Drabble: Costume
Title: Costume
Summary: Patrick was going to kill Pete, damn it. If, of course, he decided to leave his hotel room.
Pairing: Pete/Patrick
Rating: Minors - if you read anything you know is above PG13 (which will probably be a lot) that is your fault and yours alone. Don't complain because no one made you do it.
Patrick was never going to talk to Pete again. He decided that while sulking in his hotel room, sitting on the bed with his arms crossed like a petulant child.
This was the last fucking straw! He can take the cracks at his weight, the fact Pete was noticed more, and the guys always teasing him about his looks but THIS was too much!
Never again, Patrick thought with steely resolve, will I even dare think about or speak to that bastard again!
There was a sudden knock on the door. "Patrick?"
"Yeah Pete?" Patrick called out before he realized his mistake, "god fucking damn it!"
Pete chuckled at Patrick's cursing like the way a parent would be amused at a little child's pout. "Come on Patrick; don't tell me you're going to stay in there all night? You're going to miss the costume party!
"I don't care," Patrick snapped in anger, "I rather miss all the parties in the fucking world than go out looking like...like..."
"Like the cutie pie you are?" Pete suggested with a sly tone, probably wearing a smile to match.
Patrick dared himself to look at the mirror and instantly regretted it.
"Like an idiot," Patrick said.
"Awww, come on baby!" Pete begged through the door, "we had a deal! And I won! Don't be a sore loser."
Patrick, irritated (even more) now, stood up from the bed and went to the door. Unlocking and opening it, he said, "there's a difference between being a sore loser and keeping your dig-"
Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter and Patrick realized in horror that Andy and Joe were behind Pete, who was dressed like the wolf he was. The only consolation was that Andy and Joe looked sillier than him. Or should he say Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy looked sillier than him?
"Oh God..." Andy said in between his laughs, "fucking...Patrick...what are you wearing?"
Joe said nothing, just doubled over and laughing hard and long enough to make Patrick want to punch him.
"He's Little Red Riding Hood," Pete told the others, who was adding to his humiliation as Pete put his furry arm around his waist. "And I'm the Big Bad Wolf.
Pete had the gall to look at him and check him out in the red cloak, frilly dress and his pig-tailed hair. He didn't even what to know what Pete was thinking about the make-up he was forced to slather on this face.
"And I'm going to eat you up," Pete growled, sending unwanted shivers down his spine.
Andy and Joe laughed even louder (was that actually possible?) at his beet-red face and Pete pulled away. Before Patrick could say anything, he was suddenly being ushered out the door and into the hallway into the view of all the fans and paparazzi waiting for them. Cameras, cellphones and all.
He was going to kill the bastard.
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I hoped you liked that story!
-Happy
Summary: Patrick was going to kill Pete, damn it. If, of course, he decided to leave his hotel room.
Pairing: Pete/Patrick
Rating: Minors - if you read anything you know is above PG13 (which will probably be a lot) that is your fault and yours alone. Don't complain because no one made you do it.
Patrick was never going to talk to Pete again. He decided that while sulking in his hotel room, sitting on the bed with his arms crossed like a petulant child.
This was the last fucking straw! He can take the cracks at his weight, the fact Pete was noticed more, and the guys always teasing him about his looks but THIS was too much!
Never again, Patrick thought with steely resolve, will I even dare think about or speak to that bastard again!
There was a sudden knock on the door. "Patrick?"
"Yeah Pete?" Patrick called out before he realized his mistake, "god fucking damn it!"
Pete chuckled at Patrick's cursing like the way a parent would be amused at a little child's pout. "Come on Patrick; don't tell me you're going to stay in there all night? You're going to miss the costume party!
"I don't care," Patrick snapped in anger, "I rather miss all the parties in the fucking world than go out looking like...like..."
"Like the cutie pie you are?" Pete suggested with a sly tone, probably wearing a smile to match.
Patrick dared himself to look at the mirror and instantly regretted it.
"Like an idiot," Patrick said.
"Awww, come on baby!" Pete begged through the door, "we had a deal! And I won! Don't be a sore loser."
Patrick, irritated (even more) now, stood up from the bed and went to the door. Unlocking and opening it, he said, "there's a difference between being a sore loser and keeping your dig-"
Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter and Patrick realized in horror that Andy and Joe were behind Pete, who was dressed like the wolf he was. The only consolation was that Andy and Joe looked sillier than him. Or should he say Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy looked sillier than him?
"Oh God..." Andy said in between his laughs, "fucking...Patrick...what are you wearing?"
Joe said nothing, just doubled over and laughing hard and long enough to make Patrick want to punch him.
"He's Little Red Riding Hood," Pete told the others, who was adding to his humiliation as Pete put his furry arm around his waist. "And I'm the Big Bad Wolf.
Pete had the gall to look at him and check him out in the red cloak, frilly dress and his pig-tailed hair. He didn't even what to know what Pete was thinking about the make-up he was forced to slather on this face.
"And I'm going to eat you up," Pete growled, sending unwanted shivers down his spine.
Andy and Joe laughed even louder (was that actually possible?) at his beet-red face and Pete pulled away. Before Patrick could say anything, he was suddenly being ushered out the door and into the hallway into the view of all the fans and paparazzi waiting for them. Cameras, cellphones and all.
He was going to kill the bastard.
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I hoped you liked that story!
-Happy