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It's so fucking hot

Weak. I just call my friends "Fucker 1, Fucker 2, fucker 3, fucker 4, and Fucker 5."

Saying that out loud im starting to realise why I only have 5 friends.

Nevin: Thanks to Isaac, Drew has started cursing.

Nevin: now my name in his contacts is “my bitchass emo brother”

YEAH GUYS LETS RUIN THOSE FUCKING RAINBOWS

No but like I agree with the toreen-m person like it's so hypcoritaical.

ALSO WHOS DOWN FOR PIZZA?!

[Image Description: Three hands shaking. One is labeled ‘Aces’, one is labeled ‘Non-binary folk’, and one is labeled ‘Bisexuals’. The handshake is labeled ‘purple’.]

Okay I need to make sanscest shipchildren so give ma a ship.

Preferably rare pairs or uncommon ships/ships with not alot of shipkids

I'm always ready for a war

Please kill me

[Its more of a high school AU, though in this his dad didnt die and instead went to work at highschool. Also warning: Swearing and homophobia, abuse? Implied abuse?]

Jerome. One of the most hottest, coolest, and popular boy in school. His dad was the principal. He got away with everything. The minor bullying, the food fights, phones in class. Teachers turned a blind eye. But not just because Jerome was the principal's son.

No, Jerome was a straight 'a' student. He was even in the AP classes. He's a nerd, you say.

You're right. But people don't believe it. They think he got easy and good marks because he was the principal's son. But in reality, he was really just that smart.

His friends Cindy and Buggs usually didn't get in trouble. Mostly because Jerome was with them.

Some people envied Jerome. And by some I mean Felix Huxley. Not only was Jerome higher than him, Jerome and Felix had a rivalry. Mostly to see who was the best. But times were tough for the Huxleys. They were relying on friends like Carla and Monty for help with money. The Huxley twins' parents were going into dept.

"Can you believe him?" Felix said, glaring at Jerome and his friends. "He thinks that because he's tHe pRincIpaLs sOn that he can just PUSH ME around?! My parents could crush him if it wasn't for his dad! He'd be nothing without a father!" Felix said harshly. "Here we go again..." Carla said, sighing. She rested her head in her hands.

Monty stared down at his plate, ignoring Felix ranting. "I mean come on! He's not even that good looking!"

Monty looked up at Felix and laughed. "You aren't any better than him." Carla snickered. Felix gasped and looked at Monty, offended. Ted grinned. Felix glared at Monty. Monty smirked. "Not even Ted will back you up." Carla said.

Felix looked at his brother, who shrugged. Felix groaned. "I hate you all."

Across the cafiteria was Jerome and his friends. "You think I can hit Penny from all the way over here?" Buggs asked. Jerome laughed. "Go for it."

Cindy sighed and rolled her eyes. "Boys." She mumbled. Buggs grinned and turned around and grabbed the orange off of his tray. He lifted his hand in the air and threw the orange. It hit one of the other Jocks.

Chaos. Absolute chaos. It was a food fight.

Felix groaned and ducked under the table. "Fucking heathens!" He yelled. Monty sighed, he took his back back out and took out his umbrella. He can't get under a table. He's in a wheelchair after all. Why he had a umbrella on a sunny day was unimportant.

Jerome moved to the side of avoid getting hit. Cindy yelped in anger. She got behind Jerome, using him as a shield.

"Ugh! Buggs! I just had my nails done!" Cindy scolded. Buggs grinned backed back her and winked, then threw an open carton of milk. Jerome chuckled and moved away from Cindy. She yelled when she was it with an apple juice.

Jerome made his way to the other side of the cafeteria. "What the hell is Jerome doing?" Felix asked. Monty and his friends looked over at Jerome, who was heading to the fire alarm. He made eye contact with Monty and grinned, winking, then pulled the fire alarm.

The alarm blared out. "I'm gonna kill Jerome." Felix said.

_____

Students were outside the school. Carla was laughing her ass off. She was drenched in milk and pasta sauce. Ted was calmng his pissed off brother down.

Monty tried to process everything that happened in the small span of five minutes.

Buggs was looking at his scraped up elbow. Cindy was telling Jerome off about the whole fire alarm scene. Jerome rolled his eyes and brushed her off.

The Principal came outside, scanning the area. He made his way over to Jerome, grabbing Jerome by the arm roughly and dragged him inside. People whispered about what would happen.

Jerome remained calm when he was being dragged inside, but once he was inside and alone with his father, he trembled in fear.

"Finally, maybe he'll learn his lesson." Felix muttered to his friends. Monty shrugged. He was the only one of his friends who knew what Jerome's Dad was like. He did go to school when Jerome's Dad was Principal all those years ago. Everyone who was at the first Kindergarten knew what Jerome's Dad was like.

While Felix knew there were pills, he didn't know everything. Cindy gave Buggs a worried look. Cindy glanced around nervously. "I shouldn't have yelled at him." Cindy said regretfully. Buggs patted her on the shoulder.

_____

Monty was alone. He didnt have a partner for his project. Mostly because there was someone missing. That person was Jerome. Monty assumed he was in ISS, a.k.a in school suspension. But there was a knock at the door, and when it was opened, Jerome came in. But he was wearing different clothes.

