A/N: YES! Another prompt! Here it is.

From Konri Kari:

This is hilarious! Maybe you could do one where Wes decides the gavel is "sick"

This is gonna be epic.

Drabble 3

"Where the hell were you?" David snapped, slamming the door as he walked into their dorm. "Because of your absence, Thad had to lead the Warbler meeting today. Are you hearing me, Wes? Thad had to lead us!"

"Sorry, David, something came up," Wes mumbled distractedly.

"Like what?" David growled. So help me if it has ANYTHING to do with that gavel...

"My gavel is sick. He caught that nasty flu that's been going around."

Don't go into a rage, David, don't go into a rage, just staayyy calm. Don't freak out-

"WHAT THE HELL, WES? IT'S A GAVEL!" David screamed as his face turned a dangerous shade of red.

"SHH! He's sleeping!" Wes hissed.

"That's it. I'm signing you up for a class," David huffed, storming out muttering something about how he hated 'that god forsaken gavel.'

A/N: David just got owned by Wes. XD!