Because sometimes you need a break...
Basically, I'm writing this long messy Jon Walker-centric story right now, which is what I ought to be concentrating on. But since the writing process for that fic currently consists of me wringing my hands unhappily and saying “Jon? Honey? Could you, like, react? Or, you know, just... do something? Anything?” in a pathetic little voice, while Jon sits in a corner and shrugs at me, I'm distracted by shinier things.
Like 2000 words of random Peterick silliness, yes please.
So this is a story written to amuse myself and, hopefully, others. Enjoy?
Bandom (FOB) | Pete/Patrick | R | 2000 words
Title:A Living Out Of Hope
Summary: Pete finds himself the unwitting subject of a rather personal bet, and goes on arampage quest to find the one responsible for it.
A/N: This is set pretty early in the FOB history, I think. 2003-2004. Don't know if that matters at all though, that's just what I was thinking when I wrote it...
( You want to fuck Patrick Stump. )
Like 2000 words of random Peterick silliness, yes please.
So this is a story written to amuse myself and, hopefully, others. Enjoy?
Bandom (FOB) | Pete/Patrick | R | 2000 words
Title:A Living Out Of Hope
Summary: Pete finds himself the unwitting subject of a rather personal bet, and goes on a
A/N: This is set pretty early in the FOB history, I think. 2003-2004. Don't know if that matters at all though, that's just what I was thinking when I wrote it...
( You want to fuck Patrick Stump. )