The teacher talked to Jerome and his looked over at Monty, who pretended not to notice, and worked on the project. Jerome nodded and walked over to Monty. He sat across from Monty awkwardly. "It's been awhile." Jerome said, trying to break the silence. Monty nodded. Jerome looked away, then back at Monty. "So uh, we're project partners-"

"I assumed so. I can't walk, not hear." Monty said. Jerome got up and walked over to the other side of the table and sat next to Monty. "What are we... supposed to be doing?"

"Read a book and analyze the story, what it's about, the characters, how the change, etc etc. The book we were assigned is 'One of us is lying by Karen M. McManus.'"

Jerome nodded. "I've laid out how to go about it, so all we have to do is read it." Monty said. Jerome nodded. Jerome picked up the book and opened it up. Jerome came closer to Monty so he could read along. And he quietly read against Monty. They stopped every now again to write things done. The bell ran and class let out, along with school. Jerome wrote the page number down on a piece of paper.

Jerome left the room to head to his basketball practice. As Monty was leaving he noticed a note.

It was a phone number with the words,

'Call me' with a heart after. Monty sputtered. "What the hell?" He asked himself.

_____

Luckily for Jerome's dignity, Monty did end up calling him later in the day. Monty tried to make it about the project, but Jerome just rambled on about how 'Cindy and Buggs need to kiss already', and how 'Buggs has a crush on Cindy' and how he 'shouldnt be telling Motny this.'

Monty learned that Jerome liked to speak his mind. If he had something to say he would say it. Which explains why he won't stick to the project.

"So Cindy just freaking lost balance and knocked everyone but herself over. Some girl broke her nose." Jerome told the other. "How are you friends with her?" Monty asked. Jerome went silent. "Cindy isn't that bad. She comes from a broken home like Buggs. She takes her anger out on others and it shows. She always feels bad but is too ashamed to apologize. Her parents fight all the time. She calls me and Buggs crying everyday. She does what her parents to to each other and to her. She hates pigtails and makeup, but her mom forces her. Buggs doesnt have a family. He usually looks for aytnetion because no one gives him any. Buggs is pretty funny. He's chaotic I guess. Apparently his father was like him, so I guess it runs in the family. It's like the whole judging a book by it's cover thing. Though I guess, in a way, its true. They are cruel and mean to others. And while what happened doesnt justify it, it's the reason why. My parents pushed me. If they didn't I'd still be in middle school." Jeorme went quiet for a while. "Dad cheated on mom with the maid. I spend the weekends at her place. They're dicorced. And no one knows. Well you do but... you dont really care. They were always gonna get divorced. It was just never going to work out. They fought all the time. I don't really like the yelling." Jerome sighed.

Monty felt awkward. "I asked for why she was your friend not your life story dude-"

Jerome laughed. There was a voice on the other end. "Yeah, I was just getting off the phone with Monty. Project planning and all..... yeah no I understand, I'll be down in a minute." Monty blinked and went quiet.

"Uh so, I've got to go for dinner. See ya tomorrow Monty." Jeorme said. "Bye."

_______

"Can you belive the guy? He walks around all mighty like but when someone question how the hell he got in to those AP classes he just freaking gets all sensitive and shit!" Felix rambled. Monty shrugged. "I mean I'd be offended too if someone questioned how smart I was because of my dad." Monty said. Felix rolled his eyes. "Monty, no one can be THAT good."

"I mean it's not impossible-" Ted reasoned. Felix glared at him. Ted sighed and took a sip of his milk. "Anyway, I'm thinking about joining the robotics team. What do you guys think?" Monty asked. Carla spoke imedently. "Yes! Oh god its sooooo fun! Remember last year's competition?!"

"Yes, we all remember Carla. You dumped water one me and kissed Penny." Felix said. Carla giggled shyly.

Monty laughed. His phone buzzed. He looked at it. It was from Jerome.

Jerome: I read the book online and there's a sequel and I w a n t I t.

Monty smiled a bit. He hadn't really talked to Jerome until the peoject. But he'd always admired Jerome. Jerome was just that smart, he was handsome, charming, funny. But he was also awkward and caring.

Deep down Monty had always wanted to talk to Jerome more. "Monty! Are you even listening?!" Felix complained. Monty snapped back to reality. "Oh sorry. Zoned out."

"Who were you even talking to?" Ted asked. "Oh just my project partner." Monty said. He wasnt lying, but he wasnt saying the whole truth.

"As I was saying...."

Monty: then get it.

_____

Monty stolled next to the principals office, stopping because of the crowd. "You can't be gay. Its not natural!" He heard a voice say. It was the the principal. "Dad! I don't want to date Cindy! I'm gay! She knows this!"

A loud smack was heard from the room. Monty gasped and covered his mouth. He made his way to his next class.

"Don't be late to class. I don't need anymore disappointment today." Jerome's father said, leaving his office. Jerome swallowed and fell to the floor, sobbing quietly.

'Crying is for pussy boys.' His father had told him once. He tried his face up and left his dad's office and headed to class. He walked into the room just in time so he wasn't late. He took a seat next to Monty. The teacher explained what they're doing again.

And so the students got to work.

____

"Oh my god. Simon is a bitch!" Monty said. "Honestly Simon reminds me of you." Jerome said, grinning. Monty hit Jerome lightly. Jerome smiled at Monty. "When is it due?" Jerome asked. "On Friday." Monty answered. "Well we're basically done." Jerome said, writing things down. Monty nodded in agreement. "Dont forget the ending." Monty said. "I'm not an idiot, love. I'm the one who read the whole thing first." Jerome replied.

