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If I ever decide to join a challenge with the deadline less than a week away again, you all have my full permission to call me an idiot and cyber slap me. My poor beta readers went above and beyond last night.

You all know about [livejournal.com profile] popsoundboard yes? It looks like a lot of fun, so go, join, take part.


I have to admit, normally my attention is on Brendon and Ryan, but I love

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It's Pete's birthday today. To celebrate I think you should all go write Mikey/Pete fic, and if you can't do that, come and tell me happy things about them. Tell me stories where it doesn't end and there are black picket fences and animals dressed in ridiculous outfits and lying on the grass watching the stars.

Big Brother starts tonight :)

Date: 2008-06-06 01:45 pm (UTC)
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Last one.


9 – Do not touch his Sidekick – If you do you’ll lose a hand.

Frank pulls the pillow over his head. He feels terrible and wants a nap but all he can hear is Mikey’s sidekick. Beeping followed by key strokes, sometimes Mikey laughing as he reads each new message.

It’s like every person Mikey has ever known – which are a lot – have decided that today is the day to get in touch. Frank’s on the verge of going insane.

He reaches for his shoe on the floor, flings it at the wall and shouts, “will you shut up for one minute!”

A minute of breathing hard, and Frank takes the pillow off his head, warily looking toward his bedroom door. It’s too quiet now, no beeps or laughter and he’s about to climb out of bed to apolagise when Mikey appears.

He sits on the edge of the bed and holds out a juice box. Frank takes it, and stabs the straw through the hole. He drinks and looks at Mikey. “It’s quiet.”

“I turned my sidekick off.”

Guilt mixes with relief and Frank says, “I thought you were talking to your friends.”

Mikey looks at Frank. “I am.”


10 – Never forget how lucky you are – Living with Mikeyway is a lot of effort at times, but the rewards are many.

“I’ve made dinner. They’re tomato and fake bacon”

Mikey sets a heaped plate of sandwiches on the coffee table then heads back to the kitchen, picking up two bottles of soda and a share bag of chips. Setting them down he sits next to Frank, bare toes on the table, stupid hair leaving a mark on the cushion as he smiles at Frank before settling back to watch the DVD.

Awkward, annoying, best-friend-ever Mikeyway. Frank can’t imagine being without him.



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