Hi there! So I'm glad you all liked the last one, and that you still have faith in Peddie. And I'm glad, because do you know what day it is today? It's Peddie one-shot day! YAY! So not only did I get to write a Peddie one-shot, I'll get to read some new, awesome ones as well. BEST. DAY. EVER. Hope you enjoy and please keep reviewing, I love it.

Neither Patricia nor Eddie had ever been so happy that their friend was sick.

I mean, of course they felt bad for the guy, but since Fabian had the flu and had to stay at the nurse's office overnight, Patricia and Eddies movie marathon could last until the wee hours of the morning without having one of their roommates complaining every five minutes.

The couple had arranged a meeting time (10:53, when Victor actually went to bed) and everything was set up for a nice, calm, drama-free evening.

Like that is even possible. I mean this is Patricia and Eddie we're talking about. Nice, calm and drama-free are pretty much their complete opposites. How could anything ever go according to plan?

Eddie's POV

Popcorn? Check. Soda? Check. Blanket? Check. That's everything. Today it was my turn to set up Patricia and mines movie night. I looked over at my computer to see the time. 10:54. Where was she? Did Victor catch her?

Before I could ponder the subject more, a soft knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. I crossed the room and opened the door. There stood Patricia, holding her phone and a pillow. I ushered her in and shut the door behind her.

"Hey Yacker, you ready?" I asked sitting down on my bed and motioning for her to join me, which she did.

"Yeah Slimeball, I'm surprised you got everything." She said, sounding genuinely impressed.

"Oh Yacker, I'm hurt." I said over dramatically, putting a hand over my heart "Have a little faith."

"Oh quit it" She said, smacking my arm "Just start the movie"

Uh-oh. I sat there for a moment, not moving. I knew I forgot something.

"Uhhhhhh Patricia." I said nervously. I was in for it this time.

"What?" She asked, leaning back against the wall.

"Now, I don't want you to freak out or anything." I said, standing up and walking to the other side of the room. I'd be safer with a little distance between us. "But I may have forgotten the movies."

"WHAT" She exclaimed, eliminating the distance between us in a few strides "Doofus, It's a movie night, MOVIE! How could you forget to get the movies, it's in the name for god's sake!"

"L-look, I'm sorry, I-I'll get some from…..the common room? Yeah, the common room! Someone always leaves a DVD in there, I'll go get it, okay?" I stuttered, backing up towards the door, trying to calm down my angry girlfriend. She let out a large huff before sitting back on my bed and crossing her arms, giving me a death glare.

"I-I love you?" I finished, trying to get her forgiveness.

All I got in return was another furious glare that sent me bolting out of the room.

Patricia's POV

Idiot. How could he not get the movies when were having a MOVIE NIGHT?! I repeat, idiot. Knowing Eddie, he'll take 20 minutes to get the DVD's, because he'll stop for a snack. Why must the kitchen be right next to the common room? Oh well, maybe I can use that to my advantage.

Now, how can I scare that lovely, idiotic boyfriend of mine…hahaha, perfect.

I waited until I heard the sound of dishes clattering into the sink before I began my evil scheme. I lay down in the middle of the room, with my eyes closed. I'm pretty good at playing dead, so convincing Eddie should be no problem.

I heard the door open and Eddie said "Okay Yacker, I got the- Yacker?"

When Eddie's Eyes fell upon me, he dropped the stack of DVD's and crouched down by me.

"Yacker? YACKER! PATRICIA! Get up!" He started to shake me and It took all the self restraint I had not to crack up then and there.

When he leaned in to check my pulse, I made my move. I opened my eyes, and shouted "BOO", right into the ear that was positioned over my head.

Eddie shot up and scrambled backwards, hitting the wall and knocking over a shelf…that knocked over a coat stand…that went flying through the window, shattering it.

Glass flew all over the room, and I covered my face to protect myself from the incoming shards.

