Featuring:When Austin and Alex realise they may not know each other as well as they thought, they both try to hang out more. I came into the shop to find Austin and Dez playing the xylophone, excited to tell them my great news. Austin was wearing a red and dark blue polo shirt and jeans while Dez was wearing a grey cardigan with different coloured stripes over a blue top with a Chinese food box design on the front, then a pair of black and white chequered pants. I, on the other hand, was wearing a white jacket over a pink top and a pair of floral print shorts. As I stepped inside, I got distracted because I could also smell something cooking. It was then that I realised that somehow, Dez was grilling patties on the instrument. “What the hell are you guys doing?” I half laughed. “Xylophone grilling.” Dez answered. “It's a way to combine my awesome xylophone playing skills with Dez's mad cooking skills.” Austin explained when Dez suddenly flipped the burger behind him. It went smack onto the window. “Window burger?” Dez offered, once peeling it off with a spatula. “No thanks. I'm trying this new diet where I don't eat totally disgusting things.” I rolled my eyes. Trish suddenly walked in wearing a massive cheese costume along with a cheese hat. She looked ridiculous. “Guess who got a job at Cheese Outta My League?!” She announced. “Ooh, the high-end cheese store?!” I gasped, excited. “That place is so much better than Cheese Just Okay.” I chuckled before turning back to Austin. “Okay, so I wanted to tell you I just finished the new song for our webcast. I think it captures your personality, exactly.” I smiled, handing him my phone with headphones for him to hear. He put them on. “Whatcha think?” “I love it!” Austin grinned. I was just walking back from the toilet in Cheese Outta My League. I was loving this place, though Trish seemed to hate the job. I came over to where everyone else was. When Austin turned to see me, he squealed.
“Aha, you okay? Are you screaming at how excited you are for the webcast?” I chuckled. “Yeah. You know me so well.” He smiled. “I think this is the best song I've written, y'know. Especially for how much it captures you.” I admitted. “Yeah, about that... I-I need to tell you something.” Austin began before turning to Dez and Trish. “Guys? A-A little help?” “I've got cheese in my mouth!” Dez said before stuffing squares of dairy into his gob. “And I'm not here!” Trish retreated into her giant block of cheese costume like a turtle and it's shell. “Listen, before you tell me, I need to say before I forget... I invited some people to come to watch the webcast. Like a live studio audience, type thing. I wanna see their reaction to the song I wrote. I'm so excited about it.” I beamed. “What was it you were gonna say?” “Uh, that I got you a Cheese Basket...” Austin half laughed. “Awe, thank you.” I smiled. We were just about to begin the webcast, when Austin came into the very busy practice room, filled with our audience. He was wearing a black jacket with dark blue colours, then a white and blue chequered shirt and with a lavender coloured tie then also a pair of jeans. I, on the other hand, was wearing a white shirt with a leaf print on it and a pair of grey pants. “Alex...” He said in a raspy voice. “Bad news. I can't do the webcast. I lost my voice.” “What? Oh no, that's terrible!” I gasped. “I know, I feel awful.” Austin said. “It's okay, we'll just reschedule. There's no way you can-” “No way, that girl is cute!” Austin suddenly called out, in a perfectly normal voice, as a brunette chick wandered past. He went to follow her and I stopped him. “Oh, ha ha, very funny. You're messing with me.” I laughed. “I can do that too, y'know.” I picked up my songbook and pretended to write in it. “Oooh, look, I'm writing a bad song, haha.” “Ahaha, that would be funny...” Austin half laughed, before getting into position. “Ya ready, Austin? We're live in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1!” Dez counted down. He was wearing a red cardigan over a white top with random pictures of fruit on it, then a pair of pants which looked like they were rainbow patchwork. “What's up? I'm Austin Moon and