skoosiepants | Dudes, okay, WTF?

Have I been that out of the loop that I'm just hearing about this stupid Fanlib crap? Man, remember when I asked about it way back in March after I was contacted to beta or something? Dudes, I'm so glad that I'm a lazy flake and pretty much completely forgot about it right after telling them I'd help out - because Jesus, who wants to get caught up in that shit? If you ask me, it's just a stupid idea anyway, but I'm not much of a team player. I don't archive my stuff anywhere but here and my website, so. Plus, I'm HORRIBLE at fandom participation. I write, I read, I squeal about Patrick's tiny, tiny body and Spencer's truly amazing hips and John's thigh holster and Rodney's ass or whatever, and maybe I want to marry them all and have their babies or something, but I don't even IM, so. *shrugs* I'm off in my own world most of the day.

Speaking of babies,

civilbloodshed and I want Mikey & Alicia to get on with the getting on and give Gerard a niece/nephew already, because baby + Gerard = explosion of cute. He'd be the best uncle EVER with the cuddling and the happy, happy smiles. Now, go forth and write about Gerard and babies. Or puppies. I'm flexible like that. oh my god, Gerard and puppies! I think my brain just broke.

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Brendon leans against William and he has the urge to stick his tongue out at Gabe. Gabe is a bad, bad man. William is nice.

"You can maybe be on the list," Brendon says and hugs William. He brightens when Jon comes out of the main house. "Hey Jon! Jon! The Ritters' cow is having a calf! You want to come see it?"

The Ritters live behind Gerard. Tyson had asked for a dog for Christmas about five years ago, and instead his parents gave him a Belted Galloway. Her name's Lula Bell and Tyson's pretty attached to her. He's super worried about the birth, even though Nick insists it'll be fine.

Nick assists the local large animal vet. He's not really a Tech, but he's been helping out so long he knows a lot anyway.

Jon is still toying with the idea of following in Dr. Patrick's footsteps. (He has to remember not to follow so closely behind or Bob will kick his ass.) Brendon's good company on these outings.

Brendon's kind of a doof, but he's a goodhearted one and he distracts Ty from being worried and Nick kind of could kiss that Urie kid.

Despite working for quite a while at the shelter, Brendon has never actually seen any animal give birth.

He's seen broken bones and routine checkups and all sorts of needle-involved things, and he's got a relatively tough stomach. He's super excited for Lula Bell to drop her calf, but once it gets down to the wire, once he sees goop and blood and the first slimy hoof he gets a little light-headed, and the next thing he knows, he's blinking up at Jon from the hay-scented ground.

"What happened?" he asks.

Jon's lips quirk up. "You fainted."

Brendon groans. "Do not tell Ryan." He struggles to sit up and Jon has to help him. Ty comes back with a cool bottle of water. "Here," he says and Brendon blushes. He was there so he could help and now he's the one that needs taking care of.

Nick clears his throat right before there's a faint bleating sound.

Ty whips around and he goes to hug Lula Bell around the neck. "That's my girl. Ohhh, look how pretty she is."

The calf is all spindly and adorable and Ty watches with smug pride as Lula Bell nuzzles and licks it.

"Good job, Lula," he says softly.

Jon helps Brendon to his feet and Brendon leans into his side and goes, "Awwwww."

"Pretty cool, huh?" Jon asks.

Brendon nods.

Ty is covered in goo, but Nick still thinks he's really really adorable. Jon leans in and whispers, "We should leave them alone."

"Who? Ty and the cow?" Brendon asks.

Jon thwaps Brendon lightly. "Come let me explain the logistics of boy on boy love."

Nick throws a handful of hay at them.

It's been a long day. When Jon and Brendon let themselves back into Gerard's house, almost everyone has already gone home. Mikey is curled up in a recliner and Bob's flipping through the TV channels, and Gerard has his laptop open on the coffee table. Spencer is sprawled out on the floor. His eyes are closed, but he's probably not asleep.

Brendon bends down and says "Bye" really loud and Spencer flips him off without opening his eyes.

They wave goodbye to the rest of the guys and move on through to the front of the house and out the front door. Jon lives one direction and Brendon lives the other, so Brendon ends up walking the couple blocks to his house all by himself.

Brendon doesn't automatically register the footfalls behind him, but when he turns Ryan's there. He smiles and stops. "Hey do you want to come over? My mom's making dinner."

Ryan pauses and looks at him as if he's trying to figure Brendon out.

Brendon just smiles and holds out his arm, crooking it at the elbow. "C'mon, it's meatloaf night."

Ryan takes Brendon's arm and doesn't mention that he's vegetarian.

[dude, I can't even remember whatever details we came up with for this! We should parse it out and see what we have :)]

haha i can work on that tonight after i write my paper. ;)

or work on it instead of writing my paper... haha

You totally should! I'm gonna try and go through it at work today, although I might not be able to :( Stupid work.

working on it now! =)

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