You woke up that morning to the sound of the pesterchum app on your phone blinking. It was your best friend Dave with his usual morning pesters, even though he knows you're still asleep. Well, half asleep now. You picked up your phone sleeply.

TG: yo egbert

TG: wake up

TG: its like 10 or some shit

TG: its late

EB: I'm up! I'm up! Calm down strider!

TG: finally man

TG: god John

EB: its not that late!

EB: whoa what. I hear my tv downstairs.

EB: sounds like the news.

TG: its probably your dad

EB: he doesn't watch the news!

EB: he reads the news paper.

TG: so

EB: I didn't know he could use a tv!:O

TG: wow rude

TG: you probably didnt get the paper or something

TG: because yknow

TG: your paper guy is kinda a little shit

EB: no he's not!

EB: he's nice to me so calm down.

EB: plus when I had my dog he always gave him treats.

TG: so

TG: your dog's dead

TG: he probably killed it

EB: maybe it's my dog stealing the papers.

EB: do do do do do do do do

TG: oh gog

TG: not your stupid twilight zone shit again

You chuckled at your phone and you walked downstairs. He really was funny when upset. You set your phone down for a second to talk to your dad before grabbing your usual cup of hot tea and something to eat. As you walk into the living room with your hair a mess and shirt hanging off your shoulder he turns around.

"Hello son. Sleep well?" He says with that usual smile ans he sets down his cup of coffee onto the table.

"Yeah. I did." You yawn slightly before finishing what you were going to say. "Why are you watching the news? Don't you usually read the news paper?"

"Oh. We didn't get the paper. I'm not sure why."

So Dave was right? Maybe he took it.

"Oh that's weird-" youre cut off by something a lite tan pass at a steady running speed past your kitchen window.

"Is something wrong?" Your dad asks at your puzzled expression. You didn't notice you were staring at the window.

"Oh! Oops. I'm gonna go make breakfast." You quickly run off to the kitchen and push away the swinging doors to the kitchen . The smell of cakes waft in and you gag softly. Damn those cakes! You pulls your phone off the counter and see he's pestered you a few times.

TG: john

TG: john

TG: come back

TG: baby come back to me

EB: God Dave! Calm down!

TG: where were you

TG: i missed you

EB: sure you did.

EB: I was talking to my dad!

The thought hits you. You should tell him about what you saw.

A/N: So first chapter! This is actually from an rp I did with a friend of mine so nice reviews are appreciated!