(pilots.)
(also someone tell my editor to stop making my ~~ to **, i like the wavy wavy >:-()
(i don't think i will, lo, I NEED THE PROFESSIONAL AESTHETIC I'M AN EDITOR FOR A REASON)
(plus i like pissing you off it's fun)
Tré stayed on Earth, waiting for Patrick to wake up. He didn't want to wake Patrick up because, a) Patrick looked like a little bunny in the blankets, and b) he was scared Pete would show up if he forced Patrick up.
So he just sat in silence, realizing he messed up his mission. How was he supposed to explain that? Was he going to be exiled for letting the demon win? But he was locked in the bathroom, of course, he couldn't have won that.
He groaned as he continued to realize that he shouldn't have fallen for the simple trick that had him distracted. The fire was pretty, and he loved watching the flame change shapes and colors.
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Patrick woke up with a groan and sat up. He looked around, remembering what happened a few hours ago. Patrick sighed and sat by the fireplace by Tré.
"Demons are garbage, do you want to go back up to Heaven where they can't get us?" Patrick asked. Tré nodded and grabbed Patrick's hand as Patrick snapped up there.
Immediately, Tré was stopped by Dallon. He asked Tré to follow him and Tré felt the fear rise through him. Tré turned around and saw Patrick give an awkward thumbs up.
--EN: AHA, YOU THOUGHT I WILL STOP? NEVAAAAAAH. i am the asterisk bandit. this is a short one but show it some love. AND WINE. i want wine.. whatever, i'm signing out. ~ ryan--
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Daddy's Little Psycho {DISCONTINUED}
Fanfiction"You aren't supposed to be up here." "Listen here, pretty boy, I'll go where I wish, when I wish, so, how about you come with me and we can both ditch this place." "Go away."
