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In Too Deep

Title: In Too Deep

Author:






harleen313


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Characters / pairing:
Andy / Joe, Pete / Patrick

Rating: PG
Warnings:
Word count: 6316


Disclaimer: filthy lies. And unfortunately I can not recycle the beloved "come here if you Google your name, Close the page and away from the computer, "because 'is gentaccia not know the Italian XD
Notes: Summary:
So, Joe likes to Andy and Andy like Joe. But of course neither of them can do anything because the only one who might object to is not neutralized by alcohol or amphetamines. So, Pete does not know what to do. Cause I'm in too deep, and I'm Trying to keep, Up above in my head ,
INSTEAD of going under. The matter is simple: to Andy like Joe. It is no secret, it is not at all
, not for no. This is for Joe, but it's just that Joe can sometimes be a detestable bimbominchia unable to realize the most basic things, and, oh, Joe is also a minor, for which the most basic assumptions - that sticks to Andy language in the throat - should be rejected a priori because of the stupid-moralist-Andy. And Joe is lost to Andy, but as I said
is small so try with Andy's one thing seems to be ruled out. Not to mention drunk to Andy and let things go how they go! Why is Andy, the usual stupid-moralist-Andy is a teetotaler. And there are possibilities for him out of the head through drogucce mescaline strung treacherously in his bibitoni because the damn
would notice. After months of forced cohabitation with Pete, has developed a smell similar to that damn dog of a drug. So, Joe likes to Andy and Andy like Joe. But of course neither of them can do anything because the only one who might object to is not neutralized by alcohol or amphetamines. So, Pete does not know what to do - Pete
must do something, there is no question it is his duty to make them jump on each other, must balance the cosmic order of things - and Patrick is not in any help, damn him and his hesitation moral. Stupid
-Patrick-moralist coalition with the stupid moral and Andy. It 's a conspiracy against him! 'It is a conspiracy against me! "
" No, it is not. "" Yes it is! You hate me! "" No to the first, yes to the second. "
Pete's lip begins to quiver, beautifully ignored by Patrick, still trying to read his stupid magazine. "... And stop pretend to step away from tears, not attacks. "But how-?! Oh, maybe they are the super powers of phenomenal Patrick. It did not yet know to what extent, but Patrick has phenomenal super powers. Can not be explained otherwise the damn damn talented kid in question
understand it in every damn time without even looking. As if they had known for years. "Damn brat. "
" Do not blame me, Wentz, if you have the head of a boy of four years. "
Pete opens his mouth to answer, and finally, finally, Patrick raises his eyes from the magazine to fix it angrily. "No, I will give you a hand to make drunk Andy. No, Joe is not one to do certain things. Give up your ideas. Especially the last one you flashed in his head, ommioddio, there are the details for a complaint. "
Without another word, the boy puts the paper carefully, gets out of bed on which he was svaccato and leaves Pete into his abyss of suffering and frustration. Damn brat! He was just eighteen years old and has already decided they did not want indulge! It is not subject to the unquestioned appeal of Pete Wentz!

Damn, damn kid!


* So, the story of Andy and Joe will have to solve everything himself. will be complicated, but to succeed in his business. E 'managed to convince the family of Joe to send their little minor son on tour with Arma Angelus, by comparison, to convince Andy to try - and succeed! - Joe is with a walk.

"No, Pete. "... Obviously excluding the fact that parents Joe not know what kind of element is Pete and Andy however, the damned, I also know too well, to give him a straight. "You do not trust me! "" Exactly. "
Pete looks at him with eyes full of tears, hurt to the depths. "I-thou-" "Think about it, Pete," began Andy, before giving way to end his elaborate concept about the injustice of the world, 'I'll write something very cruel about you because you deserve it', "I from wrong? " No, of course not.
Trust Pete, for any unfortunate who has never committed such a mistake in his life - and broke it committed and one time - has always involved pain and suffering and broken teeth. And more than one visit to the hospital. "Of course yes! "Trilling voice ringing with the insane," I'm your friend! If you do not trust me, who do you trust? "" of a hungry shark? "
" I hate you! "
" No, wait, I have it: an organ traffickers. "
Pete does not want to listen. Such offenses are the evil around him by providing with matchmaker Joe. Or make the matchmaker Joe with him. O-va be ', it's transitive, talking about them.
"... Or a terrorist? Or what you say, a fedayeen? "
'' Fuck! "
Then he gets up and trots away, not knowing who to turn to to get some 'of support. Andy has virtually admitted that more cheerfully follow the advice of a serial killer rather than his, Patrick ... the boycott remains
Joe.

