Family Tradition | By : medievalcutie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 2896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“What in the name of all that is holy is going on here?!?!?!”
Rebecca stopped dead in her tracks at the sight she ran into in the kitchen. She almost fell over both from the sight and the slight bump of Patrick running up behind her. Rebecca felt her cheeks redden at what she had ran into.
“Petey, that’s my best friend! Ivy, for goodness sake! He’s my brother!”
Rebecca shook her head and turned away from the sight of her brother and best friend making out against the counters of the kitchen. She put her head in her hands and let her head fall against Patrick’s chest. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the sight. It wasn’t anything too unexpected, as she knew that Pete was almost too liberal with whom he would make out with, and Ivy had almost always had a crush on Pete.
“Well she started it.”
Rebecca frowned at her brother’s response. She couldn’t believe that he was saying such a thing. She couldn’t doubt that it was more than likely true. But she still didn’t know what to think about what she saw before her. She could tell that Patrick was trying his best to keep from laughing and raised her head to look up at him. She noticed his smirk and couldn’t help but laugh at both his expression and the entire situation in general.
Pete looked back up at Rebecca with a laugh. She knew that her brother wasn’t terribly conservative, not to mention being quite older than herself. So the entire situation was rather entertaining, if she simply could ignore the fact that she had just walking in on him making out with her best friend.
“Oh Bec, lighten up. It’s not as if we’re having sex or something. But now that I think about it …”
Rebecca groaned at Ivy’s teasing remark. She threw her hands over her ears. She shook her head, laughter spilling out at the entire situation. She had to admit, the situation was rather comical indeed. But then again, she had learnt to have a sense of humor living with her brother.
“Please! I don’t need to think of my brother having sex with anyone. Much less my best friend!”
“Becca, I’m not having sex with your best friend. I wouldn’t do such a thing. Unless there was a good enough incentive for me to risk such a thing.”
Rebecca laughed, shaking her head at her brother’s response. She had to admit that despite the weirdness of having her brother and best friend making out, they were rather well paired. At that realization, Rebecca shuddered playfully. But then she realized that her brother was facing the same situation. In fact, he was pushing for it. That was in more than one way weird.
Rebecca shook off her contemplation of such topics as they could only get her in trouble. Instead she remembered a much safer topic of thought. And with that change, Rebecca walked over to the freezer, pulling out the ice cream and setting it down on the counter.
“At least let me and Patty grab some ice cream and head back downstairs for the movie. Then at least keep the noise levels down.”
Rebecca laughed and moved to grab bowls, spoons, and the ice cream scoop. She began humming to herself out of bored habit as she scooped out two bowls of the ice cream.
“Ha! See, Patrick? I told you Becca liked our music.”
Rebecca looked up confusedly at her brother’s sudden outburst. Did Patrick think she didn’t like their music? And why would he think that in the first place? Rebecca raised an eyebrow suspiciously as she looked between her brother and Patrick.
“Petey what are you talking about? Patty?”
Rebecca looked between the two guys in the room. What had made Patrick think she didn’t like their music? Certainly she hadn’t said anything to that extent. Besides, most of the time she was rather fond and outspoken about their music. So she was really confused about how Patrick would think that she didn’t like their music.
“Patrick said something the other day thinking that you didn’t like our music. Some nonsense reason that you refused to go on tour with us or didn’t come to our shows when we were in town. I tried to explain that you were busy with school and probably didn’t like the crowds. But Patrick can be quite stubborn and pig-headed sometimes.”
“That’s a load of nonsense right there and you know it, Pete. I simply said that it might be nice to invite her to tour for a little while, if she didn’t mind the music and lifestyle. You’re putting words in my mouth. And not flattering words either.”
Rebecca laughed and shook her head lightly at the two boys. She doubted that she would understand them, ever. So she simply finished up with the ice cream and started back down into the basement. At the top of the stairs, she turned and looked back at Patrick with a smirk.
“Coming, Patty?”
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