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Glad to know you're still enjoying it.
And never fear!
I'm pretty sure that I'll write the next chapter entirely in Brendon's point of view.
Although there might be another time jump...
Anyway, nice to know you're still interested :)

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I was so waiting for someone to request a Ross/Urie fan-fic.
Nice job.

Thanks for the comment on my story. :)

updating spree, yes, becuse in like the past 24 hours i have gotten like a bazillion comments and that has made me very happy and update!
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i made the font bigger, hopefully that should work now, but let me know if your still having problems with it

im going to change the layout now, hopefully that will work, but in the mean time, i think if you press default layout in the top right corner you should be able to read it

updated!
hopefully this time you can read it!
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its a filler, but i thought id make a funny filler

there now you have the whole chapter all on your wall!
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We all, including Pete, stayed up the whole night, well day, watching movies. And by watching movies I mean, burying my head in Andy’s shirt the whole time, too scared to look at the screen.

“Okay, its over little miss scaredy cat.” Joe said referring to the movie.

“I’m sorry, but why do you guys always have to pick such gruesome movies?” I shivered thinking about all the dismembered bodies I had seen in the past few hours while sitting on this couch.

“Because,” Joe started saying, “were guys. What else would we watch? And plus, there are four of us, and only one of you, majority rules.”

“Whatever. I’m going to bed. I’ll see you guys later.” I started to get up, but Patrick pulled me back down.

“Come on, one more movie? I promise it wont be too bad.”

“Fine. What are we watching?” I asked caving into his request.

“The Blair Witch Project.” Joe said with a big smile plastered on his face.

“Goodnight.” I stood up once again, only to be pulled back down, again. “What?” I asked starting to get frustrated.

“If your not going to watch the move, we all know your not that tiered, so can you make a run to the store for us? I’m getting low on the tomatoes for Pete’s blend. And we have like zero food left for the rest of us.”

“Fine. Do you have a list somewhere?”

“Yup.” Patrick stated.

“And where would I find it?”

“Right up here.” He said smiling at me, and pointing to his head.

“I hate you.” I said turning around and taking some money from the drawer.

“No you don’t, you love me!” Patrick called out as they started their next movie, and I approached the door to the warehouse.

I started the short walk to the store, with no idea what I was supposed to buy, other than more tomatoes.

Pete goes through those tings so fast. We might as well just have a giant tomato garden. At least than we would only have to go out to the store once a week for food.

It was pretty late, so when I got to the store, not very many people were there. The sun was still up, otherwise I would be out, but it was still late.

I grabbed a cart, knowing that when shopping for food for four boys, you need all the space you can get. With the cart in front of me I started down the isles. I picked up random foods we would need like cans of soup, cereal, pancake mix, peanut butter, frozen french fries, and loads more. I rolled the cart over to the produce section and immediately grabbed three bags for tomatoes, knowing that I might need another bag too. I filled up all three bags with tomatoes, making sure none of them had any soft spots. The last time I went shopping for the boys I got one tomato that had a soft spot and Pete when ballistic. He was screaming that if that one had a soft spot than there was something wrong with all of them.

I got some fruit and vegetables for the rest of us who don’t just eat pulverized tomato blends, and headed over to the cash register.

I loaded my items onto the conveyer belt, waiting for the person in front of me to sign her name on the receipt.

I stood in front of the cashier waiting to pay for my items.

“Lots of tomatoes you’ve got there. Making some tomato sauce?” She asked trying to be friendly and start up a conversation.

“Sure.” I replied simply, not wanting to be dragged into a conversation at this hour.

“Have a good day!” She said putting the last bag into the cart.

“Thanks, you too.” I said trying to be nice, and get home as soon as possible to go to sleep. I was starting to get tiered. I had been up for what was going on twenty hours now.

I pushed the cart out to the parking lot, looking at the four bags of food, debating if I could carry all of them back to the warehouse without breaking the plastic, or if I should just take the cart, and return it next week. I decided on just carrying the bags, so I didn’t have to do the grocery run next week too.

I made it back to the warehouse in one piece. I was struggling to get the key out of my pocket, and decided it would be easier to just kick the door in a knock, and hope that someone was still awake and could open the door for me, and possibly be so kind as to help with the groceries. But who am I kidding. I live with a group of immature, nocturnal boys. None of them would still be up, and even if the were, the chances of them helping me with the groceries was about one to a trillion.

After setting all the bags down, getting my key out, opening the door, and holding it open with my foot in order to retrieve the bags I had set down, I was inside the safety of the warehouse.

I put the groceries away in their rightful place, knowing that they would spoil if they were left out for any longer.

I ascended up the stairs to finally get some sleep in my nice, but slightly uncomfortable bed.

I was to tiered to bother turning the light on or changing into pajamas. All I wanted to do was sleep. I walked over to my bed in the dark and crashed down on top of the covers.

I rolled over trying to get comfortable, and my face came in contact with something. I opened my eyes and was greeted with what looked like a sleeping Joe.

“Joe, get out!” I screamed at him, pushing his body over, and having it topple over, and onto the floor.

“Oh my god Joe are you okay?” I asked franticly, getting out of bed to asses the situation.

“Joe?” I asked. He wasn’t moving. “Joe,” I asked again going down to the floor to try and shake him. He had always been a deep sleeper, but this was wrong.

I flipped his body over, and saw a red crimson liquid coming from his mouth.

I let out the loudest shriek I had ever heard.

“What? What is it?” Patrick asked bursting through my door in only his boxers and a t-shirt.

“Joe!” I said pointing to his lifeless body on the ground.

“Holy shit!” Patrick screamed coming over to the other side of my bed. He looked terrified.

“Holy shit!” He said again. “Holy shit, I can’t believe you fell for that!” he screamed in my face.

I heard a laugh coming from the shadowy corner of my room. I looked over to see Pete laughing so hard he had to hold his stomach, and Andy laughing his head off.

“Dude, you so thought I was dead!” Joe said pointing up at me with a big smile on his face.

“I hate you guys!” I screamed at them, taking a pillow off of my bed and first hitting Patrick with it and than Joe. I walked over to the cackling Andy and Pete in the corner, and whacked them with the pillow as well.

“I fucking hate you guys! That was not funny!”

“You should have seen your face!” Pete said, still not able to stop laughing. “You were all, oh my god, Joe is dead!” He said using his best girl voice, and making wild hand movements.

“You guys suck! I’m going to bed, now get out of my room before I kill all of you!”

they all left, Joe still in a fit of laughter.

I crawled back into bed, ready for my well disserved sleep.

Sometimes I seriously want to just leave them. But than I think of all the fun we have, and how much I would miss them. I could never leave these boys. They were my family, even if they did pull pranks on me all the time. I still loved them no matter what.

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depending on what time i get home from thanxgivng dinner with my familia i will update tomorrow or the next day
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Its to do with the turn in her life :) I didnt even think about the parent one lol thanks for the comment :)