* Your friend Joe trustworthy. Joe has always suffered its charm in a more or less obvious, it has always gone along with anything they suggest to do - yes, the unfortunate first who followed Pete's advice and ended up in hospital? ... Exactly. Joe. - Get to listen at this juncture will not be a problem. "... So I thought that you might try Andy. "He concluded his speech with a casual tone, continuing to shake a hand in the air as if he was still talking.
Joe brings out the orange nose and damn, those bubbles are a bad dog

. "I-what?! »Berco, accidentally spitting on his pants.
"You should try it with Andy," Pete repeats patiently, skillfully changing the verb to indicate the small Trohman servile that he has no chance.
"What-no! "
" Yes! Exclaims with the same tone used by the guy who, oh-that-sweet!, Still believes poterglisi oppose.
"There is no story-! "
there's no choice. "
Okay, Joe has this thing, this horrible thing, he can not say no to Pete. He tried, and still has a scar on the right hip to eternal reminder that no, definitely not

, not in his power to avoid evil plans of the bassist.
E'-maybe it's just that the debtor is eternal
that tour with Arma Angelus, and then contacted him for this new project, Fall Out Boy, and was the first ever to treat him as an adult, and then Andy
. Andy's presented. And now is trying to land them together because, apparently, her crush is not as hopeless as Instead he is convinced. It might even
-
"Pete, please, no. I really do not think I can-not do such a thing. "Pete
shake a hand in the air, exasperated. "Well, I have not asked Mica for the moon! You just have to smile more, talk with others, skip a bit 'Andy, maybe wink in her direction, but no, you're not able to do these things, you-you just have to be a bit' more like me
and a bit 'less Patrick
. "
" Patrick ...? 'And when ever he has molded him? Patrick does not drink, does not smoke
things
Patrick, Patrick does not have a monstrous crush on teenage for a member of the band. O-yeah, well, Patrick has

a monstrous crush on a teenage member of the band - Hello, Pete! - But not show it so clearly.
"Yes, Patrick. The stupid-moralistoide-Patrick. "
And, oh, that's why Pete loves so much: always taught him new words.
"I-I do not feel like, 'peeping Finally, hiding behind a pillow in search of force to oppose the evil ideas of the other.
"But! Joe, I do it for your own good! "
" I have my doubts about it, Pete. 'Mumbles, and indeed, hey, a little' more moral fiber send it to him that pillow.
"You must not! When ever I gave you some wrong advice? "
Bad, bad question.
"When I suggested that you bring that bottle of vodka balanced on my nose," Joe began to list, "and then when you wanted me to try on my skin
What is surfing," Pete begins to be tired of that list useless and boring. "Balle! "
" ... And then there was the time I was sent to buy alcohol and they caught me, "
" Joseph Trohman, small unbeliever, do not you trust me?! "Thunders the bassist, waving his hand under the nose with menacing look.
Joe does not answer, merely shaking her head, and Pete decides he needs a plan.
He failed to convince even

Joe, who is in his hands as I place, and it is serious. Must-have to find something.
* "So," begins clearing his voice, "Joe wants to try it with Andy. "" Not true. "" Yes it's true. "" I have a heartfelt call to confirm that Joe my theories. "Fuck
. "Well, he changed his mind! "
" Within five minutes? "Patrick has to stop-well, to be
Patrick . He and his damned super powers. Pete collapses on a couch, staring at dull ahead, cursing anyone who came into his head at the moment, from Andy to finish with Patrick through Joe and the parents of all three idiots who were appointed. The are putting a spoke in the wheel! illegally!
He just wants to work for the common welfare, there is no reason to put a spoke in the wheel! "You are all idiots of emo," mutters to himself, drawing a circle on the floor with your toe and torturing the sleeves of sweatshirts - neon yellow, made especially for the occasion to entertain the world with the power of - here, neon yellow - distractedly. 'SSSI, right. Pete, is' to make the emo elsewhere, do you want? "Pete looked at her injured
Patrick, more and more taken by his damn crossword puzzle, he gets up and decides to escape to happier shores.

