A/N- Wassup? It be TOBN here with a new chapter of It's Kind Of A Funny Story!
I am so sorry things are going a bit slower. I know I am usually updating every day or two, if not this story, another story, but [prepare yourself to hear me complain loads] school has been crap, and I am trying to balance everything out in a schedule. I am trying to see which stories I can finish, and I am also transitioning to different fandoms as I go, since one of my goals for 2016 is to be able to be in at least two fandoms. :P
Anyway, this is an original idea by me, because I thought this would be funny. Plus, I forgot my own password a few days ago, so I thought I could twist it into something pretty hilarious if you ask me :) Plus, this is kind of relatable - I am always so paranoid when changing passwords. Do you feel the same way?
Shoutouts to...
Gemma- Phew! I thought the poem was a bust, to be honest. But I am super glad you laughed, because that is the point of me writing this story, am I right? It's all for your entertainment ;) Anyway, I hope you like this chapter just as much as you liked the last one! Thanks for your review!
MBAV fan66- Hey, hey, hey, that sounds like a sequel to me :P It is something that Rory might do, huh? I mean, he is a Vampire Ninja, if you get where I'm coming from ;) Anyway, I hope you like this chapter, fanfic buddy! Thanks for your review as always, fanfic buddy :)
MBAVFOREVER- Everyone got in the festive spirit indeed! Wow, it's weird to be hearing the word Christmas in January. I should really update this often :P But glad you liked it! I hope you like this as much as you liked the other chapter! Thanks for your review :)
Anyway, drop a review, and I hope you like the chapter!
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It's Kind Of A Funny Story: Chapter 11: Password Confusion
Ethan was sitting his dorm room, listening to Panic! At The Disco softly, bobbing his head to the music. He was studying for one of his exams when his phone - which laid on his desk- began to vibrate the wood. He sighed, rolling over to get it. He looked at the caller ID; Benny.
He picked it up in one swift motion. "Hey, B."
He was met with a groan, and he frowned. "Benny? You alright?"
Ethan was slightly nervous when he heard nothing back but a whimper from his friend; because of his...unfortunate past, he always had a paranoid-like state of mind, where he always thinks of the worse case scenarios with the supernatural. At the moment, his mind was racing with the same kind of paranoia; was Benny in danger? Did he encounter some sort of supernatural demon? Was he hurt?
"Benny, please tell me now, are you alright? Why are you moaning?" Ethan asked, shuffling a few papers before hearing Benny sigh over the phone.
"Hey, E." Ethan silently blew out a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry for moaning. I just got a killer hangover right now, and I need you to come over."
Ethan scoffed. "Please. If anything, this is just teaching you a lesson in the wonders of alcohol."
"Ethan, listen, it's not the alcohol that's the problem; you have to remember I could just cure up a remedy for this if my head wasn't banging against my skull. I just," Ethan heard an uncertain pause in Benny's voice before he continued, "I think I messed up."
Ethan perked up a little. "Benny, I swear if you got a girl pregnant, I don't know what I'd do -"
Benny's laugh reassured Ethan just a little. "Ethan, even if I could - which I can definitely do, by the way - I did not get a girl pregnant. I am not that kind of dude, you know; I feel slightly offended you'd think of me like that. You are supposed to be my best friend, after all. Actually -"
Ethan could definitely tell what Benny was trying to do. "Stop the pity talk; what did you do this time?"
Benny sounded like he was trying to figure out what he was going to say. Ethan was growing impatient, "Hurry on, Benny; I haven't got all day, you know. I have plans too."
"Um...you know how alcohol lowers your inhibitions?"
"Yes." Ethan didn't like where this was going.
"And you know how people...have this thing that they do when they are drunk?"
"Yes."
"Well, in a nutshell, my drunken habit," Benny's voice squeaked higher, "might be changing my password drunkenly."
Ethan frowned. "That doesn't sound to bad, in a nutshell."
Benny sighed. "Okay, bigger nutshell; I drunkenly changed my passcode and cannot remember what I changed it to."
Ethan couldn't help but snicker, and Benny just groaned on the other side of the line. "Just please meet me at the cafe down the street after your lecture?"
"Alright." Ethan said, and hung up, before bursting into laugher while promptly heading out the door; this was just the thing he needed right now.
Benny wore sunglasses over his eyes, and a grey hoodie. Ethan came to their table, and offered Benny a coffee. He grunted in response, pouring in four bags of sugar and two cups of milk. Ethan watched in awe as he stirred it all together, then smirked at his appearance.
"I can't believe it."
Benny looked at him. "What?"
"You forgot to wear pants."
Benny perked up in concern, before looking down to see jeans. Ethan just laughed again, and Benny huffed, crossing his arms.
"Fine, go laugh your arse off at the hangover-ed spellmaster."
Ethan grinned. "I'm just laughing because you look like a hobo right now."
"I would say some bad-ass retort, but the light's in my eyes and it's almost piercing through my skull." he complained, and Ethan just sighed.