this is my webcast! I guess I'm going to sing a new song...” Austin introduced, and we all applauded. “But um... um first, I thought I would dance!” Austin then put his microphone down. “Hit it!” The DJ began playing some random dance music. “What's he doing? Is he stalling?” I frowned, asking Trish. She was wearing a black and white striped jacket and a pink top, then a grey scale leopard print pair of pants. “No, people don't dance when they're stalling.” Trish chuckled. “So why isn't he singing my song?” I asked. “Uh...” Trish then suddenly began dancing as well. Giving up, I crept behind some of the audience to get closer to the dancing Austin, whilst trying to avoid being seen on camera. “Sing the song!” I tried telling Austin. “What?” Austin asked, still dancing. I tried getting closer again. “Sing the song!” I repeated before quickly dodging out of the camera. “Can't hear you! Dancing!” Austin continued. I went behind Dez and tried again. “Sing the stupid song!” I said, getting irritated. Dez almost turned the camera right at me, but I pushed him back towards Austin. “Well, if you think the song is stupid, maybe I shouldn't sing it. Thanks for watching! See you next week! I'm out!” Austin said before reaching over and turning off the camera. “Austin? Wha- Why didn't you sing the song?” I asked, going over to him. “Hmahamnamumaham...” Austin mumbled, quietly. “What?” I frowned. “Hamahafubdmahdham...” He mumbled again. “What?!” “I'm sorry, Alex. I didn't like the song...” Austin sighed before leaving through the door. I was shocked and hurt... I turned to his redheaded best friend. “Dez, did you know about this?” I asked. “Well, I uh...” Then he began dancing. I turned to Trish, who also began dancing. I was looking for Austin later on that day and eventually heard a piano being played outside my practice room. I opened it to see him playing it. He stopped when he saw me. “Austin, why didn't you just tell me you liked the song?” I sighed, closing the door behind me. “I didn't want to hurt your feelings...” Austin sighed. “So it's better to risk a million people watching to hear the crappy song and embarrass me?” I pointed out. “You really think a million people were watching?” Austin gasped. “Look, it's a good song. But it's all about what a serious and sensitive guy I am... But I'm not. That's not me. That's you. I'm more chill.” He explained, putting a foot up onto a chair, demonstrating his chill. “Whaddup?” “Wha- I can be chill...” I awkwardly put my leg on the piano stool. “What up?” “Oh yeah, that's chill.” Austin scoffed. “Look, the point is, Alex, I feel like you don't even know me. I like having fun, I break some rules, I colour outside the lines.” He said, showing me his colouring book. “You still own colouring books?” I frowned. “Yes! I told you, I'm fun!” Austin half laughed. “I'm fun, too! I can colour outside the lines.” I grabbed a crayon and went to colour... But... “Okay, I can't colour outside the lines.” I admitted. “Okay, uh, maybe we don't know each other that well. I mean, we've only been partners for a little while.” I admitted. “Hey, what if we hang out more? I bet if we got to know each other better, it could help our songwriting.” Austin suggested. “That's a good idea. I can do stuff you like and you can do stuff I like.” I agreed. “Cool. So what are we gonna do?” Austin asked. “Well, I've got my Cloud Watching Club in an hour.” I smiled, picking up my club’s shirt. It was blue with a cloud on the front as its logo. “Oh, yay..” Austin said, sarcastically. “And luckily for you, I have a spare.” I smiled, holding up a second cloud watching shirt. “Of course you do.” He rolled his eyes as I gave it to him. “Do I really have to wear it?” “It's club policy.” I scoffed. “Fine…” Austin sighed before taking off his jacket, then his tie. “What are you doing?” I frowned. “Putting it on. That's what you want, right?” He smirked, unbuttoning his shirt. “Y-Yeah…” I blushed before he let it fall off his arms. His sexy body and defined muscles on full display. Then he took my t-shirt and pulled it over his head… It was tight on him - probably a size too small but I wasn't complaining. It showed off his chest