*

"Joe wants to try it with you. "
" Not true. "
" Yes it is. "
" No, it is not. "" Did he tell him? "" I told Patrick. "
" Patrick said a lot of ball. "
" No, that is you. Move over, Pete, you're bored. "Pete
for In contrast, sits exactly in front of Andy, obscuring the view of his beloved plus tivvù. He shrugs, he crunches the neck a couple of times - and Andy shivers disgusting because

- and finally part in the attack. "Think about it, Andy! " Andy stares at him in disgust, still a victim of the abominable sounds that the body of Pete can generate. "Get out. "" Well! "Exclaims bassist, crawling on the floor to get closer to the drummer, 'Well look: Patrick and Joe are friends, right? "The boy
raises an eyebrow, and Pete did not need anything else: it is now safe to have his most complete and undivided attention. "And you think," he continues in a tone of obvious, "a friend does not cover another? "
" do not follow. 'Finally admits, shrugging his shoulders.
"Aaandyy! Well, turn that little brain!

You'd never gone to tell someone that I liked that it was my intention to try? "
" I do not davi time, usually throws you in the pants of the victim's weight within thirty seconds flat. "
'Details! "Pete thinks about it for a while because he really, really need a stroke of genius, something that can finally lay Andy. "... You," begins, looking damn serious, "You, Andrew Hurley, Have you ever done this with Patrick that it is my intention to drag it clear as early as possible in a state where everything that I'm going to give him is sufficiently authenticated? "
... That is not exactly the most romantic turn of phrase on which he could rely on, but it seems to have also had its effect.
must have also had its effect. Andy's mouth opens wide and the eyes behind the lenses are shelling, and Pete knows he has won.
'E' solidarity between friends, Hurley. Joe Patrick has been covering how you cover me. "
" But you-"
" I am your friend

, and I knew that you would like to know this. Only-you know, maybe give you a little 'courage in the most. " And then Pete gets up and walks away slowly and stealthily to close the door behind him so gently to even hear the lock click. Sometimes it's a damn genius.
If only people knew it more often!

*

"Andy wants to try it with you. "
" Not true. "
" Yes it is, I tell you! "
" You wanted us
I tried!
"
" These are details! Andy woke up. Decided that we want to try with you. "
" I do not believe it. This time the grumbling of Joe is far from strong and secure, in fact, he turned down going on.
Pete grins, because they convince Joe to believe him, one thing is always easy and rewarding. Ah, the little plasticine man! "This evening out with us and see. "
*
Okay, the matter is clear: Joe is a little bitch. Andy
if they have realized in a few minutes low, by as she smiled happily and then went on to flirt with the world

simply jealous and then, oh, the little worm, he began to ignore it! Blatantly! In front of everyone!
And then he sat beside her and took to wearing gattamorteggiargli! (not
matter that Pete's has pointed out that when Joe ignores him hate him because he ignores and hates it because when you calculate the figures, Andy

knows to be right. Those are clear signs erotic! Signals that he will take, because it still has a sense of morality!) 'Andy, okay? " See? Signals erotic!
Andy jumps on the spot. "Of course everything is okay! Something should be okay? 'Little voice screaming with acute, making as far as possible from Joe and stuck together as possible to the wall.
Joe seems to understand, or maybe not, Andy can not say, only that sees him move away from him and things seem to go both good and evil, damnation,

badly. And then Joe goes back and spend hours without saying or doing anything with music that stuns and his damn drink in his hands which moreover is also disgusting and guitarist on the other side of the room laughing and joking with Andy stranger sent into a rage because of how disgusting way to try it with someone is that? Joe should ... should be around him. Laughing and joking with him, talking about comics and music and laugh at his jokes with his voice a little 'sharp and should always smile and-Oh. Fuck. Pete was right. Joe

there is
trying with him!
Joe is trying him for months, and he does not notice, too lost to learn his intentions to skip the minors! E-
must continue to give up the minors, of course. Joe-Joe is

