For all his experience and education, Bob thinks he could have been a little better prepared before joining a band, particularly this band. For example, he really would have liked a seminar on how to tell the difference between a metaphor and making idle conversation.

"You," she says easily, "strike me as a man in need of a blowjob."

General crack inspired by a comment beteween [info]apetslife and [info]wax_jism in a Mikey Way birthday picspam, once again teaching that inspiration can be found pretty much anywhere. I went off Addams Family Values and tried for the best grown-up Wednesday I could [see previous entry for more]. Writing the boys is still a work in progress, as always.

The whole thing starts after their second CD comes out and Pete discovers there are entire Livejournal communities named after him.

Spencer has always known there was something off about the DecayDance family. It doesn’t bother him, there were times when he’s felt inexplicably more comfortable around them than out in public. This doesn’t stop him from thinking well, shit when he rounds the Fall Out Boy bus to see Pete plastered to the side of the bus, hands and mouth thoroughly occupied by a short, and unmistakably female person, then have Patrick look up at him.

There are a lot of things John hates about his job. But most of all, John hates debriefing Major Bryar's gate team.

The Jonas Brothers on Warped, but it wasn't their idea. I took the 08 line-up and added them + My Chemical Romance. [info]hatoyona said it's ok to post; it's her fault. ily! Nick says, "I’m sorry. I was homeschooled." "Then this will be a very interesting experience for you," says the tall blonde guy. "My name’s Bob."

AU. Pete says that her skills at lying are what make her so invaluable as an undercover officer. Victoria thinks that they probably make her a sociopath.

One of Ian's best friends in high school was Darcy Lewis. Lucky for him, he keeps in contact with all his friends, and Darcy doesn't keep secrets well.

It doesn’t occur to him to ask what helping would entail until Mikey gives him a sideways look. “Don’t think it’s the kind of help you should ask your brother for,” he says. “But thanks.” Gerard tries to think of something he wouldn’t help Mikey do, but there’s nothing. He’d drive a getaway car, bury a body, even give him bone marrow, and he’s seen the needles they use to get at that shit. “There’s no such thing,” he says. Mikey shrugs, picks up an ad for lipstick and starts tearing around the edge of the logo. “It’s kind of a sex thing,” he mumbles.