Monty went red at the nickname. He also went silent. Jerome hadn't noticed. "Hey, uh, can I come over to your place? Practice was canceled and dad's working late." Jerome asked. Monty blinked. "Ye-Yeah sure." Monty mentally facepalmed at the stutter.

For the rest of the class period Jerome just rambled about things. Jerome admired Monty. Monty was extremely smart and resourceful, he was strict but cool, he sold good things too. He was smart business wise as well. His glasses and differnet colored eyes were cute to Jerome. Jerome thought Monty attractive.

"Yeah so, I'm thinking of joining the robotics team." Monty said. "Oh cool, maybe we'd see each other after after school."

"You know, you'd be great at robotics Monty. I mean in kindergarten you practically built a laser beam to get your revenge on the Janitor. You could probably be a scientist come to think of it." Jerome said. Monty looked away shyly. He didn't like praise. "Yeah, I guess so."

____

Jerome looked around Monty's house. It was about a Medium size, two floors including a basement. There was a wheelchair accessible ramp on all the stairs. Jerome had been on one before, it was cool back then. He was about nine and his grandma was disabled.

Jerome, even with his loaded parents, had a modest house, three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen, an office, and a living room. "I like it. " Jerome said. Monty's mother had already left them to head to the store. "My room is up stairs, so we'll have to use the ramp, which luckily-"

"Can I carry you up the stairs?" Jerome asked without thinking. Monty went red. "You probably can't, considering I'm about the same-"

Again Monty was cut off. Jerome scooped Monty up into his arms with out warning. It was bridal style. Monty clung to Jerome as they went up the stairs. "Which one's yours?" Jerome asked. "That one." Monty said, pointing to his room. Jerome nodded and laid Monty down in his bed. Monty sat up half way and rolled his eyes. "I can't believe you did that?"

"You should have seen your face. It was cute." Jerome said. Upon realizing what he said he too went red. "I'm not cute." Monty said. No turning back now. "I think you are." Jerome said. Monty hid his face from Jerome. He groaned. Jerome laid down next to Monty and hugged him. "What are you doing?" Monty asked, facing Jerome. "You're comfy..." Jerome mumbled. Monty muttered a 'thanks.'

"Hey Monty?"

"Yeah Jerome?

"Will you go on a date with me?"

[THIS IS UNEDITIED AND YES HOES I DID IT BEFORE 2:00A.M]

Yeah! Gotta keep it clean for those dumbass fucking kids! Fucking little shits, children of whores.

Edward: Some people like to fucking curse but I don’t do that shit, I like to keep it fucking clean for the kids!

Even my parents and friends.

No one is safe when I die.

When I die, I'm gonna be a bitch and take everyone down with me.

When I die, I'm gonna be a bitch and take everyone down with me.

I have moments when I'm practically drunk and cant function without drinking anything and I'm starting to think it's because I stay up till one a.m

A lot of you dont know this but I'm in the kindergarten fandom. And my favorite ship is Jonty so....

"A Friend" A Jonty/Jeronty Oneshot

"If you had help and went to physical therapy, then you might be able to walk again." The doctor said to Monty and his parents along time ago. Now Monty was in high school, he was taking physical therapy as it didn't hurt anymore. Before when he moved his lower half it hurt.

Monty yawned as sat up. He had always needed help getting dressed ever since the Janitor attacked him.

He pushed a button and waited for his father or mother to come help him into his wheelchair

Monty's mother pushed Monty into the car and secured his chair into the front seat. She smiled sadly. "Peterson wants you to bring a friend to therapy."

Monty groaned and rolled his eyes. "You know I don't have any friends." He said. "Sure you do! What about Kidd? He's nice to you! And that Carla girl! Don't you like her?" His mother asked. Monty huffed. "That was kindergarten, mom. She has a girlfriend."

"Oh... Well you still have friends! I'm sure of that."

'Yeah right,' Monty thought. 'Kidd is the reason I'm in this stupid wheelchair. And that janitor.' Monty rested his head in his palm and looked out the window as his mom drove him to school.

Monty's mother u locked his wheelchair and rolled him out onto the sidewalk. "Have a great day honey!"

Monty rolled his eyes and rolled off. He was always early to school. The only other people here were Penny and The Huxley twins.

They were all waiting for the school to open their doors. Luckily for Monty, the school was completely wheelchair accessible. He pulled out his phone and scrolled though his contacts.

He was looking for someone. Ah, there. Alice. He opened their texts.

~Texts~

Alice:

Madison's mom is going crazy

8:35 p.m.

Monty:

What

Why 8:37 p.m.

Alice:

The dog shit everywhere

8:38 p.m.

Monty:

Wtf 8:38 p.m.

> 3/8/__ <

Monty:

Get ur ass to school I'm

L o n l e y

/Today at 7:10 a.m.\

Monty sighed and took his ear buds out, pulled them in and played music. As time grew more student arrived. Kidd, Buggs, Cindy, Ron, and kids he'd never interacted with before. The school doors were un locked and kids were allowed inside the school.

Monty rolled his chair inside the school. He waited outside his class room. Carla came up to him. "Hey Monty." She said, her girlfriend, Penny, coming behind her. "Goor Morning Monty! How are you?" Penny asked. "Heya carla, Morning Penny. I'm just doing the same as always." He answered. He pushed his glasses up to his nose age as they fell down a bit.

