Disclaimer;; I don't own anything but the plot, and I am not implying in anyway nor do believe that this has ever happened, it sucks, i know.
"Brennnnnndoonnnn!" Ryan yelled as he walked in the door of their tiny apartment. He carried a grey, plastic & metal pet carrier in his right hand, and a few shopping bags in the left.
Brendon, who was laying on the couch, flinched a little at the noise and turned to look at Ryan.
"For God's sake, Ry, I'm right here. What is it?" he said, annoyance in his voice. It was obvious that he had been engaged in a very interesting cartoon when Ryan had interrupted him.
"Look what I got!" Ryan exclaimed, ignoring the annoyance in favor of his own excitement, and sat on the couch next to Brendon. He placed the pet carrier on his lap, which had started to make strange animal noises.
"What. The fuck. Is that?" Brendon asked, poking at the cage.
Ryan unlatched the cage slowly and carefully, making sure not to let the animal inside loose.
"It's a marmoset!" he exclaimed, as the monkey climbed into his arms and screached angrily at Brendon.
"Why the fuck do you have a fucking marmoset? Is that even legal?" Brendon asked, as he tried to inch farther away from the monkey.
"I donno. But Paris Hilton had one that one time! Remember? That one was pretty sweet." Ryan protested.
"Paris Hilton had a kinkajou, not a marmoset. I'm pretty sure that there's a difference. And she got rid of it, because it attacked her or something. That thing's not gonna attack me is it?"
"Um.. " Ryan knew that the marmoset was fiesty, but wasn't sure if it was capable of full-fledged attack or not. "I donno. Little... Marmy doesn't look like he would attack, does he?"
"Marmy?" Brendon asked, with a faux-disgusted look on his face. "If we keep that thing, and I not saying I agree to that, it's gonna need a real name. Like, a manly name."
He thought for a minute, while Ryan watched him. "Like, Jake. Or Fredrick."
"Eh.. they're okay." And then remembering what Brendon said a minute earlier, added, "Why wouldn't you want to keep him? I mean, look at that face!"
Brendon looked at the marmoset that sat in Ryan's lap, making loud monkey noises and attempting to jump up and down. "He looks fucking evil, Ry. He looks like I should be afraid to sleep tonight because I think he's going to kill me in my sleep."
"Whatever, Brendon. He's cute, and fluffy, and cuddly.." Ryan trailed off, staring at the still-screaming monkey.
Brendon repeated the faux-disgusted face, and cut in. "Am I not cute, fluffy, and cuddly enough for you now, Ryan? Well, I'm offended. You could have at least let me know before you replaced me with an animal!" He made a dramatic pose by crosisng his arms and looking the other way.
Ryan shoved the marmoset back in it's carrier, and placed it in the floor. He crawled into Brendon's lap and wrapped his arm's around his neck.
"Bren.. you'll always be cute, fluffy, and cuddly enough for me." He pressed a soft kiss to the younger boy's lips.
"So, what do you think about Diago?" Brendon asked, a grin spread across his face.
"Diago would be wonderful."
ahha. So I think that sucked hardcore. whatever, it's 1:13 in the morning. My internet's not working. I've been coloring since 8:00 and had to write something. Reviews are equal to Love, yo.