Im Sorry, A Little Louder For The Fucking Governments In The Back, Please?

I’m sorry, a little louder for the fucking governments in the back, please?

This becomes more precious and maniacal every time I reread it.

candy - @rosekillermicrofic - word count: 190

"Trick or treat!" Tiny voices signaled to Barty and Evan that it was finally, finally time,

When Regulus had patiently explained to them the Muggle tradition of dressing up and knocking on doors for Halloween, they'd been thrilled. They'd spent weeks perfecting their years, their costumes, their entryway, making sure everything was ready for this moment. And now?

"AHHHHHHHH!" Barty screamed, popping out of the coffin he was hiding in, fake blood flowing from his pale, makeup-covered mouth, his zombie costume perfected after hours of work.

Two children, barely older than seven, stared wide-eyed and frozen at him.

But then, Evan jumped at them from behind.

Chainsaw in hand, transfigured meat to look like severed limbs hanging around his neck by bloody ropes, mask over his face, he cackled madly, waving the chainsaw above his head, red lights flashing from their house. "HAPPY HALLO-" he began to yell.

But with high-pitched, terrified screams, the children ran, not stopping even as they left the yard, hurling up the street.

Immediately, Evan cut out the chainsaw and turned to a confused-looking Barty, tilting his head to the side. "But....they forgot their candy?"

He totally would, though.

Sirius: I was attracted to you first

Remus: Well, I confessed first

Sirius: Well, I asked you out first

Remus: Well, I said i loved you first

Sirius: Oh well...

Sirius: *Gets down on one knee*

Sirius: I proposed first

Remus: WAIT WHAT

I believe my brain may have just short circuited and rebooted. Your art is undeniably gorgeous and I just might be thinking about this for the rest of the week (if not more).

writing a scene in [The Family Values Program] where he wears this and i had to draw it

I mean, who isn’t lovering his brother?

Will: We saw Billy Hargrove at your house yesterday. Did he fight you again?

Steve: No, Billy wasn’t at my house looking for a fight

Mike: How do you know?

Steve: Because he was with me that night

Lucas: Doing what? Oh, doing you!

Lucas: Oh, god, I’m so sorry. I mean, way to go! I’m sex positive. I don’t know what to say

Steve: Billy and I are in a relationship. Dustin doesn’t know, so don’t tell him! Okay?

*later*

Will: Maybe you shouldn’t confront Billy, Dustin

Dustin: Of course I have to! He’s trying to look for a fight with Steve again

Mike: No, he’s not. And you can’t talk to him

Dustin: But my mom said she saw Billy going into Steve’s house last night

Lucas: Well, actually no

Dustin: Enough, guys! Steve is like a brother to me, so I can’t just stand here and watch Hargrove beat Steve up again!

Mike: No, he didn’t, Dustin! He’s Steve’s lover, okay? He’s your brother’s lover! He’s lovering your brother!

I’m sorry, that box he’s tiptoeing on needs some major attention (it’s bloody adorable). You can’t tell me that’s not Steve in box form (more than happy to be a stepping stone for Billy). It just looks so happy to be stepped on.

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