beautifully. “Happy?” He asked, with an unsatisfied smile. “V-Very…” I said, unable to stop myself from touching his chest. He gave a cute smirk. “I know we made up, but…” Austin said before wrapping his arms around my waist. “... Maybe I can still do something to redeem myself?” He whispered. “I like the way you think.” I said before he leaned in to kiss me. We began passionately making out as we held each other in our arms. I went to lift the shirt but he stopped me by gripping my wrists. “Na uh… Club policy.” He whispered, teasingly, lips barely millimetres away. “You're fucking evil, sometimes.” I said, looking into his eyes filled with lust. “I know…. But you fucking love it.” He smirked, biting his bottom lip as his hand went down to squeeze my hardon. “I really do.” I said before crashing our lips together again. He pushed me backwards until I was pinned against the practice room's door as we hungrily made out with each other. His hands were hurriedly unbuttoning my pants. Everytime I tried to remove that fucking cloud watching shirt he'd stop me with his cheeky smirk, loving how desperate I was to see his body. So, as my pants and boxers fell around my ankles I was undoing his own. “Let's hope the other cloud watchers don't spot you limping…” Austin whispered, reaching round to squeeze my ass as his own pants fell to the floor along with his blue boxer briefs, letting his beautiful cock. “They'll be too busy looking up.” I said, taking his meat into my hand and stroking it. “And I'll be too busy looking at this…” Austin whispered, squeezing my ass again. “I'll allow it.” I half laughed before he gripped my shirt and began pulling it over my head. “W-Wait, how come you get to keep your shirt?” I pouted. “Oh, Alex, we both know I'm in charge.” He smirked before pushing a finger through my lips. “Make it wet.” He commanded. He was right. Austin had full control over me, he may as well have my limbs on strings. I loved it though. I loved when he turned his dominant side on and just got super rough with me. I'd jerk off to it so much when I go to bed. I ran my tongue all over his digit before he slipped it out from my lips and then reached down to my ass. “Shit, Austin…” I gasped as I felt his finger already begin burrowing it’s way inside me. “Mmmm, nice and tight as always…” He whispered into my ear as I placed a hand on his pec that was desperately trying to burst through his shirt. Meanwhile my other hand was stroking off his beautiful cock. “You want another finger?” He whispered into my ear, again, sending chills down my spine. “Yes… Austin, I'd love another…” I breathed before he pulled his digit out of my ass. He drooled onto them, before inserting them back into me. “That's it, Alex… Take them…” Austin growled into my ear before nibbling on it as he fucked my ass with his two fingers. “Oh yeah, Austin… That feels so good…” I whimpered as I buried my face into his shoulder. “Just wait till it's the real thing, baby.” Austin said, scissoring my insides. “I want it so bad…” I groaned. “Then let's give it to you.” Austin smirked before kissing me again. As we passionately kissed, he quickly wrapped his arms around my thighs and lifted them upwards. I knew where he was going with this so I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pinned me against the door. “Still not gonna take that shirt off?” I sighed, seeing his nipples through the sky blue cotton. “Wouldn't wanna break those precious cloud watching club rules, would we?” Austin smirked, his cock positioned and ready between my cheeks. “I don't give a fuck anymore.” I whined. “Well then, somebody has to.” Austin smirked before thrusting into me. “Argh fuck!” I gasped as I felt half his cock enter me at once, making me dig my nails into his clothed back. “Whoops.” He smirked before kissing me passionately as his hips began thrusting into me. I moaned into his mouth as I felt his 6 and a half inch cock sliding in and out of me. It felt so good already. Austin had fucked me so often now, I had gotten used to the initial pain. “Oh fuck yeah, take it Alex… Mmm fuck, you’re so good…” He growled as our sweaty foreheads pressed together. “Mmmm yeah, Austin… You