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Gerard Arthur Way is calling you from the cover... come and read this. Unless you want to disobey the sass queen. :D
Stuff in this book:
~Frerard, Petekey, and more ships! (I mu...
Pete Wentz was bored. So he did the most logical, Pete-Wentz-like thing to do.
He logged on to Twitter.
He intended to search for quality memes -- particularly of the bandom-type -- but a new post from one of the people he followed caught his eye.
Mikey Way had posted something new on his page! Interested, Pete clicked on the link to see what it was. He found that his ex-boyfriend had posted the following comment:
Mikey: *via comment* Trying out a new color today
Underneath, the bassist had posted this picture.
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Pete gasped in surprise. Mikey looked great! Smiling, Pete typed, "Wow, looks good, my sweet little dude!"
As Pete admired Mikey's hair, an idea suddenly dawned on him. Waaait... we've been matchies before... who's to say we can't do it again? Pete logged off of Twitter, ready to hatch his plan. All he needed was some hair dye....
An hour or so and a car trip later, Pete had finally finished. "Wassup, guuuuuys!!?" the bassist asked, throwing open the door to Fall Out Boy's house. (In this, the Quartet doesn't share one house, just to avoid the craze of having four bands in one place.) "Whoa... Pete?" Andy asked, staring at his friend from the couch. "Yeah, freaks! Pete Wentz has a new look!" Pete shouted exuberantly. Indeed he did. Pete now sported a similar blond hairstyle to match Mikey's.
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"Holy smokes, Pete! You're blond now?" Patrick asked. "Does this have something to do with Mikey's newest post?" Pete winced. "Maaaaaybe...." Patrick shook his head. "Pete... what am I going to do with you?" "Love me eternally?" Pete asked jokingly. "Yes, indeed," Patrick smiled.
(A/N: PETERICKKK)
That night, Patrick himself hatched a plan, like his dear friend Pete. A plan relatively similar to Pete's, actually. The small, fedorable man hopped out of his bed, snuck down the hall, and flipped on the bathroom light, closing the door as to not wake up his bandmates with the brightness. Patrick turned to look at himself in the bathroom mirror. It's now or never, Patrick. Let's do this.