Carla yawned and put her arm around Penny. Monty felt himself get jealous of their relationship. Single. He's always been single. Never kissed a girl, never kissed a guy, never kissed anyone.

But who would love a crippled boy with ginger hair? He didn't think no one would. The teacher opened the door to the class room and let the kids in.

Jerome was in the same class as all his friends. Cindy and Buggs. Yeah he only had two friends. They were the only ones there for buck after his dad was found dead.

He wasn't able to think straight for a few years. But now he was mostly over it. His father didn't deserve his son and wife's kindness, but everyday after Jerome's basketball practice, they'd go over to the cemetery and visit his dad's grave. Jerome did his homework there a lot. His mother would leave him there and drive off after a few minutes to head to her second job.

Sometimes his friends would join him. Sometimes Cindy called him when he was there, asking them how it went.

They never had time to hang out. Buggs had to be back at which ever foster home that didn't kick him out the day before. Cindy had cheer practice. Her cheer practice was for the same basketball team Jerome played on. They saw each other often when leaving school because of this, although Cindy walked home. Sometimes Jerome's mother had time to spare and would drive Cindy home, although that was rarely ever.

Jerome was the smart one out of his friends, and they would rely on him with help for their school work. Jerome was in the middle, Cindy was on his left, and Buggs was on the right. Jerome worked hard, he really did. The only reason he wants in the AP classes was because he wasn't at school all the time, he didn't turned in all his work, and because he just barely made it for an A in most of his classes.

Cindy was average. Jerome helped her a lot so that she could stay on the cheerleading squad. Buggs tried to stay on the same level as Cindy, but he wasn't as bright as her. He didn't care so much anymore. But every single foster family would punish him if he got lower than a C-.

Buggs was still a bully, Cindy was still kind of a bitch. But Jerome knew why. Jerome was a jock, people assume he's like his friends. But he isn't. See, unlike Buggs, he doesn't bully people because of his dad. He doesnt bully them at all actually. He doesn't because of his dad.

He changed a lot. Everyone did. And everyone will. They always have.

When lunch time came around, the first thing Monty noticed was a huge crowd. The second was the yelling and cheering. The third was the blood.

Monty swore under his breathe. He rolled a bit closer to the fight. Two students he never interacted or noticed before were fighting. 'Boring.' He thought. People were pushing through the crowd. The lunch lady was yelling at someone. Monty rolled his eyes and started to back up. He was knocked to the ground. A few people noticed but did nothing and he hissed in pain. He tried to get up. He was able to move his waist and right thigh, but that was it. He couldn't get up to his chair or get away.

He felt someone come beside him. "Need help?" Jerome asked. Monty looked at the taller boy. "Yeah." He said bitterly, looking at the people around him. Jerome picked Monty up and set him in his chair with ease. Jerome grabbed the handles to Monty's chair and safely got him out of the crowd. "Are you okay?" Jerome asked Monty. "Yeah. I'm "fine." I'll probably get bruised but I'm "okay."" Monty answered.

Jerome blinked. He liked the way Monty's voice sounded. He liked how sarcastic he was. He smiled and laughed a bit. "If you're hurting anywhere, I could take you to the nurse."

"I could get there myself!" Monty said, a bit irritated and insulted (insulted that like Jerome would think he needed anymore help at all.) Jerome chuckled and replied to the other boy. "I know that. But it would be nice to leave this chaos."

Monty huffed. "Yeah. Let's go to the nurse."

Jerome huffed as he waited for his last class to end. Practice was canceled for him because the couch was sick. He was so close to being out of school.

The bell rang and students rushed out of their classrooms. "Ah! Dont forget your homework!" The teacher yelled. Jerome grabbed a paper and ran out of the classroom.

Buggs skipped the last 10 minutes of class, so Jerome had no one to walk home with or talk to. Cindy had cheerleading practice still. Even if the basketball team didn't.

At least that's what he thought until he spotted Monty looking for his mother's go. "Fuck it." He mumbled and walked over to the ginger boy. "Hey Monty."

Monty jumped a bit and looked over at Jerome. He huffed. "Hey." The boys sat, well, Monty sat and Jerome stood in silence for a bit. "What are you uh... waiting for?" Jerome asked.

"My mom. She was supposed to pick me up as soon as school got out. " Monty said, looking around. "I have therapy..." He mumbled under his breathe. Jerome shrugged. "One day won't hurt. She's probably I'm traffic." Jerome said. He was right, Monty's mom was probably stuck in traffic.

"Don't you have somewhere to be?" Monty asked. "Yeah, but I'd rather spend it with a friend."

Monty blinked and looked over at Jerome. "F-Friend? You think of me as... your friend?" Monty asked. Jerome nodded and smiles. "Yeah. I like you. You're a good friend. I remember in kindergarten you selled me a yo-yo. Would you believe me if I said I've kept it all the way to high school?" Jerome let out a dry laugh. "My mom can't pick me up so I'll have to walk home when you leave. I can't go with Cindy's mom because she has cheerleading practice. Buggs decided to skip, amd he lives in a whole 'nother direction. So life is a bitch." Jerome said. It was clear to Monty that he liked to talk alot. But that wasn't what Monty was focused on. Momty realised he liked the way Jeorme's voice sounded nice to him. 'He kept it?' He asked himself. 'A child's toy?'