feel so good inside me…I-It's so goood…” I whimpered, clawing at his back through the shirt as his hips moved like pistons. “Yeah, baby… Fuck, you're such a good boy…” Austin grunted, moving down to kiss my neck. With one hand I gripped his blonde locks as I felt his hot breath against my skin. “Jesus Christ Austin, I'm close already…” I moaned as he continued to hold me in the air, against the door. I wouldn't be surprised if someone in the store could hear Austin’s balls slapping against my skin. “Go for it, baby… Cum as hard as you can…” Austin muttered, taking my cock in his hand and stroking me off. “Oh fuck yeah! Argh fuck! Shit!” I moaned loudly as I began shooting load after load onto my body along with Austin’s club shirt - making my own clouds. “Mmm fuck… Oh yeaaaah, baby…” Austin groaned as I felt him, too, unload deep inside my ass. “Oh yeah, Austin…” I muttered as I felt him breed me raw. When he was done, he pulled out of me and set me back down onto the floor. My legs were shaky as I leaned back against the door. We both stood there panting as we looked at each other. “Looks like I can't wear this anymore.” Austin smirked, looking down at the blue shirt. “W-Was that all so you didn't have to wear that in public?” I half laughed. “Partially. Also because I love that ass.” Austin chuckled, pulling the shirt over his head, finally letting me see his body. “Mmmm and I love this body so you're gonna stay still for a minute. I said before leaning in and taking his nipple into my mouth. “Ahaha, that's fair. You earned it.” Austin smiled. “Ooh! Ooh! That cloud looks like a car with wings!” I pointed out to my fellow cloud watchers. We were in the mall, outside in the courtyard, looking up at the sky. Austin was sitting on a bench looking bored as hell as he unenthusiastically took part. I was wearing my shirt while Austin was back to wearing his shirt, tie and jacket. I was trying to hide the limp from my sore ass that Austin accurately predicted. “Oh! And that one looks like a pineapple on a canoe.” I said, as the other members jotted it down in notepads. “What do you see, Austin?” I asked. “I dunno. A big, white, puffy thing.” Austin shrugged, earning boos from the other members. “C’mon, you're not even trying.” I insisted. “Okay, okay! I see a snowman eating marshmallows.” Austin sighed. “Eh, wrong! It's a bunny on a bicycle. You really couldn't see that?” I scoffed. “Can you believe this guy?” I teased him, to my cloud watchers. “Okay, now I know you better. You're a lame bitch.” Austin rolled his eyes, standing up. “Can we go do my things, now?” “Sure, if you can think of something more fun than cloud watching.” I said. “I'm gonna take you to a horror movie fest.” Austin smirked. “I was supposed to go with you to that!” Dez whined, coming over. “Urgh, really? I hate horror movies. They're so boring.” I groaned. “More boring than staring at fucking clouds?” Austin mocked. “Yeah, that's the boringest thing I've ever heard.” Dez said before looking up. “Hey, check it out! A bunny on a bicycle!” He noticed. “It's not a fucking bunny on a bicycle!” Austin pouted before walking off. “It's a bunny on a bicycle.” I nodded to Dez. “Oh yeah.” The next evening, I was in the practice room getting ready for Austin’s Fright Fest. Apparently we had to go in-costume, so he had given me his Dracula costume. It consisted of a white shirt, a red waistcoat and a gigantic cloak that was just way too big for me. I slicked my hair back but I refused to put the fangs in my mouth - they were just uncomfortable and stupid. Just as I had finished applying the pale makeup, the practice room door opened. “Heyyy, someone's looking sexy.” Austin smiled, wearing a… Lawn? It looked like he was just covered in grass and moss except for his face that had green and brown makeup on it to look dirty. He looked like a green, ungroomed Wookie. “What the fuck are you wearing?” I half laughed. “I'm the Swamp Monster from the film we’re gonna see.” Austin answered, giving a twirl. “You look like yard clippings.” I scoffed. “Ooo, Dracula’s feeling fierce. Where’s your fangs?” Austin asked. “If you want me to wear the fangs, I'm not watching this