"What the hell are you and why are you following me?" I demanded, angrily, as I rubbed my sore arms. "I am a Specially Created Observational Technological Trainee, otherwise known as an S.C.O.T.T. Your safety is my top priority. I have been trained to tend to my human," he explained. Ok, I could play along. "Well, S.C.O.T.T is too much to say, so I'm going to call you Scott, is that ok?" I asked. "If it is ok with you, then it is ok with me," he replied. "Ok cool, so...how do I get rid of you?"

Scomiche one shots. Enjoy! SMUT INCLUDED 😉 Disclaimer: PLEASE note that these characters you're reading about aren't the real Scott Hoying and Mitch Grassi. They're characters named after them, based off of them, but they aren't really them. They're just characters in a story, not real life people. In most of the scenarios that I wrote about, there's always something different between the real them and the fictional them I wrote about. If you've ever written a short story or something similar, you always based your characters on someone you know, right? But it's not them? Well, that's what this is. Yes, it's still fanfiction, but it's just that. Fiction. It's a fictional story with fictional ideas, fictional characters and fictional scenes. There's nothing real about it, except that they're words on an electronic screen. I just wanted to clear that up for anyone who was uncomfortable reading that kind of stuff. This collection is just a bunch of random fanfics. I will be writing smut as well, but not every time it's needed. But be careful reading that, cause I can get very vulgar with those kinds of things. Especially when I'm writing while tired.

Just a bunch of fluffy, sad and maybe a few smutty ( we shall see) little stories about our two favorite people!

The struggles of being a PENTAHOLIC I kinda saw this on line and copied it but ya Enjoy!

One shots of your favourite boys Mitchy and Scotty xx (contains smut)

〝 "scott?" i said quietly, gaining his attention. "hm?" scott mumbled. i sat next to him and we didn't look at each other. "i'm sorry," i said after some silence. in that small, silent moment, i could feel my heart rip apart at my words and i nearly heard his breaking. "okay," he said very quietly, like as if he didn't want me to hear it, "i am too." and that's when mine completely tore. 〞 *** trigger warnings: this story includes the following ;; suicidal thoughts, depression, self hatred, mature language & one sexual/smutty scene. if you're not comfortable with any of those, i highly suggest for you to skip this book and go onto the next. { completed } { warning: this story is *extremely* old & poorly written!!! }