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Chatons, s’il vous plaît répondre le chat (Chapter One)

Title: Chatons, s’il vous plaît répondre le chat
Rating: Overall 17
Pairing: Ryan/Brendon
Summary: Brendon Urie keeps the whole wheat bread in the cupboard so when the occasional unwanted visitor drops by, it makes the cupboard look good, and Brendon Urie let's the many voices in his head influence his life actual life.
Brendon likes to take off all his clothing and slip on some roller-skates, blast his huge-ass surround sound and just go crazy in his late-parents mansion to the Back Street Boys.
Brendon Urie wants to be a kid for ever, and for the past 21 years has been succeeding. But things are starting to change, and when Brendon is forced to get a job to help support his addiction to toys, candy, and energy drinks, he find himself a lead acting role... in the children's program, 'The Wiggles'. Brendon feels pretty at home, but the director Ryan is starting to change his outlook on life, and giving him the oddest feelings in his heart and crotch when he stares at Ryan's ass. When he innocently invites Ryan to become his roommate, things only get more and more unfamiliar, and even more unordinary.
Disclaimer: This is real. Haha, I lie.
Author Notes: Okay, so this is Brendon's introduction, and there will be Ryan's introduction next. Then after that there will be actual chapters, gah I'm excited! More notes after! :D


Brendon let his feet dangle and sway off the swing while slurping a juice box noisily.
He probably looked pretty out of place sitting on a swing surrounded by laughing children, but today was one of those days where Brendon had wished he was Peter Pan, well, that was basically everyday, but this was a day of mourning his non-peter self.
On occasion, Brendon would suddenly snap to reality and it crashed hard in on him.
It was startling to take a break from still acting like your 8 or 9 and just plain enjoying yourself without a care in the world.
It was hard to become an adult (what he should be... but well, he just isn't and seems like he never will be.) and think about what would happen later in the future if his parents fortune ever ran out, what would happen then?
What would happen when the money ran out because he had spent it on countless toys and vast amounts of candy and juice and Red Bull?
He wouldn't be able to sell his late parents mancion that he ran around in a haze of giggles and energy every morning in roller skates.
So, Brendon would go to sleep when those bad thoughts clouded his mind and when he woke up, all would be forgotton and his false reality of fun would return in full-swing.
Brendon was never sad. His life was to good, so he felt it was unfair for those he weren't as fortunate for him to be sad for no reason, when they had one.
He felt a frown never looked good on anyone, so all he did was smile.
He also felt worrying was bad, so he forgot about the wrinkles he would get from the smiling.
Brendon's philosphy was fun, smiling, laughter, and more fun.
It had always been that way and he didn't plan on it changing.
You see, Peter Pan was his idol. When he had been growing up he had used his pout to good use in begging his Mom to get him a custom made Peter outfit, just like the one in the movie.
He would prance around in his spandex and just laugh for hours. It made him realize Peter was right, being a kid was the best thing ever.
Ever since then he had never cried a tear, never frowned too much, and made the best of his situation.
When he was 17, Brendon's parents had been on a plane to Paris for some romantic get-a-way in attempt to salvage their marriage (which Brendon was all for, because usually he couldn't stand being home alone, let alone for a week, but if it would keep his parents together and happy, Brendon would grudgingly sacrafice a week of terror for them.).
When Brendon had been told the news, the smile faded, and he replied with a simple okay and shut the door in the police-man's face.
His parents died is a plane crash, they were gone forever.
He didn't mind that it was rude, because this was a special occasion.. his parents died is a plane crash, they were gone forever.
Brendon didn't have any relatives, so he waited until he was rightful owner of his parents heir.
During that time, Brendon changed a little.
Sure he was still Peter Pan, but Peter didn't like the company of others much anymore.
Before he couldn't stand being alone, but now, whenever another human was interacting or trying to, he would figit and make up some excuse, usually, 'I'm not feeling well..' to get away from the uncomfortable feelings in his stomach and listening to the voices that told him other people would just cause problems in his life.
The swinging and drinking was starting to give Brendon a tummy-ache, so he sat down on the sand and drew things in it.
He drew a heart, and then a frowning face, but then he gasped at himself, and punched the sand.
Everything would be okay, it had to be. Frowning just makes things worse.
Brendon didn't realise that he was 21, and that he should have grown up a long time ago. When your 21, you should be going to university, getting excited about the life that awaits you and most importantly, growing up.
Those where all of Brendon's fears.
Brendon's fears where starting to become more than just fears, a reality.
The scary toad man had come and forced himself into Brendon's home, and Brendon had told he was sick but he didn't listen.
He got a little angry with Brendon for no reason, and it upset him alot, but he still tried to keep smiling.
The man told Brendon if he kept on the path he was, his money would be gone before he knew it. He still had a lot left, but if he wasn't careful, it would be drained in no time.
Brendon didn't like bad news like this, so he tried to close his ears but the man wouldn't let him.
His face got red and it was quite unattractive, and he continued to tell Brendon things he didn't want to hear.
Brendon needed to get... a job.
He kept talking, and after he left, his words had really taken an impact.
If he could make Brendon Urie listen to him for an hour, then it must be important.
Brendon tried to sleep it off, but when he woke up with a fresh bundle of energy, the feeling still hadn't disappeared.
So here he was where he used to feel the safest, where he felt like he belonged and fit in; at the playground.
Here he was and he sure as hell didn't fell any of the above, he wasn't sure of anything and Brendon Urie hated that.

AN:
Okay!
So this is the first installment of the story! I am almost finished the entire story so updates will be quick, I guess I'll put the date of the next update below...
So there will be one more introduction to Ryan and then the real chapters. I hope anyone who reads this enjoys this, and I will tell you this is my first chaptered fic so I hope it isn't a huge let down. If you read it, then hopefully you can take the time to comment and/or critique me, just make sure you aren't rude.
I also want to add, sorry to the people who read my other story! I just lost inspiration but this story is pre-written, and I only have 2 more chapters until I'm finished writing so this one won't die!
xxCaitlin :)
P.S. I post these on my LJ first, so just putting that out there too.... OH AND BUZZING BABY! I LOVE THAT!
Next Update: Thursday, July the 10th.

Posted on 07/08/2008 4:21 PM Visits: 95
x~Brendon-Urie-Jellybeans~x: 07/09/2008 11:29 AM
Oooh I really like this!!
I'd buzz but I dont know how!
Haha! I'm thick!XD
xxxpanicxxxfan: 07/09/2008 11:38 AM
ooo,this story good,i just wished you finished the other one aswell!
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