A/N: I admit first chapter was a bit horrific ngl. Colon is the birth ship name we gave Cole Sprouse x Brian David Gilbert in the dream and the hospital that this dream was set in is indeed much gay. Ok let's go Chapter 2 boys
Brian tilted his head back in frustration, sat against the glossy wooden furniture shoplifted from oak furniture land in Cole's office, vaguely aware of his beautiful mane of hair. The office was perched quite literally on the southern side of Saint Sappho Private Hospital, upheld by thousands of tiny little men groaning below him, casting stunning views of the swirling landscape. The swirling part was because of the edibles but it was still beautiful. Cole Sprouse ran/inherited the institute and I was a nurse who worked in the lower sector below him, until we became the homosexual power couple of the ironically named Sappho Private.
"Hurry up, Dr. Pence is waiting outside and he wants to talk to you"
He sung quite literally in his angelic voice to the desk in the middle of room, where a shape was huddled underneath fucking around.
"Shut it brian I'll go see him"
Cole stands up and throws something in discernable to the floor. Upon closer inspection it was piece of paper with the Perfect Pokerap scribbled on it from when brian was writing that shit and it somehow ended up e V e r y w h e r e. Before Cole could even make his way to the door, a sweaty, ellie like gust of wind swirled into the room as an exasperated Dr. Pence slams open the doors with his lack of hair.
"Theres some weird cunt in full fucking armour who eyes are now currently on fire sir" Dr Pence yelled with a somewhat concerned expression on his face. Cole stared and answered back at him.
"That sounds like a you problem"
He moves to close the doors again before Dr. Pence pushes them open again, grapping Coles arm and intertwining one of his legs with Brian's to drag them out into the fluorescent lit hospital corridor where orderlys and nurses were pottering about rooms. He took them to a operation theater where a young girl in an increasingly loud set of armour that's expanding because it can I said so lay on the metal table. Surgeons were just kind of sat looking at her the same way you look at someone who just took a shit in a toy store. One leaned over and Brian heard him utter the words "hey todd what the fuck" to his colleague, giving Brian an odd surge of Deja Vu for some reason. The girl on the table is sat rigidly still, mouthing the I'm A Weirdo speech almost aggressively while her eyes let out a jet of flames. A computer bank to one side of the room flashed with her IP address momentarily. Cole, still unfazed, leaves silently to get some scran and invites Brian to come with him. Dr Pence squints angrily after them as they leave hand in hand, neither giving zero flying fucks, but I think that's because of the weird bitch with laser eyes.
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The 1940s Hellfic
FanfictionWritten for my favourite Bernie Sanders Enthusiast Amelia The Alpha (please address her as such) I had wild dream that Cole Sprouse and Brian David Gilbert were a power couple running a private hospital in the 1940s with patients and employees rangi...