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Family Tradition	By : medievalcutie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 2896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Fall Out Boy. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Okay, so I told you the updates would whiz by. Now appearing in the fic, is another added character based on my friend Layni, who gave me the genius concept for the music vid coming in a few more chapters. So off we go! *hugs*

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“What?! Petey, you’ve got to be kidding me! How in the name of all that is holy am I going to put together a benefit dinner and concert in one day?!”

“Umm, the girls’ help? Listen, I would have let you know sooner, but Gabe hired some fancy planner who bailed on us just yesterday. So we have all the stuff she ordered at the venue, it’s just not set up. Thankfully Gabe managed to sneak the plans and designs from her on how she was going to set it all up. But it’s hideous. So please say that you’ll fix everything and make it look great. You were the best designer I could think of. Please?”

Rebecca laughed at the playful pleading look on her brother’s face. She could tell that he was really desperate if he resorted to pleading. He never did more than ask nicely. So she sighed and shrugged, knowing that they had trapped her.

“I guess. But you all owe me. Big time.”

“Thank you Becca. I’ll even buy you the dress for tomorrow night. So long as it’s not a crazy spree thing. Dress and shoes I can understand as payment, but more than that and it’s on your wallet. But it’s a formal, so I’m going to have it rough. Who brought suits?”

Rebecca laughed as Pete tried to show his appreciation in what he probably thought to be a girl’s payment system. As the boys went off to talk about set orders and suits, Rebecca turned to Cat with a big breath. Boy was this going to be rough.

“You call Beth and Chris, I’ll get Ivy and April.”

“Right.”

Both girls pulled out their cell phones and made the calls telling the other girls to get there as quick as they could, that they had two full days of work ahead of them all because the boys were hopeless and had come crawling and begging for their help.

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The six girls walked into the large hotel ballroom where the dinner portion of the evening would be held, and stopped seeing the boxes of supplies that the other designer had ordered. Ivy laughed and walked up to one of the boxes, cutting it open.

“Well, lets see what we have to work with. Yuck!”

“What is it? Please tell me it’s not pink!”

“How bad is it, Ivy?”

They all walked up to the box and looked in to find several rolls of teal and fuchsia taffeta. They quickly scattered, opening the remaining boxes, only to find similarly disgusting color choices.

“This is worse than my high school prom! Who hired the quack that ordered these?”

“Well that would be your date, April.”

“I hope he has better taste than the designer, or he’s going to the curb. I still don’t know why I agreed to go on a date with one of your band friends, Becca.”

“Because you lost the bet on the soccer game. So tomorrow you get to pay up. Besides, Gabe’s a sweetheart. And I think you two will have fun. Not to mention he’s a hot singer, who also happens to be Jewish.”

Rebecca laughed at sudden smirk on April’s face. She knew that her friend was Jewish, so therefore had a special preference towards Jewish guys as well. So it was all in good fun.

“Come on, let’s see if we can get something together that looks nice from the mess that we have here.”

“I’m not sure how well that will work, but let’s try.”

~*~

Several hours and arguments later, the remaining four girls stared at a room that looked particularly nice, given the sparse materials that they had been given to work with. Beth had been called into work, and Chris had a night planned with Mikey, so they had left earlier, with promises to call later to check and see what they would need to do tomorrow before the actual benefit.

Rebecca flopped down in the pile of waste materials that they had amassed, tired from all the work they had done. But at least the room looked presentable. Soon she was joined by the other three girls.

“So, Becca, did you have fun at Patrick’s last night? I waited up until I thought I would pass out. Then when I woke up you still weren’t back. That and you’re wearing his shirt tell me that you spent the night. And obviously something happened.”

Rebecca shook her head laughing at Cat’s questioning. She was surprised that Cat had managed to last as long as she did before she questioned what had happened. Although Ivy and April’s reactions were just as amusing.

“What? Becca spent the night with Patrick? Wow, I never would have plugged Patrick for that type. So, are you going to give us a run down, or do we have to get you plastered so you’ll spill it all before running off to try and flirt with whoever you can get your hands on?”

“Wait. Becca’s dating someone? I’m so out of the loop.”

Rebecca laughed even harder and shook her head. She doubted that any of them would believe that nothing had happened without some serious details. Although the thought ran through her head to simply play along and see what their reactions are.

“Yeah, not long after you left, Ivy, Patrick called and invited me over. I barely made it in the door before we had a knock down, drag out, sex marathon, where I lost my shirt, so I stole one of his. I think we might have had it on every surface of his place, including some places I never thought you could. ...... No. He called to apologize about the little misunderstanding, and to tell Petey that he had left something over at his place, so I went over to pick it up for him. We had coffee and cookies and watched a movie, and I fell asleep. As for the shirt deal, I spilled syrup on my shirt at breakfast this morning, so he let me borrow one of his.”

“Aww, damn. I like the first story better. At least then you would have had some fun with Stumpy. So, are you two official? Because I’m tired of the confusion.”

“I don’t know.”

“You say that too much.”

“So, are we talking about your best friend Patrick? As in your brother’s friend Patrick? Who is in the band as well? You jumped the lead singer of your brother’s band? I didn’t think you even knew about sex, Becca.”

Rebecca, Cat, and Ivy burst into a fit of giggles at April’s questions. They all lay there still giggling for a few minutes before Rebecca’s cell started to ring. She glanced down at the ID and stood walking a few steps away.

“Gotta get this.”

“Tell Stumpy hey for us.”

Rebecca shook her head laughing at the other girls’ giggles as she walked off to answer the call.

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A/N: Okay, so I thought I should add this in, I don't know if Gabe is really Jewish or not, but all the information that I've found (which is VERY little) seems to point that he is. So for the sake of my story, he's Jewish. :)
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