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Post by Pete Wentz on Mar 31, 2011 0:34:58 GMT -5
Pete was wondering around on his bus and thinking about emo things when he was wandering out of the bus.
"What a foooiinn ass day here it is."
BUT THEN SUDDENLY A PERSON APPEARED.
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Post by Brendon Urie on Mar 31, 2011 4:54:39 GMT -5
"Bro, have you seen Ryan? Nobody's seen him since last night and we think he's done some dumb shit." Brendon hastily said, scrambling up the bus steps just to fall at Pete's feet.
"I'm worried."
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Post by Pete Wentz on Mar 31, 2011 22:26:52 GMT -5
Pete gasped in his shockedness, "BRENDON RYAN IS-HE'S-"
Pete couldn't tell him and he collapsed over in a fit of angst.
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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 1, 2011 4:20:18 GMT -5
Brendon jumped to his feet in an instant.
"WHAT?! TELL ME! I HAVEN'T SLEPT AT ALL, OKAY?!" screamed Brendon at Pete, still barely moving on the floor of the bus.
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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 1, 2011 4:27:49 GMT -5
Pete stood and was still so much shorter than Brendon because he's a fuckin hobbit and said, "RYAN'S DEAD."
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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 1, 2011 4:36:21 GMT -5
Brendon stood there as life dripped from him, limb by limb until he hit the bus floor.
Eyes wide open, he saw everything Ryan ever was flicker in his brain, until the flicker of hope died out.
After a while, Brendon stuttered from the floor, "Y..y-you can't b-be-ee ser-iio-uss..."
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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 1, 2011 18:31:08 GMT -5
Pete brayed like a donkey, "Lol, course I'm not serious, it's April Fools Day!"
Pete patted Brendon's shoulder and said, "No, Ryan's just taking a long shower because we had sex and he felt dirty."
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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 1, 2011 23:55:56 GMT -5
"THAT'S WORSE THAN IF HE'S DEAD!" screamed Brendon, suddenly becoming enraged at Pete and possessive over Ryan.
He grabbed Pete's hand and twisted his arm behind his back, and he had no more words to say as he held his knee into Pete's back, waiting for the inevitable crack that would mean Brendon had done considerable damage.
Suddenly, the ideas ran through his head, Why couldn't Ryan stop whoring around? Is it really Pete's fault?
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Post by Pete Wentz on Apr 2, 2011 1:17:25 GMT -5
Pete spasmed and started to see his life flash before his eyes: birth, school, penis, girls, boys, patrick, patrick, fall out boy, patrick. "AASRHGJ!A!" Pete yelled out, not wanting to die.
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Post by Brendon Urie on Apr 2, 2011 5:23:49 GMT -5
Brendon let go of Pete, knowing he'd do something he'd regret.
Falling onto the seats, he put his face in his hands, muffling his shrieks of anger.
"Why are you and Ryan so on and off? He can't ever choose one of us, he has to flit between us!"
Brendon broke down completely at this point, and all Pete could hear was Brendon repeating "I can't do this anymore..."...
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