, and Joe is a minor. E 'illegal and immoral and wrong and no matter how damn boy haunts him, he should not do crap like crossing to the room and strode away in a corner trascinarselo potergli to expose his theories about
maybe try and do it with
someone.
should not. should only focus on something else. Here, perhaps not on Pete hanging over Patrick style vulture on the carcass - the same with hungry eyes, argh! - Maybe, maybe should only drink his horrible drink and concentrate on that. And indeed, she tries. Reaches out blindly on the table, too lost to set the curve of the neck when Joe ride, grab something

glass and takes a sip from a glass that soon after to identify

not be her because, ugh !, inside there was vodka. And probably even diluted alcohol-non-anonymous is Pete.
"Oh, Andy! "Trilla bassist because obviously she dumped her prey - Patrick - to focus on him and stuck a betrayal of that beer in my mouth because" Since you're given to alcohol, you can not do not drink beer! "Andy felt
andargli in the liquid fraction on the nose and most of them down the esophagus into the stomach and then, inevitably, salirgli head.
And it is a snap, before Andy realizes that he drank vodka and beer in quick succession on an empty stomach, and then feel an overall sense of lightness and euphoria, and oh my God, is half drunk, because he lacked
not all of this. Okay, new plan: besides having to avoid any ambiguous conversation with Joe, he must avoid directly breathing in his direction because, here, would be a
tantinello messed
to explain why an eighteen you , man mature adult and straight edge, you are to be roughly half tipsy. Without even meaning to.
Just because you have been drinking from the wrong glass, as any kid.
Ah, but Pete's fault. He does not know how, has not the slightest idea what Pete has to do, but knows it's his fault. Evil bastard, you

always his fault! To begin with, the glass was his. And then it was he who inserts them force the beer down his throat. And then I dragged him in the damn bar, with the excuse that Joe wanted to try it with him instead and Joe is on the other side of the room laughing and joking with people and Andy is definitely too much. E 'release, it was almost drunk, everything in terms of a kid - a minor! - That there is

even trying with him, to give way to download it!
E 'unacceptable! He must
download Joe and convince him of the rightness of your theories. Must!
E 'primarily for this reason that he stands up, strode across the room and grabbed his wrist after you drag away the poor - sober - and shocked Joe in a gorge of the room, halfway between the bathroom el' emergency exit. Joe, understandably, there is understanding a lot. He only knows that all of a sudden the man who was pulled elsewhere, to give heed to Pete, we wanted to try him . Well, nice way to do it! ignores him and treats him badly for the whole evening, and then drags him away to make you know what? Joe feels wanted to beat Andy.
I want to beat so do not listen even when he starts to speak, merely focusing on the drummer's lips that open and close, and God, it's almost certain that shine

and Joe-duh, yes, he wants to beat him. Definitely. "... Tired. "" Eh? "Andy puffing, and shaking a bit 'more grip on the wrist of the other. "I'm fed up," repeats, chanting the words, "you understand me? Tired. It's- that is so unnerving to see you do it every damn time