movie. They're my cloud shirt.” I told him. “Ahaha, okay, that's fair.” Austin said. “You look good, though.” He smiled, a bit flirty. “You wanna fuck me as Dracula, don't you?” I realised. “No… But I vant you to suck my cock.” He said but in the Dracula/Transylvanian accent in a way that I couldn't help but laugh at. “Get out of your garden then.” I scoffed. “Ain’t got time for that. You're gonna have to get in my bush.” He smirked. “You dirty bitch.” I rolled my eyes before going down to my knees. I pushed apart the shrubbery till I saw his brown shorts underneath. “Didn't take much convincing though, did it?” Austin smirked as I began unbuttoning it. “With you, it never will.” I admitted before I saw his already semi hard cock be freed. I opened my lips and happily took it into my mouth. “Oh yeaaaaah…” Austin purred, rolling his head back. “Alex, you beauty…” He muttered as I began bobbing my head up and down his, now, fully erect cock. “How are you so good at that?” He moaned quietly as I slobbered all over his beautiful cock, slurping at the precum that was already oozing out. “I've been wanting this allll day. I jerked off to you twice last night… Thinking about when I fucked you against the door and how you just kept moaning… I love it when you moan…” Austin said, and so I began moaning around his shaft. “Oh yeah, just like that… God, I can't get enough…” Austin muttered, thrusting into my mouth every now and then to make me gag a little. “Remember our first time? When I fucked you right in the middle of the shop? We-We should do that again sometime…” Austin continued. I couldn't really see him as there was so much layers of grass above me, but I assumed he was just picturing it. “Mmm shit, I won't last long now… Not while I'm picturing you bent over while the kangaroo was watching…” He groaned. As I continued slurping at the tip and swirling my tongue around the rod of meat, his breathing quickened, until finally… “Awwwh yeaaah… Oh fuck yeah, Alex… Shit…” He moaned out as my mouth flooded with his seed yet again. When he was done, I dug myself out of his costume. “Enjoy that?” I smirked, looking up at him. “You make cloud watching worth it.” He sighed as I stood back up. “Does that mean you'll come to the next meeting?” I asked. “I'd rather be eaten by my own costume.” Austin answered, flatly. “Now c’mon, I don't wanna miss the previews!” He said before hurriedly leaving the practice room. Unfortunately we DID see the previews. And the entire 2 hour movie of predictable plot points and unnecessary gore. There wasn't even a single sex scene. When we left I was pretty bloody fed up. “How did you not like Swamp Bride?! There was a wedding! I thought you loved weddings?” Austin asked as we stood outside the theatre. “The swamp guy ate the bridesmaids.” I sighed. “They ran out of appetisers!” Austin defended. “Urgh, this stuff is just ridiculous.” I groaned. “Chewy eyeballs and chocolate intestines?” I said, pointing out Austin’s candy bag. “Don’t forget the red veins!” He beamed before taking a bite out of them, like a big child. I hated how cute he looked, even covered in foliage. Then Walter, the man who owned the theatre came walking over in his uniform. I knew him mostly because he worked at the mall like I did. “Hey Walter.” I smiled. “Hi Walter.” Austin smiled, too. “Oh, don't ‘hey, hi Walter’ me! You littered in my theatre!” He accused. “We didn't litter.” Austin frowned. “Oh yeah? Look what I found underneath your seat. Recognise this?!” He said, showing us a piece of popcorn in his white gloved hand. “Uh… Yeah? It's popcorn.” I shrugged. “Ahaaa! How would you know that if you didn't litter?” Walter questioned. “Because we know what fucking popcorn looks like.” I answered. “I'm watching you. You too!” He warned me and Austin before walking away. “BLEGH!” I heard someone yell behind me. I turned round to see Dez wearing a strange, weird looking costume. It looked like a weird cross between sci fi and undead. He had some kind of weird headgear that had eyes, while his face was a pale blue colour. “Uh, hi, Dez. What are you supposed to be? An alien zombie?” I sighed. “No, a zombie alien.” Dez corrected. “I'm a