Jerome continued to talk. "You know my mom recently got us an orange tabby cat, and it reminds me of you. Tabby cats have the little 'M' looking thing in them and that's why it reminds me of you. Because your hair is orange and ayour name is Monty."

Monty rolled his eyes. "I figured that out when you said it was an orange tabby cat." Jerome grinned shyly and looked away. "Yeah."

Monty sighed in frustration. "Where is she?" He asked outloud. "She's probably just in traffic." Jerome said. Monty huffed. "Yeah but I'm getting tired of sitting around."

"I mean I could probably carry you." Jerome said. "What?!" Monty yelped. Jerome laughed. "Oh god- Hah! You should see your face!" Jerome smiled and looked at Monty. Monty looked away, embarrassed but also because he's a tsundere. "God that's cute." Jerome said. "CuTe?!" Monty said, snapping his head to Jerome. Jerome laughed harder. "Chill dude! You look like you're gonna run me over! Hahah!"

"Maybe I will!" Monty said, smiling a bit. Jerome laughed, starting to calm down. Monty blushed lightly. He liked Jerome's laugh. They both calmed down from how much they were laughing. Actually mostly Jerome.

Monty relaxed in his seat. He felt safe. "So uh... you go to therapy?" Jerome asked. Monty nodded. "Physical therapy. The doctors are hoping I'll be able to walk again." The ginger said. "Oh, that's cool."

"Yeah. For some reason Peterson wants me to, "bring a friend," to therapy. Which I find stupid because it's the weekday, and people have dinner and shit."

Jerome nodded. "Stupid, but maybe its for a good reason?"

"Yeah. I don't have many friends."

"Yeah, me too. I usually only hang out with Cindy and Buggs."

"Oh yeah. Them." Monty said. He hadn't interacted with many of his old childhood "friends." Jerome thought for a second. "Can I come?" He asked. "What?" Monty asked, confused. "Can I come with you to therapy? You said they wanted you to bring a friend and Well- I have no where to be." Jerome said, looking away shyly.

Monty blinked. "Don't you have things to do?" The one with the glasses asked. "Well duh, doesn't mean I want I wanna do them." Jerome said. Jerome thought for a moment. "And I don't want to go back to the cemetery."

"Cemetery?" Monty asked, confused. "You know how my dad was like, a murder? Well the thing is, I can't hate him. I miss him everyday even after what he did. He was a good dad. He was a good husband. And I remember how I found him dead. I found him. ME. When I was like six. You know how scarring that is? Sometimes I have nightmares about it," Jerome said, crossings his arms. But not because he was mad, but so he could dig his nails into his skin. Jerome felt like he was going to cry. "And it's just so hard- And I go to the cemetary almost everyday just hoping that he would come back. That maybe he could have change if me and mom knew sooner and I-" Jerome starting crying. It was quiet and he gritted his teeth. Monty realised his nails were digging into his skin. Monty grabbed Jerome's hand. "Hey, stop. You're hurting yourself. And i... I'm sorry about what happened. That must have been awful." Monty said. Jerome sniffled and nodded. "It was. I just miss him so much." Jerome said. Monty nodded. "I'm sure you do."

Monty saw his mother's van pull into the parking lot. Monty pulled his hand away from Jerome. "Are you sure you want to come with me to therapy?" Monty asked. Jerome wiped his tears away. "Yeah. I think it's better if I'm with someone right now." Jerome said, fiddling with his fingers.

Monty nodded again. "Well my mom is here. Let's go."

"I told you had friends!" Monty's mother said. Monty groaned. Jerome snickered. "Heheh, yeah, I'm Jerome by the way."

"Oh! You're the son of the principal from the first kindergarten! We used to fund that place." Monty's mother said. "I'm Vanessa by the way."

"Yeah it's a shame it only lasted for a few years before my dad dIed." Jerome said, his voice cracking a bit on 'died.'

"Oh, I completely forgot. I'm so sorry I brought that up." Vanessa apologized. "Naw it's fine. I'm over it by now." Jerome reassured. "Anyway, how long have you been going to therapy Monty?" Jeorme asked. "Since like... the last year of middle school?" Monty said, a bit unsure. His mother nodded, letting the two boys talk.

"Mmm, I had take therapy. But like not physical therapy, but like, for depression." Jerome said casually. "Did it work?" Monty's mother asked.

"Clearly not." Monty said. "Monty!" His mother yelled. Jerome laughed. "WoW oKaY mOnTy I sEe hOw iT iS-"

Jerome looked around the inside of the building. He subconsciously put his hands on the handles of Monty's wheel chair. Monty rolled his eyes. "It's not that amazing. " Monty said, looking at Jerome. "I've never been in one of these buildings before." Jerome said. Monty's mother led the way to the specifc room they were in. Jerome pushed Monty in his wheel chair, even though Monty insisted that he could do it himself.

For the past hour that they were there Jeorme helped Monty with his therapy, sometimes demonstrating himself. Monty actually enjoyed therapy with Jerome. He enjoyed himself with Jerome.

Monty's mother dropped Jeorme off at his house, way before his mother was even home. Before they left the therapy building, Monty and Jerome quickly exchanged numbers. It was cliché in a way.

Monty was sitting on his bed, finishing up his homework when he got a text.

Jerome:

What if we put our minecraft beds together??

Haha jk

Unless....? 5:31 p.m.

