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skoosiepants) wrote2009-06-26 01:51 pm
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I'm 12,000 words and 3 and a half months into Mike/Kevin high school AU, and right now Kevin is dating Zac Efron o_O. It's gotten wildly out of control! And it's also completely pointless; I know I say that about a lot of my fics, but absolutely nothing happens in this story. They just all hang out and play music and talk about bands (that I made up), so it's fun for me, but I don't know about anyone else :)
“I’m really enjoying this debate on what we should wear,” Miranda says, flipping her hair over her shoulder and fiddling with her amp, “but maybe we should concentrate on the fact that we’ve never performed live before? I’m kind of worried about how Brendon isn’t actually an octopus, no matter how many limbs it seems like he has – what are we doing about the piano?”
“I know the guitar parts on Lefty Persuasion,” Bill says. “And there’s no reason why everything has to sound exactly the same, you know. We can improvise. Also.” He curls a finger over his upper lip, tilts his head back. “I’m going to wear a mustache.”
“Please don’t,” Patrick says.
“Too late. It’s decided,” Bill says. “I’m going to make Kevin wear one, too.”
Kevin blinks. “Uh.” He’s pretty sure he doesn’t want to wear a fake mustache, but Bill’s sort of hard to say no to.
Miranda strums a chord and messes with her pedal. “Kevin’s not wearing a mustache,” she says.
“Are you volunteering to be my mustache buddy then?” Bill asks Miranda, grinning. He saunters over and hooks an arm around her shoulders. “They’ll tickle when we kiss, like whiskers on kittens.”
Miranda elbows him in the side; Bill half-stumbles away from her with an oof, mouth still curved up in amusement.
“So if anyone’s interested,” Miranda says pointedly, “I’m going to play Weak In The Knees now.”