Zalien, character from my favourite 13 movies of all time. Zaliens, Zaliens 2, Zaliens 3, Zaliens 4, Zaliens 5, Zaliens 7-” “You missed out Zaliens 6.” I frowned. “Urgh, that movie sucks. I wish I could forget it.” Dez cringed. “Guess who's ready to get her Zalien on!” Trish exclaimed, coming over. She was wearing almost the exact same costume as Dez was… “Fuck, that's scary.” I half laughed. “Oh, c’mon, you're scared of Trish more than our film?” Austin complained. “I'm scared because they have something in common.” I pointed out. Trish and Dez turned to face each other and just SCREAMED. “Best Zalien Movie?!” Dez questioned her. “Uh, duh! Zaliens 3: Brain Eaters from Beyond. Best scene in that movie?” Trish asked. “Uh, duh! When the Zaliens take the shape of teachers and eat the football team’s brains.” Dez answered. “Okay, okay! No biggie. So we have a few things in common. That doesn't make us friends. It could just be a coincidence.” Trish reasoned. “Favourite number between one and a billion?” Dez asked her. “2.” They both said in unison before screaming again. “ZALIEN BRAIN SUCK!” Trish exclaimed before they both placed hands on each other’s head and made weird noises as they spun away. “Okay, now that’s the scariest thing I've seen all day.” I laughed as they left us. “I think it's kinda cool that they have something in common. Wish we were more like them.” Austin sighed. “BRAIN SUCK!” He tried before putting a hand on my head and making the weird noise. “If you're gonna suck something, don't make it my brain.” I told him, moving his hand away. “Okay, Uh, so we don't like the same stuff but at least we’re getting to know each other better.” I reasoned. “Plus, now it’s Alex’s turn, so get ready because we’re about to take a ride on the fun train.” I beamed. “The mall pond?” Austin groaned, throwing a pebble into the water. It was dead quiet as we stood outside by the said pond. We were still wearing our ridiculous costumes as well. “I think the fun train let us off at the wrong station.” “Hey, I come here for creative inspiration.” I told him, sitting on the pond’s bench. I sit here and watch the geese as I write lyrics in my songbook.” I explained. “Have a seat.” I said, patting the bench beside me. “Oh, I get it.” He smirked before sitting down beside me. “Inspiration… You wanna combine You're two methods of gaining inspiration?” He smirked, cupping my face before leaning in and kissing me. “I didn't know you were such a freak that you’d do it right here - but I'm down.” “No, Austin… Although it’s quite tempting, Swamp-Thing.” I chuckled, standing up. “I'm just saying, this is where I've written some of your best songs.” I told him, looking out at the pond. “Awwh… Well, then I guess I like this pond, then.” Austin smiled, standing up beside me. “Oh, and with the help of Gelato.” I smiled. “I get it, you like ice cream.” Austin chuckled. “No, no. That's Gelato.” I said before pointing out the goose that was coming over. “I've been coming to hang out with him since I was a little boy. Watching him helps me when I have writer’s block.” “I get it. It's kinda why I like horror films. There's something about monsters slurping up brains that gets me psyched to perform!” Austin beamed. “Well, that’s less wholesome… Don't you think he's cute?” I asked, referring back to the goose. “I guess.” Austin smiled and the goose honked loudly at him. “Okay, okay, you're cute!” He said, nervously. “Oh shit!” I gasped, spotting a sign. “They're getting rid of the pond! They're making this into a parking lot! What's going to happen to Gelato?!” I panicked. “Maybe he could move into that store with the ducks on the window?” Austin suggested. “That's a Chinese restaurant.” I snapped. “Okay, calm down. We’ll call a zoo and- What the fuck are you doing?!” He realised as I was picking the goose up and hiding it under my cloak. “Stealing a goose! I need Gelato! Who else is going to help me write your songs?!” I reasoned. “Alex, are you breaking the rules? That's fucking awesome! I never thought I'd see Alex Dawson dressed as Dracula stealing a goose and running from a security guard.” Austin laughed. “I'm not running from a security guard.” I