Monty:

You are so gay.

Jerome:

Ikr

Monty:

aH its hard to lay down.

Jerome:

If I were there

I'd help you.

Incoming call

Jerome

___ ___ ____

Monty answered. "Hey." Jerome said. "Hey Jerome."

And that was the start. Their friendship grew from that day, calling each other almost every night. Cindy would tease Jerome, saying they talked so much that they were probably in love.

The thing was, as much as Jerome was afraid to admit it, Cindy was right. Over time Jerome fell for the ginger haired boy. Monty was admirable, so smart and cute. So funny and sarcastic. It was quick, but obvious that they both liked each other more than friends. But neither would confess. Well that was untill one day after school. It wasn't exactly a proper confession.

Jerome was outside with Monty. It was the last day before spring break. Monty's mother offered to take Jerome home, as his mother was late. Monty's mother would often tear her son about Jerome when the other wasn't around. Saying things like, "He would make a good boyfriend for you," or, "I can tell you like him."

Monty always denied it, and thankfully she never said it in front of Jerome.

The two boys were talking as normal. Jerome laughed at a reaction Monty had to calling cute. "You're always flirting with me." Monty said rolling his eyes. "It's like you're trying to make me fall in love with you." He said sarcastically. "I hope it's working." Jerome replied back, grinning. Monty blushed and groaned. "You're an idiot, Jerome." Monty said. "But a handsome one." Jerome said, striking a pose.

Monty rolled his eyes and huffed, looking away. Jerome smiled amd stared at the other for a minute. He thought about what he was about to do. He decided to do it. He leaned down and held Monty's face in his hands. Jerome stared into Monty's eyes. "I love your eyes, Monty." Jerome said. Their faces were so close to touching. Monty closed the gap and kissed Jerome. Jerome obviously kissed back. He'd been planning to kiss Monty anyways. Jerome pulled away and stood up straight. "I love you." Jerome said softly. Monty sighed. "Yeah. I love you too."

:)

Yeah I mean, People should like you, for you, d not for what fandoms you're in. I hope the people who follow me will stick with me no matter what fandom I'm in.

Oof. Yeah I get it. You've grown out of the UT fandom. You know I hope people dont hate on you for it. I hope you're doing well, you're an amazing artist. And even though I'm not in a lot of fandoms you're in I'll be here to support you.

thanks man! I’ve actually been ‘out’ of it for a while (like maybe a year and a half or so), and the only thing I was really sticking around for was my own stuff… and it was kind of getting to an “I don’t want to give up this old attachment” thing, but now I feel more comfortable having other interests without feeling like I’m really giving anything up, and more just moving along.

this happens to a lot of people though, so I wouldn’t worry too much. changes just happen to all of us. all in all, I haven’t really been super active in the utmv fandom itself for at least a couple years, so it won’t be that much different from what it already was aside from the fact that I’m being more open with myself about how I actually feel about it.

I hope that people followed me for my content, and to see where I go with things, regardless of whether it’s related to Sans Undertale™ or not, so I appreciate all of you who stick with me.

'Its Monday when I'm writing this. Error fell down the stairs this morning, it was funny. Uh I wish you could have seen it. You would have laughed. It's been two weeks since you went into a coma. I'm not good at writing these. I hope you wake soon, Nightmare.

Your Love, Cross.'

Do you know Eliza and Hamilton? That's what it is. Expect their son is alive. But Cross is going to share Nightmare's story. And when he died Dream will continue. And then Incubux. They'll tell Nightmare's story.

I'm gonna fucking pass out.

I usually dont swear this much online but like damn bitch I'm tired its 12 a.m aand I'm in a writng mood hoes

My notifications just blew the fuck up-

'On Monday we met and you took me home.

You gave me a family of friends you see, and I loved you all equally.

Well that isn't true actually. I liked one more than the rest. And it was you. You were so charming. So funny. So smart. So strong and so cool. And you cared about me. You cared about others too.

People say you have bad heart and that you're cruel amd vain. But they don't know the real you.

On Tuesday you grabbed my arm and pulled me aside. I had dropped a glass on the floor shattered. I was scared for a bit. But you gave me a Dustpan and told be to hold still. You took a broom and sweeper it up. You didn't yell or hit. You were... nice.

You told be to be more careful, that I could have hurt myself. And you cared.

On Wednesday, I felt weak. I felt like falling over. The whole left side of me felt weak and tired. You picked me up and you carried me to my bedroom, which took a while because we lived in a castle. He tucked me to sleep, and stayed a bit. You got a book out. I had reached out for your hand and you smiled. You took my hand and held it as a fell asleep.

Apparently Killer walked in when I was asleep. He would always tease me about this. I found it funny. You didn't. That made it better.

On Thursday, Error confided in me about his crush. I remember taking his hands and pulling him close. You walked in on us. We swore it was nothing and that it wasnt what it looked like. You weren't so sure though. You seemed... jealous? In fact you didn't put us in any missions after that.

On Friday you were sick. You caught a cold from Dust. I made you some soup and you thanked me. I liked it. The way you smiled at me. It was lovely. You looked a little different because you were sick. Well really different actually but... I still liked you the same. You were the same person no matter what you looked like.

You said you like how brave and courageous I was. I blushed and shook it off. Telling you I wasnt brave or courageous. You smiled and rolled your eyes. Before you fell asleep you said you loved me. What did you mean by that?