and I fail to prevent. "
" But of cos-' "And is not that we've tried, heh. "Andy continues, without giving the slightest sign of having heard the boy. "I tried really, but I can not. It 's all your fault, damn it. Whole. Guilt. Tua. "" Andy, you're saying? "
" You-and your life style. Mi-damn, Joe, my obsessions. Every time. Night and day. I can-I can not take away from my mind. We do it on purpose, right? It 's something six-toxic. 'And Andy did not seem seriously angry about what is saying, the more perplexed. As if he was really waiting for Joe to explain that yes, actually made him a subspecies of voodoo ritual, which is why it is so obsessed by a minor. "You're a minor, but this could also be omitted. "Finally, it adds, as if the thing does not worry him at all. Joe does not really know what to say, not until Andy leans toward him and then yes, there's definitely stuff to say . "Have you been drinking? She asks, incredulous, and drummer nods. "Shortly. "" Are you drunk? 'And really should not ask, because it's rather' a result of having drunk, but Andy shakes his head in a negative sign and then nodded okay and is really drunk. 'A little. As required. "
At that moment, that moment in
, Joe decides to freak out. "You're drunk. Christ, you're drunk. "Andy would argue that Joe is saying jew and it makes little sense to invoke Jesus, because technically you do not believe, but prefers to let it go. "It does not matter, they are sincere. "
" No, you're not. And Joe would really believe what Andy says, but now, as Young has also realized a few things up when you drink too much. "You're drunk. I can not believe that the only time you'd drunk'd ended up doing this shit! "
" Wait, "and Andy takes a break here, because no matter how slight, you do not know your handle a hangover. "Wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow, I swear, I swear on anything, give me a sheet that you put it in writing, tomorrow I will repeat every syllable of what I just said. With less emphasis. And not to mention the fact that you are a minor. -Just tell me that can not be bothered, and I swear that you will repeat it every day. "" Idiot! "Joe yells, gesticulating animatedly with free for the arm," You
not repeat all this stuff! Tomorrow morning will deny with every fiber of your being at least, heart, blood and hair included! "
Andy laughs. It should not, yet he laughs. And to say that is usually so serious and sedate him ... Joe should get drunk more often. Also because then we kiss to remedy mold like the one that Andy has just given him, his lips still stretched out in the first smile and the glasses that scratch a little 'nose on the angle chosen by the unfortunate drummer. And well. Well, Joe is not stupid. He knows perfectly well that such occasions occur only once in life, why not protest too much, simply bend a bit 'more of the face to improve the situation glasses and place the hand on the shoulder and then open a little - only a little, just little - Andy's lips, and walks away, all eyes wide open and horrified expression. "But no! Exclaims, shocked, "You are small! We can not do certain things! "
... Joe would beat him and would tell them this, but, well, it's a bit 'difficult to talk with his mouth tightly closed
Andy on his. Damn moralistoide tipsy.

* The next morning, Andy deny what happened with every fiber of his being at least, heart, soul and hair included. Joe
not accused him, because after all expected it, but s'incazza lot when drummer takes part to list them point by point what

's wrong to do these things.
"Fuck! 'Yells when they arrived at roughly the point number three, mill blatantly arms in the air to get rid of Andy taking on his shoulders. "And then you have to understand that eh?
"
" Fuck! "Repeats the same tone, staring angrily," Fuck you and your damned paranoid! "
" But Joe, I'm not paranoid! "Andy looks at him as if he were really

him in the right and, well, it's definitely surreal. "There are reasons, reasons sensible that we should not,"
"Yesterday you made all the idiot
alone!
I did not ask you a horn, and you decided to drag
own god only knows where to get me a tirade about how I hated you and obsessions like crap, do not come to me unless hanger rifartela with alcohol or - »" Joe, I yesterday I downloaded! "
Okay, Joe

the beat. "Andrew Hurley, I'll beat you. "
" Joe, you really can not remember? I really downloaded. "
Joe thinks about, and really, no not remember! "No I do not remember! "
Andy sighs, and briefly summarizes the evening. "When I accidentally drank from a cup Pete. Remember that then you have come to seek and I have dragged you to quote you, god knows where? "Joe nods," Well. The first things I said was that you did not have to try it with me anyway because I'd never been there because you're small and I am an adult and I have a moral duty to keep you away from me as possible because it would be a gross error and then, since I lost the thread, I also said I was tired and from there I think you're connected to the brain, but really, what the hell were you doing first? I felt as I listened, nodding furiously since. "Oh ...
.
Oh.
Joe stood staring at his mouth, that's what he was doing. The youngest
bar eyed, confused, not knowing where to turn. "You damned-pole! You can not have a damn selective memory! "
This is the moment when Andy should collect from its damned saws mental and admit his mistakes and maybe, Joe feels he does not want to put limits to providence, jump on him. I do not see evil as a backdrop. But the idiot
nods emphatically, very seriously. "Yes I can! "" No you can not! Damn you and tells you who do not! "The ridiculous thing Joe? Pete talks about how when he gets angry. Has assimilated so much of the way of the bass player, who at times seems to see a younger version and in some respects more intelligent. Andy
not flustered. "You also have a selective memory! You skipped the part where you down-"
" legitimate! "" where you unloaded
, "Andy repeated in a growl, because hate
be interrupted," and you went to the part where, clouded by the fumes of alcohol, I tried with you. And you did not even stop small unconscious that you are! Do you know what would have happened if I had completely loosen the inhibitions?! " Yes, yes I had that idea, god .
"melodramatic fucking wanker! "Joe yells, plus doing a little chuckle because that Andy, oh, what is an insult so disgustingly typical of Pete by Stone, if not said by him. "Do you have any problem with idiotissimo free will? "" Yes, if it concerns you! " And then, Joe Andy pushes on. It 's a matter of moments, it is simply resting your palms on his chest and did away with all the strength in body and eyes shut because I really, really

