow.
Been feeling like shit recently so I decided to make a short and slightly fluffy thing idk
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Pogs n Shit (a oneshot book)
Fanfiction"Sorry, what? I couldn't hear you over the sound of my crippling debt." Platonic and sometimes satirical or angsty oneshots that will either make you sad or happy. There is no inbetween. I'll probably work on these whenever I can't be bothered to wr...
