Author's note: This is set after their decommissioning, so they don't remember each other. However, I'll assume that they both still know Rachael. I imagine that they'll both need anger management class, since they're both so similar. And they don't have people to yell at anymore. The lines where neither speaker is specified are the liens that are interchangeable between the two because they are just so alike in my mind!
Written for a 300 word contest I did at story
GAH! I can't stand it anymore. There isn't enough of these two. And obviously I don't own KND so go away.
EDIT: Sorry about the confusion before, it's all fixed now.
Mutual Agreement
She was a bitch, he was a douche bag. And in the end, somehow, it worked out.
On the first day, they met in the same anger management class. They recognized each other from somewhere instantly.
"Hey, you're friends with Rachel right?"
"Ya, since we were little."
"Cool, me too."
On the second day, the instructor made them introduce themselves. They discovered that they had many things in common.
"So Patton, what do you like?"
"I like to yell and hit people."
"Okay, and you Fanny?"
"I like to yell and hit boys."
On the third day, they did a team building game called the 'human knot' and realized that their many similar traits caused just as many problems.
"No you move THIS way, you stupid boy!"
"Dammit, we're worse than before! Now we're going to LOSE."
"Well then YOU figure out!"
On the fourth day, the class was told to discuss their problems. The instructor left for a minute and when he came back a brawl started. Fanny looked like she was trying to kill Patton and Patton looked like he was trying to not be killed by a chair. They came to understand that the other was everything they hated in a person.
"You STUPID boy!"
"Can't you think of anything wittier?"
On the fifth day neither spoke to the other. Both were being harshly reprimanded by the principal.
On the Saturday, their friend Rachel sat them down and sternly made her two friends solve whatever their issue was. There was a lot of screaming, but only egos were bruised.
On the Sunday the three went out and Rachel left them alone to go freshen up.
"… So… friends?"
"Gladly."
"Cool, want to pick on the anger management instructor Monday?"
"Yup."
Mr. Fibian applied for early retirement that year.