, fuck everything. "Fuck. "Fuck Andy, on his damned eyes halfway between disbelief and mortified, Pete fuck, fuck whatever he has become the head during the few hours spent on that damn kiss to die now, fuck to give hope that despite all failed to suppress. In these moments Joe realizes that you have many years younger than those usually pretend to have, there are times in front of Andy, and just in front of him, he feels
really small, tiny inside. He can not be understood, can not talk, can not be treated with a little self-respect, all because Andy is Andy
, always so stupidly believed to be in front of a brat. And, just to get back on the subject, fuck. Again, repeated aloud. Fuck in general, because it sounds good, because articulate a sensible speech just does not succeed at the moment, because it is truly
tired of having to pose as a more mature person than it should in the eternal and constant illusion that Andy notices him, because he can damn good tread on the toes and scream insults at random against the world.
Joe comes back a few steps and moves away, a middle ground between the angry and disappointed el'incazzato black. And never admit it, but when you hear call or hold in any other way, there is equally bad. Damn idiot who is nothing.
*

Precisely twenty-five hours, thirteen minutes and thirty seconds after Epic Argument - as Joe mentally christened him, instead of the unimaginative 'demonstration of how I

is stupid and deserves what Andy sometimes indefinite quantity of blows on the back' - Andy manifests itself in a little artistic but very scenic : Open the door with a deadly thud, will catapult into and falls on the floor, exhausted and panting in the race - run? - Made to get there.
"... I christ ... Pete. "He spits out finally, rubbing a hand on the neck and chest, hoping to regularize the breathing as soon as possible. Joe
greenhouse jaw, rises from the bench that he had chosen as a personal puddle pain and crosses - literally - Andy, heading for the door. "I'm going. "
" Wait. "And that is really the hand of Andy that he holds his ankle? "Hurley, my ankle. I need. "The drummer not answer, simply pull it down, almost causing him to fall. "Joe, please. I was looking for, I-"
" Fuck. " ... Again. "Let go of my leg, you moron, you do not want to hear. "
" I do not care. Joe, are figuratively and physically at your feet, but should be worth something, right? She looked at him from below, as well as lenses, and Joe knows it fucking. Totally, unequivocally screwed. As usual, when something implies the presence of Andy, because the damn idiot always manages to get him to listen to him and not get angry with him because he has a hold over him and everyone knows it, as everyone knows that whatever the wish to do so by adding lime in the name of Andy obey him. All incidents that he was the protagonist on the advice of Pete? Yes, here. Hello, Andy.
Joe snorts again and crouches on the floor with a smooth move, never mind that he planted one foot on the thigh of the other, staring angrily in the eye. "What do you want? "
" Sorry. "The most Young opens his eyes and short of breath and behold, it is roughly terrified. Oh no. Ohno. Ohnononono.
Not again.
" Andy," begins, grabbed the collar of his shirt, "Andy. Take care to hear, you idiot. You know what I'm sick of all this? Do you have a vague idea? 'And then the other opens his mouth to answer and, oh, big mistake . "No, I tell you. You do not have the slightest
, fucking, idea. E 'horrible, is bleak, and you are the cause of everything. You and your stupid shit to do and then put a color piece on the disaster combined. You know how you broke me? Every time, every damn time, I swear that is the last, because after a while 'I'm tired yet I, eh. And every time, every fucking time , you do something. Something-of
stupid. And I always chapter and, you know, I'd be a minute or stew. "And I do not

cable legs
from this story, would like to add, but for once feels that he has said enough.
"Listen," Andy manages to stutter after a while ', and really, Andy stuttering? Wow.
Joe rolls his eyes and that's when it should stand up, laugh contemptuously and abandoned to his fate, but he can not. "I think I messed up. It 's just that you are p- you have less than me. Type in a proportion that makes me fairly ugly. But not in the sense that they have too many