On Saturday you were better and I was glad. We watched a movie. A horror movie. Lust and Killer were scared shitless. Killer and Lust were clutching onto each other. And I was scared too. But I wanted you to think I was brave. But you pulled me closer and said it was okay to be scared. Right. I was stupid. You could feel emotions.

You liked the darkness. It was always dark. We all fell asleep after the fourth movie. Well expect for me amd you. I was on your shoulder and you were on your phone. We laughed at something we saw. You turned your phone off and the only thing I could see was your cyan eyelight. You pressed our mouths together.

On Sunday I was nervous. I was so scared for you. You were in a bad fight with your brother. You said you loved me with all your heart before you went unconscious.

A month later I slept in your bed, praying you would come home okay. We were the same. Error would lead us and we even made a truce with your brother.

In fact him and Killer are together. Did you know that? I'm sure you did.

Half a year later the doctors said it would be a miracle if you woke up. Thing was I was too emotional. I was sick a lot. Then I went to the doctor and it turns out i was pregnant. You're the only one I let into my life. I knew it was yours. I prayed amd prayed. You deserved to meet your kid.

A year later we got news. We were visiting you. All of us. Even your son. I called him Incubux. I think you'd like him. The doctor thought you would wake up. Our son was a few months old.

A few months old. He looked a lot like you. I was excited. Finially you would meet your son.

But you never woke up. You took your last breathe when our son was seven. We were by your sighed and you turned to dust. I never got to tell you I loved you back. But you knew. Incubux is fifteen now. I'm over it now. I still love you. But I dont cry tears of sadness when I remember you. But tears of joy.

Our son has a boyfriend. Error's kid. Oh. Error and Ink got married. So did Killer and Dream actually. Most of us did. Dust and Blueberry, Horror and Lust, SwapLust and Swapfell, but not me. Maybe in another life we can get married.

I'm writing this letter to you, Nightmare. I know how much you liked to read, so I tried to make it worth it. When ever I look at our son I see you. And I know you're watching us.

I'll join you soon. You see, I'm dying. Our son still young. I've made a will. Dream gets our son. I know you would want that. I have a few months left to live. And I'm going to spend each thinking about you. I've made several letters, and I'll give them all to you.

All my love, Cross.'

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This made ME tear up a bit.

Crossmare angst bro. @nightmarexcross

Working on a fanfic. (Not the Affairs sadly) and I have no fucking clue what to do or how to right this.

A lot of you dont know this, but there is a part three to my affairs series, it's called "The Confrontations." I've added an Affairs tag to my stories with this, so you can find it easier!

"GUYS I HAVE THE PLAGUE!"

*gasping*

"LOL just kidding my life's amazing."

Six is a great musical and honestly Ckeves has a special place in my heart. Howaed and Boylen are still my favorites-

Dont ask what just happened

B r u h we're literally the same person

OG ACROSSNIGHTERRORS

@acrossnighterrors

Cross and Error giggled to each other. They were collecting flowers. Nightmare was inside. Cross and Error had started dating a year ago, and all was going fine until they realised Nightmare was jealous of them. Not just of Cross or Error, but both of them.

He was jealous because they cared about each other so much. Jealous because he had a crush on Cross. Jealous because he always liked Error. He couldn't believe he was in love with two people who were dating.

Error and Cross had found out while Nightmare was on the phone with Dream. Error and Cross had talked about it. Cross had mentioned how he also liked Nightmare, but he loved Error as well.

"I love you and Nightmare as well. I just thought that.. I could only have one." Error had said. Cross thought about all those fanfictions Dream madehimread- I mean showed him. "What about we all date? Poly relationship I think it's called. If we all love each other it should work out." Cross said.

That was a week ago. As I said they were picking flowers. They had planned to ask Nightmare out. They hoped he said yes.

Once they finished they headed inside. Nightmare looked over at them. "I hope Killer isn't around. With that pollen he might die." Nightmare said, looking back to his book. Cross giggled and came over to Nightmare, Error slowly coming slowly behind him.

"What do you two need?" Nightmare asked

"Will you go out with us?!" Cross and Error asked excitedly, handing the flowers out to him. Nightmare blushed a cyan, a tentacle grabbing the flowers. "Excuse me? Aren't you two... dating?" He asked nervously. Cross beamed at him, smiling. "Yes but we want to date you as well! We love you and each other, Nighty!"

'God Cross was too cute for his own good.' Nightmare thought. He swallowed.

"Oh stars yes now get these flowers out of here before we all sneeze to death-"

This is my alt account. Just so you know-

OG ACROSSNIGHTERRORS

@acrossnighterrors

Cross and Error giggled to each other. They were collecting flowers. Nightmare was inside. Cross and Error had started dating a year ago, and all was going fine until they realised Nightmare was jealous of them. Not just of Cross or Error, but both of them.

He was jealous because they cared about each other so much. Jealous because he had a crush on Cross. Jealous because he always liked Error. He couldn't believe he was in love with two people who were dating.

Error and Cross had found out while Nightmare was on the phone with Dream. Error and Cross had talked about it. Cross had mentioned how he also liked Nightmare, but he loved Error as well.

"I love you and Nightmare as well. I just thought that.. I could only have one." Error had said. Cross thought about all those fanfictions Dream madehimread- I mean showed him. "What about we all date? Poly relationship I think it's called. If we all love each other it should work out." Cross said.

