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Chatons, s’il vous plaît Répondre le Chat Chapter TwoTitle: Chatons, s’il vous plaît Répondre le Chat
Author: Caitlin 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 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 Ryan's introduction (I know it's short! Agagaaaha) so excuse the shortness, but the next post will be an actual chapter WHOOT!! More notes inside :D One Ryan Ross stared at the paper, wishing with all his might and mind power that the words would just dissipate from the paper. It didn't happen; Warning of Future Eviction still taunted him. What the fuck had happened to his life? He was living in the shittiest apartment, and barely even living there, he had no job after spending all his money on university, cigarettes, and booze. He needed to get out. He needed to just go somewhere he couldn't think, just let his mind be free from the smallest amount of time. That would be good enough. It had to be. He ran his fingers through his hair (which was getting quite greasy and would be soft, and shiny, and beautiful if he was cleansed) and grabbed an old blazer. Ryan found himself soaking up the beautiful sunshine and fluffy clouds, it was making him feel better every moment. He let his feet carry him towards a playground inhabited with laughing children, so he sat on the grass and watched them. He envied their ability to have not a care in the world and to just have fun and enjoy their lives. Ryan didn't enjoy his life, and he never really had. His whole life had been messy, whether it was his abusive Father to being jobless, broke, and almost homeless. He still had the scars from his Father's fist, and he could still remember where the many bruises had tainted his porcelain skin. When his Father finally died in his sleep, Ryan couldn't say he had been happy, but he wasn't exactly devastated. His relationship with his dad had been something people had tended to keep their noses out of, and although Ryan pretended he didn't give a shit, he was actually grateful for people giving him space. Even though they probably didn't, it kind of showed they at least cared enough to give him space. Ryan hated himself for some of that habits he had picked up like smoking and drinking but sometimes he felt it the only thing for him to do. Ryan's life had been filled with dramatic highs and lows, but mostly lows. He had been almost been pushed to the edge, meaning he had come so close to taking his own life, it scared the shit out of him. It had made him realize many thing and one of them being that he needed to get his life back into gear, or get it into gear (there was no 'back' to get into...). Ryan sighed as he saw a boy who couldn't be any younger than 18 or 19 drinking a juicebox and drawing things he couldn't see into the sand of the playground. He looked so out of place, and it was just odd to see a man alone in a play ground... but he didn't had a pedo air to him. Ryan could almost feel his innocence. Ryan saw that he was smiling, but he could see confusion and sadness glowing darkly in his eyes, and it was strange. His smile looked taped on like a mask. Ryan noticed random things, whether they meant something or it was a random person. Ryan was good at reading people, and figuring what was going on in their lives without a single bit of information. Ryan sighed, and looked at the laughing children again, tearing his gaze from the boy. He tried to absorb the obvious laughter and happiness radiating from the park but it was hard. Ryan just didn't know what the fuck to do, but it wasn't like this was the first he's had that problem. A/N: So this is short, but the next chapter is a real chapter with events. I want to warn you it skips straight to Ryan moving in D: But I've been thinking about writing a prequel or something about what happens when Brendon is working at The Wiggles. So please don't be disappointed about that! So I hope you'll like Ryan's short introduction :* I love comments and buzzing! Caitlin <3Next Update: Sunday, July 13
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