, in that not-so-sometimes I think you're more mature than many people - Pete and Chris put together to begin - and sometimes I see you play with video games and I feel fucking a nurse, and the thing then yes, you definitely diverted. "

But what the fuck ...? "... take drugs? "
" No! "
" Then you're stupid to dry? Of your own? "" But-! " 'Andy, dirty asshole,

you attacked me for fixing those fucking game! "
They are lies! Joe played with video games! We also played before! Only
-maybe not on the scale with which we play now. Maybe. But anyway, are comics.
'Comics! "Andy exclaims triumphantly, convinced he had hit the mark.
"
collect them!
"
" ... Star Wars? " 'It's a fucking classic, who do not like Star Wars?! " Okay, Andy is metaphorically and physically with their backs to the wall. And physically oppressed by the presence of a Joe looming over him with hungry eyes - not in terms prohibited to minors, as in the sense of 'you live and give your spolperò remains to dogs'. And no holds metaphorically to which blacks cling to escape without eyes or bruises - it's just that Joe can sometimes be a bit 'disturbing here. Physically-physically could always slip off a shoe and stun him and then flee. Or , and that Andy did not even think, simply put it into practice as the idiot who is idiotissimo , Joe can grab the neck of the shirt and tirarselo further cover model on him and kiss him. And, um, the silence that follows is padded, comfortable, moist in a sense absolutely non-negative and quite pleasant and then Joe turns away from him and stares at him with eyes more shelled before. "Fuck you, you drank
again?! " Andy feels genuinely offended by the accusations. "Fuck, no! And now 'fuck' is almost a leap, but ok, 'with this can live with.
"You kissed me! "
" This does not mean-! "" You do not ever kiss me sober! "" From an episode has revealed a damn rule! "Explains in an uproar more excited than others. "I'm sober. 'Finally mumbles, and then kiss again, again and again because Joe has finally found a way to keep him quiet and calm, without any risk of losing bone. Joe does not reply, it is too stunned by the presence of Andy, Andy, Andy
the eye wherever they move their hands and there's always Andy is also in his mouth! E- no,

in his mouth, because the stupid-Andy is kissing him as usual to die.

As usual!
can use the term 'usual' talking about the kisses Andy! God, it is fantastic. Fantastic and like a drug because it's calm the nerves and makes him think that he wanted to gut until shortly before Andy.
"Wait," manages to mutter after a while ', pecking at first glance annoyed by miss-effusions - Joe might just hyperventilate about this, but it holds - and a snort, "wait. You do not have non-drug addict, right? "Andy
would insult him, but he has the feeling that the speech could lead to something sensible, so you simply respond with a curt" No. "
" And you have not been drinking. "
" No, both. "" So you're sober. "" If the logic is my help, yes. "
" So tomorrow, or when it will not deny this with every fiber of his being at least, heart, soul and hair included? "
... Yes, the speech has actually led to something. Andy shrugs, fasten your hands behind the back of Joe and drag the boy until he is if he sat on his legs. "I do not know. I could. "" I would die in excruciating spasms. "
" Then I might quietly accept that I really coveted and I raped a minor on the floor of a room in our house, ... you say, Pete's a pimp we do? "
Joe would say that these reds have never appeared on his face, but at most on the pile of the aforementioned pimp. He merely stared and laughed hysterically and unresponsive, Andy leans over and kisses him -
die, again. Damn him . "Aaaandy ..." Joe whiny singsong tone, watching angrily lips. Andy chuckles, reflecting, and his tongue and okay, maybe Joe is ,
that to which the food was drugged, it would not do stupid things as a healthy lean forward and kiss him by surprise but, okay, okay. Okay also laugh Andy against his throat, it's good that the kid is calling, alright Pete from outside listening to everything having a glass attached to the door and prevents Patrick do things simply reckless as to kill him, holding his hand because hey , found that as the super powers are neutralized by Patrick, as if it were a subspecies of human kryptonite. Okay, that's all. Okay Pete
also thought to involve the project with Andy of Fall Out Boy because now, of course, must

forcing his two puppets forced coexistence. Work, it is certain.
it work pretty damn well.

~ Fin.