"EDDIE" I yelled at the same time he yelled "PATRICIA!" An argument was brewing, but before it could start, we heard loud, clunky footsteps upstairs.

Identical looks of panic crossed our faces as we both stated "Victor."

I stood up hurriedly and asked nervously "What are we gonna do, we'll be in loads more trouble if Victor catches me here!"

"Uh I don't know. Hide?" He answered, still dazed from the thought that I was unconscious.

"Where, smart one?" I spat. I could hear Victor pounding down the stairs.

"The-The closet." He said, grabbing my shoulders and steering me around the glass to the wardrobe by the wall. I quickly scrambled in, and Eddie shut the door behind me just seconds before Victor burst into the room.

"What is the meaning of this?" He boomed. I pressed my ear closer to the door to hear the rest of the conversation. "You. Boy. Explain."

Now it's time for Eddie to use his weasel-ish charm.

"You see Victor, I was going to the bathroom, but, clumsy me, I walked into the coat rack, which well, tipped over. I think you can figure out the rest." He said, lying pretty well considering he had been put on the spot.

"Yes, well." Victor replied, clearing his throat "You will pay for this!"

"You can just call my Dad about this one. You've got him on speed dial anyway." Eddie said cockily.

"You're just lucky I don't keep a spare toothbrush in my dressing gown Mr. Miller!" Victor said, before storming out of the room. When I was positive he was upstairs I crawled out of the wardrobe.

"That went better than expected!" I said, chipper. All Eddie did in response was give me a glare of anger and disbelief.

"This is all you're fault you know." He said through clenched teeth.

"Not true" I fired back "If you hadn't been an idiot and forgot the movies, then I wouldn't have had the need to prank you, and then you wouldn't have gotten scared and knocked the coat rack through the window"

"Really?" He asked, shaking his head.

"Okay, so this may technically be my fault, but you annoyed me, I annoyed you, now were even." I said, trying to end this conversation.

"EVEN." He shouted "You broke my window, I'm gonna be cold all night, and then get sick and end up in the infirmary with Fabian, and then you'll be sorry."

"Okay, Okay" I sighed wrapping my arms around him. "I'm sorry, and if it makes you feel any better, I'll keep you warm."

I snuggled into him some more. Considering I don't let us do the whole coupley, touchy-feely, affectionate stuff he likes often, this should be able to wear him down pretty quick. I felt his tense muscles relax and he gave into the embrace.

"Fine." He mumbled into my ear "But I'm still mad at you."

I pulled him over to the bed and laid my head on his chest.

"If you need to be mad at someone, be mad at the person that bought you that coat rack. Who buys a teenage boy a coat rack?

"For your information, my dad bought it for me." He stated matter-of-factly, which caused me to burst out laughing, and Eddie to get all defensive;

"Hey, we have that awkward father son relationship where it's like, hello son, happy birthday, here's a coat rack." He said, imitating sweeties voice on the last part.

That only sent me spiraling into another fit of laughter as Eddie huffed and got the movies from the side table. After one look at them he hung his head and let out a groan. I grabbed the set from his hand and shouted:

"Awesome, you got me and Joy's rom-com box set!"

He let out another groan and put the first DVD in, before leaning back and pulling me into him once more.

"If I'm watching this" he said, shuddering "Then you're not going anywhere."

"Fine with me" I said, popping open a soda can and taking a large swig "But just so you know, I only watch them to make fun of their sappiness."

I saw Eddie let out a huge grin, and thus began our wonderful evening of making fun of other couples cliché moments and trying to ignore our own.

That's it. Hope you like it. Thanks again and please review. Tell me what you think….about the one-shot or season three. Seriously, the only person I can talk to about HOA is my mom. And when I told her Peddie broke up, and she said "What's Peddie." Excuse me, how are we related. Anyway bye, and happy Peddie one shot day! Kisses! (Well, actually hugs, because I don't kiss people I met on the internet!)