That was a week ago. As I said they were picking flowers. They had planned to ask Nightmare out. They hoped he said yes.

Once they finished they headed inside. Nightmare looked over at them. "I hope Killer isn't around. With that pollen he might die." Nightmare said, looking back to his book. Cross giggled and came over to Nightmare, Error slowly coming slowly behind him.

"What do you two need?" Nightmare asked

"Will you go out with us?!" Cross and Error asked excitedly, handing the flowers out to him. Nightmare blushed a cyan, a tentacle grabbing the flowers. "Excuse me? Aren't you two... dating?" He asked nervously. Cross beamed at him, smiling. "Yes but we want to date you as well! We love you and each other, Nighty!"

'God Cross was too cute for his own good.' Nightmare thought. He swallowed.

"Oh stars yes now get these flowers out of here before we all sneeze to death-"

Quotev gang rise up

Horrorlust

Papyrus: Where’s my brother?

Razz: Somewhere disappointing me.

UsingMusicalsongstoexpressmylife

I've always assumed I'm the smartest in the room

I've always assumed I'm the best of the best

I've always imagined I'd be somewhere else.

I always thought that I would be the best

....

But no one else was in the room where I did it.

I was never in the group when they spoke.

They kept me from the group when they spoke.

HH WAS A MASSIVE-

I wouldn't be such a bitch if they could get it up. Uh oh, here we go, I said?

And now they're going around like "this is so fake"

"No!"

Yeah I'm pretty sure she means it.

All they ever do, all they ever do, honey, is break me, use me, always refused me

I'm glad I never made the boys go wild.

She'll be back. Like before.

I'll be back. Just like before.

KG was a pretty bitch.( Oh yeah?)

Yo girl, keep it together, I knew you would come far, now you're truly a Heather, smell how gangsta you are

I wanna watch the world burn.

I wanna make the world turn...

DeadFire is a fugly cow

And you quote this, "Why did you write this?"

WELL WELL WELL!

Just trying to say, in my friendly way, that she's such a bitch in everyway.

You could use a buddy. Don't you want a pal?

"And, No! Don't change the subject. 'Cause you're my favorite subject. My sweet, subbsisive subject. My loyal! Royal! Subject! Forever... and ever... and ever and ever and ever... you'll be back."

Yandereism and stockholm syndrome seems like it would make a could fanfiction. Maybe Driller? DS!Blueerror?- you'll be back is like my newest favorite song from hamilton

Oh! Thanks for following me! I really appreciate it!

No problem mate!

L u s t n e e d e d j u s t i c e !

I'm not sure where to take it from here though, so the next part, if there will be one, might take a while.

"The Confrontations."

Part three of the Affairs.

Lust looked in the mirror. His brother as off somewhere. God he could really use someone. But he had to do this alone.

He walked out the house and called his husband. "Lust?" Error asked. He sounded tired. Lust steadied himself. "I need to talk to you." Lust said. "Um, Okay? Should we-" but Error was cut off. "In thirty minutes at the park." Lust said. He hung up the phone. He had a look of determination on his face. "You can do this." Lust said to himself. He smiled.

___

Cross's jaw was dropped and he stared at Nightmare. Nightmare blushed a lavender, him being in his passive form and all. He gave a grin at his husband. He nodded and put a hand over the front of his spine.

Cross closed his mouth. Cross started to cry. "Honey are you okay?" Nightmare asked. Cross nodded. "I'm just so-so happy." Cross said through tiny sobs. He was overjoyed. Cross hugged Nightmare. "I love so so so much." Cross said, his head resting on Nightmare's shoulder.

"I love you too."

"My moon."

"My...X?.... No that sounds like I'm calling you my ex-"

Cross giggles. "We'll figure it out."

___

Error looked at the surrounds, waiting for Lust to arrive. Lust walked up to Error. "Error." Lust said firmly. "Hey." Error said. He had a feeling he knew what this was about. "I want a divorce."

Error looked relieved. "I do to. And I'm sorry for how I treated you, it's just that you're the only one who ever shows me affection and I thought I loved you and then i treated you how i was treated, and i know it was wrong, and I cheated, and I'm sorry. I can get the papers and you don't owe me anything."

Lust furrowed his eyebrows. He smacked Error hard. "I've known for a while now. And I agree. I don't owe you anything."

Error winced and looked away in shame.

He nodded. "It'll take a couple of months to get a divorce, as I'm sure you know, so uh...."

"I'll pack my bags and move back in with my brother where I've been staying for the past week."

Error nodded. "If you need any-"

"I don't need your help."

Error nodded. Lust turned away, pride on his face and he walked off. Error sighed. He texted Ink

'I'm getting divorced in two months.'

(So where I live it takes 60 days to get divorced if there ARENT children.)

'How'd it go?' Ink asked.

"Not awful, I only got slapped.'

'Did you apologize like I told you to?'

'Yes, Squid.'

'You did the best you could, Glitchy.'

_____

Lust went to his shared house with Error and started packing his bags. He did it. He was so excited. He'd call his brother when he was done packing.

___

"Are you done?" Nightmare asked his husband. "I'm jUsT sO hApPy."

____

It's short but I was just really excited to get my ideas out LUST WILL HAVE HIS JUSTICE SERVED

@nightmarexcross

Sorry I killed(autocorrect: kissed) mod error lmao