frowned. “We should be.” Austin said. “FREEZE!” The mall’s security guard shouted before a flashlight lit us up like a spotlight. I panicked and ran away as Austin giggled behind me. We ended up running into the theatre with the goose still hidden under my cloak. I felt like I was about to have a fucking panic attack. “Why did we come back here?” I whispered to Austin as we stood at the back of the theatre as a Zaliens movie played. “We had to get away from that security guard!” Austin answered. “You just wanted to watch the end of Zaliens 5!” I accused. “Then we’re killing two birds with one stone.” Austin reasoned, to which Gelato honked at. “It's just an expression!” He defended. “Shhh! No talking during the movie!” Walter hushed, coming over. Gelato made another noise. “Did you just honk at me?” He asked me. “Wait, no, Walter, uh, that was-” “Me!” Austin saved me. “I honked at you… Honk!” “Excuse me? I'm wanting ya, kid, I speak Goose and that kind of language will not be tolerated in my theatre!” Walter threatened him. “Sorry Walter, I meant to say… Honk?” Austin tried. “Apology accepted. I'm still watching you.” Walter warmed us before walking off to tell someone else off. We snuck down to where we spotted Trish and Dez, sitting next to them. “What's in your cloak?” Trish frowned, noticing it was moving around. “Gelato the Goose. We need to find him a new home because they're tearing out the pond.” I whispered. “HONK!” “Shhhhh!” Someone in front hissed. “Why won't it quiet down?” Trish asked. “I don't know, he might be hungry.” I said. “There's popcorn on the floor. Let him eat that.” Austin suggested. “Okay.” I said, putting him down. “Urrr… Where did Dez go?” I asked, noticing his seat was now empty. “Hey guys. Did you know there was free popcorn down here?” Dez asked, popping his head up from the empty seats behind us. We watched, in disgust, as he scoured the floor, moving past other audience members, then he came back. “We've got a little problem…” He said. “No, you're the one with the problem for eating popcorn off the floor.” I cringed. “No. Gelato crawled under the seats.” Dez told me. “Shit!” I gasped, moving my cloak to see he really had completely disappeared. “We need to get him back!” “Ow! Something just bit me!” Nelson, one of my music students, blurted out. “Shhh!” Austin and I tried hushing him. “Ow! It bit me again!” He cried out as Gelato honked. “There's a Zalien in here!” Nelson panicked. “It-It’s not a Zalien, it's a goose.” I told him. “A zombie-goose!!” Dez said in a spooky voice. It was soon chaos. The goose kept running past the movie goers, freaking them out. Knocking popcorn from their hands, pecking at their ankles and flailing its wings around. “RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!” Nelson cried out as everyone began rushing out of the movie theatre. “That’s it, Goose. Nobody wrecks my theatre!” Walter growled, spotting Gelato. However, the goose was just enraged and suddenly mauled the man’s face. “This is awesome!” Austin laughed. “Awesome? Gelato just caused panic in the theatre and is fucking attacking Walter. How can you be laughing?” I asked, panicking. “Because Gelato just caused panic in the theatre and is fucking attacking Walter.” Austin chuckled before putting an arm around my shoulders. “It's funny. You've gotta see things my way sometimes and stop being so serious.” He told me. When I realised what he meant, I couldn't help but crack a smile. It was pretty funny when you think about how ridiculous this was. I even began to giggle. “Okay… You're right… It's kind of funny.” I smiled. “Hey, Walter. Shhh! There’s no screaming in the theatre.” Austin teased as the man continued to be attacked by my goose. I sat in Sonic Boom the next day, knitting something for Gelato who was down by my feet. I was wearing a white shirt with pink flowers on it, along with a denim pair of shorts. Austin soon came in, wearing a blue shirt with black sleeves and jeans. “Hey, whatcha doing?” He smiled. “Gelato is going to the animal reserve.” I said and he honked for confirmation. “So I'm knitting him some webbed-footie pyjamas.” I said, before showing him. “You're a dork.” He