"Alright, lemme see the phone." Ethan said. Benny nodded, fumbling in his pocket a little before pulling out his slim iPhone, sliding it across the table towards Ethan. He picked it up, and his eyes lit like Christmas lights.
"Dude, you didn't tell me you got an iPhone 6!"
"Well...I did."
"You certainly aren't much with the jokes today, are you, Mr. Magic?" Ethan wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and Benny rolled his eyes, letting Ethan turn the phone on. The lock screen was a picture of him and Erica on the beach; the vacation in which they cured the vampire trio's curse of immortality, and returning them to their human state. To be honest, Ethan knew no less of Benny to take advantage of showing everyone that Erica Jones - hot, Erica Jones - was his girlfriend.
"Not much magic going round here anyway, E."
"No, I mean your passcode. 'Mr Magic' sounds like something Drunk Benny would put."
Benny crinkled his nose, and typed in the words. Sadly, the bar buzzed, and the words 'password is incorrect' flashed on the screen.
"Is it 'incorrect'?"
Benny huffed. "Yes, Ethan, I got it incorrect."
Ethan sighed. "You know what, I don't even want to bother trying to explain that sarcasm for your drunken mind."
Benny nodded, mumbling, "for the best, anyway," and drinking his coffee.
"What do you remember from last night, anyway?" Ethan questioned, and Benny thought for a while.
"Well, I went to some party that was near my dorm last night that was hosted by Rory, actually. He then brought out the beer, and the rest was blurry; aside from the fuzzy memories of 'The Game Of Life' and 'My Chemical Romance'."
Ethan typed in both 'The Game of Life' and 'My Chemical Romance' in the bar, and then feebly added 'MCR', which resulted in the screen turning grey, with words littering the screen. Benny groaned, and glared at Ethan accusingly.
"Nice one, E." Benny snatched the phone from Ethan's hand. "Now we have to wait a minute before trying again."
Ethan smirked, sipping the last bits of his coffee. "Perfect; this is a great time to visit the well retired vampire ninja."
"So you locked yourself out of you phone, huh?" Rory slid a pamphlet across the table. "Perhaps this pamphlet could help."
Rory had gotten a job as a therapist at Whitechapel High. He thought it was quite fun, because he got to make all these fun pamphlets, and could listen to people's problems - or at least, force them to talk about their problems at least twice a month, as policy states.
"'So you locked yourself away from others'?" Benny read. He rolled his eyes. "That doesn't seem very helpful, to be honest."
Rory smirked. "Alright, got another one, Mr. Complains-about-everything."
He tossed another pamphlet, and Ethan read it with a playful smile. "'So your best friend is hungover and is acting like a dick-wad/twat/tramp/polar bear."
"Polar bear?"
"That isn't the best question to ask, Benny." Ethan said. "You should probably ask him how many of these pamphlets has he given to others, so you can join their little support group that'll help you cure your hangover and start acting a little more humane."
"Shut up, Ethan." Benny retorted, and Rory stifled his laugh.
"You know, that one is oddly popular around the drug dealers around here." Rory paused. "Oh, and there are drug dealers here now."
Ethan laughed even harder, and Benny crossed his arms, tossing Rory the phone.
"Alright, Rors, enough with the playtime. You're gonna have to tell me what I did last night."
Rory's eyes widened. "Yeah, last night was the best! I almost hooked up with Hannah Price, you know? If I just spiked her drink a little more and pulled down her bra a bit more, I think she definitely would've climbed into bed with me like a lost puppy -"
"Rory," Ethan groaned.
"Yeah, and then you were always complaining about having to set up a reminder for something..."
Benny snapped his fingers. "Reminder!"
Ethan looked at Benny with concern. "What is it?"
"I remember thinking that the passcode changing screen was actually the reminders screen. I remember wondering why I had to write my passcode down, and why I had to write the reminder twice, along with the black circles that covered the letters."
"So you basically wrote a reminder in your passcode section?" Ethan groaned. "That is great."
"No, no, that is great. I think I remember my passcode now."
Rory and Ethan exchanged looks, and Benny successfully unlocked his phone.
"So?" Ethan asked. "You pulled me out of school for this. What was the passcode?"
Benny blushed. " 'Prank Ethan tomorrow'."
Rory stifled his laughs, and Ethan's eyes widened. "You were going to prank me tomorrow, and you were going to put a reminder for that?"
Benny smiled. "It would've been fabulous. I was going to put flour in your hairdryer, and it was going to spray all over your hair!"
"Ha!" Rory slapped his knee. "Good one!"
Ethan pounded his fist in the palm of his hand, standing up. "Oh, I'll show you a good one."
Benny's eyes widened, and Rory sighed, throwing a pamphlet to Benny.
"'So you are about to get beaten up by your best friend because you were outed before you could pull off your super awesome prank.'"
Rory nodded. "I think you're gonna need that."
A/N- I hope I got a little laugh outta you. After all, this is [kind of] a funny story ;)
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