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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 this one's not nearly as long as the last (or as fluffy for that matter). Enjoy! :)

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Rebecca and Patrick walked back into the Wentz house much later that night and stumbled into the living room, just making it to the couch before they fell over. They had both perhaps had a bit too much wine to drink over the course of the evening, but they couldn’t really care too much about that, as they were both still on the exciting high from the proposal. Patrick had been beside himself when she had accepted his offer, and Becca had been so shocked at the mere proposal that she still hadn’t grown accustomed to the fact yet.

Becca looked over at Patrick with a smile, before leaning over and kissing him again. They had certainly had a bit more of that since the proposal. But then again, they had always been a much more tame couple than the others they knew. So while it would probably have been a bit more shocking had they not already had as much wine as they had, at the moment, they weren’t thinking too clearly.

Patrick had dropped his coat in the chair before they reached the couch, and Becca was working at removing the tie from around his neck. Patrick’s arms went around her waist, pulling her closer towards him as he continued to kiss her, his hands moving up to curl in her hair. As they had just divested Patrick of his shirt and Becca of her boots, the dogs began to bark, but they didn’t seem to pay any heed to the sound, as they were more than caught up in their own actions.

Becca had moved into Patrick’s lap, her arms wrapped around his neck completely in their own world by the time the door had opened and the trickle of muffled voices came from the back door.

“What the fuck?!”

Patrick and Becca jumped apart, both blushing furiously as they turned towards the doorway of the living room, only to see a very shocked and slightly disgusted looking Pete, with Ivy standing beside him, giggling into her hand. Becca laughed at the sight before her, after all the look on her brother’s face was amusing enough on its own.

“Well, at least we’re engaged, Petey.”

“Well at least I’m already pregnant.”

Ivy’s comment caused everyone to pause for a moment, until Pete was the first to recover, although not in the way that anyone would expect, as he fell to the floor unconscious. The thud seemed to shake everyone out of their shocked stupors as Ivy knelt down beside him, giving him a quick slap on the face.

“Oh get up, Pete. It was just a joke. Come on you doofus.”

Becca had moved from the couch to stand over Pete and Ivy, barely managing to keep from giggling at Ivy’s little joke. But god, what if it wasn’t a joke? That would be more than interesting. Luckily she didn’t have to think about the situation any longer as Pete seemed to be waking up from both the slaps and the fussing from Ivy. He sat up with a jolt, first looking at Ivy, then over to Becca and Patrick, then back to Ivy.

“You’re not pregnant?”

“No, it was a joke. I was waiting to see Bec’s reaction. But yours was even more amusing. If only I could have gotten a picture or video of it. That would have been priceless.”

Becca giggled and Pete turned his attention back to her and Patrick, who had just finished rebuttoning his shirt, although it now hung outside of his dress pants. Pete stood and crossed his arms over his chest with a frown.

“What is going on here? And did I hear you correctly in that you’re engaged?”

Patrick blushed and wrapped his arm around Becca’s waist pulling her over towards him before turning back to face Pete, who looked mighty scary at the moment.

“It’s not quite how I imagined telling you, Pete. But then again, I did ask you about proposing already. So it can’t be a complete shock.”

“Oh shove it, Petey. Stop trying to play the scary older brother. You’re not really my parent, are you? Besides, I’m an adult so I can make my own choices. Not that you have much room to talk. But yes, we’re engaged.”

Becca nodded emphatically, almost going so far as to stick her tongue out. Although she suddenly remembered something and raised an eyebrow at Ivy and Pete.

“Shouldn’t you two be on a plane to Tampa right now?”

“The flight was cancelled. Serious thunderstorms or such in Florida. So we came back. Apparently just in time.”

“Oh, I don’t know, you could have waited a while longer.”

Ivy laughed hysterically at the joking comment of Becca’s. It was a little obvious that she was still a little tipsy at the least because normally she would never have even suggested such a thing to Ivy, as it would surely result in masses of more teasing, which she normally tried to avoid like the plague.

Ivy shook her head and took Pete’s arm and started to pull him off to the kitchen, no doubt thinking she would give the other couple some privacy. Becca shook her head with a smirk, knowing that Ivy wouldn’t let them live this down for some time at least. Or until Becca managed to get some teasing material back on her friend.

“Come on, Pete. Let’s leave these two lovebirds to some privacy. Besides, I just remembered some things that I left upstairs on accident.”

“Behave you two.”

Ivy pushed Pete out of the living room and then turned back to them, shaking her head before whispering at them quickly before pushing him off towards the stairs.

“Have fun. I’ll keep him busy.”

Becca shook her head laughing at their reactions. She had expected that Ivy would get a kick out of catching them doing anything, and now she had the proof of it. But Pete’s reaction was funny as well. Patrick leaned over and lightly brushed a kiss over her lips before whispering in her ear.

“How about we head back to my place for a while? No siblings and best friends to worry with.”

“That is a wonderful solution, Mr. Stumph.”

Becca giggled at the slight grimace on Patrick’s face as she used the more formal address. Although he must have thought of something interesting as well, because a smirk crossed his face before leaning over to kiss her again.

“Why thank you, the soon-to-be Mrs. Stumph.”

Rebecca laughed and shook her head a little at the idea of being engaged again before taking his hand and following him back out to his car.
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