told me with an amused smile. “Says the man walking around in a hedge last night.” I scoffed, getting up. “Oh, c’mon, I know you had fun.” He insisted as we walked to the counter. “Okay, maybe a little. I'm glad we got to hang out. And… Not just to have sex.” I smiled. “Me too. I feel like we really know each other now. So we’re different but I think that's what makes us better partners.” I reasoned. “Totally. You sure you're gonna be okay without Gelato?” Austin asked. “Yeah. I kind of realised I don't need him to help me write songs anymore. I've got a new goose named Austin.” I smiled. “Cool! You named a goose after me? Where is he?” Austin exclaimed. “No, it's you. You're my goose.” I rolled my eyes. “Y’know… Of all the things you've called me, and you've called me a lotta hot things… Goose is nowhere near as flattering.” Austin scoffed. “No, it's a metaphor. I have you, so I don't need my Gelato anymore.” I sighed. “Awwh. Thanks Alex.” He smiled before giving me a hug. God, I hated how adorable he was sometimes. “You wanna go work on the new song for the webcast?”” He asked. “I actually already wrote one. I think you're going to like it much better than the other one.” I told him. I brought him over to the piano in the store and began playing the song ‘It’s Me, It’s You’. A week had passed and the song did amazingly well, thanks to Austin’s performance on our webcast. So, one quiet afternoon we were both in the shop at different sides of the counter, colouring in, in different books. He was wearing a black and white chequered jacket over a green top and jeans, while I was wearing a dark purple cardigan over a white tank top and black pants. “I forgot how much fun colouring was.” I smiled. “Which is why you need to hang out with me more.” Austin smiled back. Then, Trish and Dez came walking in - Trish wearing a bright red jacket buttoned you and Dez wearing a butterfly and flower patterned shirt - also buttoned up. “Guess who got a job at Tee-Shirt World!” Trish exclaimed before opening her jacket to reveal a white t-shirt with a giant Dez face printed on it. “Guess who got a best friend discount!” Dez also said, opening his shirt to reveal Trish’s face on his own shirt. “I'm so happy you guys are hanging out. And by ‘happy’ I mean totally weirded out.” I chuckled. “Why? We like the same horror movie, the same favourite number and the same pizza topping…” Trish said. “Pepperoni.” “Mushrooms.” Trish and Dez said at the same time. “MUSHROOMS?!” “PEPPERONI?!” They both then said in disgust. “I can NOT be friends with someone who likes mushrooms!” Trish spat in horror. “Well, I can't be friends with someone who likes… Pepperoni.” Dez grimaced. “Are you guys seriously gonna end this friendship over a pizza topping?” I chuckled. “It's not just pizza toppings. First, she likes pepperoni. Then she doesn't want to get it delivered because she thinks we don't get out enough. But sometimes I'm tired and I just want to watch TV!” Dez complained. “Why are you so tired all the time?! I'm the one who works at least 2 jobs a day!” Trish yelled after him as they both stormed out of the shop. “And all balance is restored in the universe.” I chuckled. “Let's see what you've got.” Austin said, referring to the colouring books. “You're gonna be so proud of me. I coloured outside the lines.” I said, smug as he peered over my shoulder. Austin squinted as he looked for it. “Where'd you colour outside the lines?” He asked. “Uh, right there.” I smiled, pointing at the tiny mark barely breaking out of the black printed line. Austin grabbed the book and began scribbling maniacally all over the page. “NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” I laughed, trying to stop him but he was obviously too strong. “Who's outside the lines now?” He said, using his other hand to gently poke my side. “YOU BROKE MY CRAYON!” I gasped, giggling as I watched it crumbling in Austin’s hand. We laughed away in a very wholesome manner. It was getting really hard to not have feelings for Austin…
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Robert
6/17/2020 01:39:19 am
Please continue this😭😂
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