Interruption

So, I totally haven't been spending all weekend playing free trial of Wow and not writing. :D Totally not. But I DID watch the Neverending Story again, and I remember now why that movie scared me so much when I was little. Good movie though, want to read the book.

ElevatormusicINC- I know, it made me sad to write it. Then I want to hit both of them, then they yell at me because I wrote them like this, and it just turns into a whole mess.

Lightskaylaction- FIGHT TO THE END!

Disclaimer- I don't own Homestar Runner or it's characters, they belong to the Chapman brothers.

End Interruption

Chapter 13

But, children, you should never let
Such angry passions rise:
Your little hands were never made
To tear each other's eyes.

-Isaac Watts

"I'm going out for lunch." Homestar said, grabbing his wallet and sticking it in his pocket.

His mom looked over at him. "Oh? With who?"

Strong Bad was sulking, trying to ignore the conversation. Homestar ignored him in return. "A friend I met recently." He dismissed.

She raised her eyebrow, obviously knowing there was a bigger story behind this. "Okay then, just keep your phone on."

Homestar nodded, waving goodbye as he went outside into the biting wind. Must be a cold front today. He shivered, jogging to keep himself warm as he headed to a small restaurant across town. He didn't think twice about it, the town was small and it was only three miles. It would be a good way to warm up anyway.

Peter was leaning against his car and smiled when he saw Homestar jogging up. "Hey, you should have asked for a ride." He laughed. "I didn't realize you would run all the way here!"

He shook it off. "It's okay. It's great out." Wow he looks nice. Homestar thought to himself. Peter was dressed in a dark green shirt with brown pants, a green sweatshirt on as well. He probably should have brought one too, Homestar considered. Oh well.

After going inside the warm building they were seated and waited on. Homestar looked around the restaurant. Marshmallow's Last Stand was definitely the most confusing eatery name there was in the area, but it had the most unique history. When the town was still being settled, the British had invaded. One man refused to give up, rallying a small party of townsfolk and fighting back. They were driven back until the leader was the only one left standing. In a last act of defiance, he spat at the feet of the soldiers and proclaimed 'Long live America.' He died in that spot, shot by a soldier. The man's honest name had been John Marshmallow.

The place kept an artist's rendering of him hung up on the east wall and the history was printed on the back of every menu. Peter must not have been here before, he read the back intently.

"Wow." He said. "Wasn't expecting that."

Homestar was about to respond when another waiter came back. "Hey, the other waiter had a job to do he forgot about, so I'll be taking his place."

He looked at the boy for a second. "Hold on, you look really familiar… And aren't you a little young to be working here?"

The blond glared at him. "No, I don't know you." He looked at a menu. "May I suggest a glass of lemon-break-up-ade? Or a greasy slice of piz-not-making-out-za."

Homestar looked at the menu again. "The second thing sounds kind of good."

Peter gave the boy an unimpressed look. "Aren't you Strong Bad's friend?" He deadpanned.

He looked back at him. "The Cheat?" Homestar asked.

The Cheat held up his hands innocently. "Hey, I'm being paid twenty bucks, not my fault."

Homestar glared at him. "I can't believe Strong Bad!" He growled.

"What happened to the original waiter?" Peter asked, confused.

"Where do you think I got the outfit from?" The Cheat pointed out. "He went out for a cigarette break. I stole his wallet, his outfit, and his comb. Plus his cigarettes. Not bad for a days work."

Homestar shook his head. "Will you get out of here?" He snapped.

The Cheat shrugged and left. Homestar sighed and called over another waiter.

"How'd it go?" Javier demanded, leaning against the wall of the house.

The Cheat shrugged and took another drag of the stolen cigarette. "They figured it out pretty fast; I'm not very good at hiding in a crowd. The boyfriend figured out I was your friend and Homestar took it from there."

"Shit." He muttered.

"Meh." The Cheat grinned. "Either way I got eighty bucks."

Javier gave him a weird look. "I only paid you twenty."

The Cheat was about to respond when the dreaded vehicle pulled around the car. "That would be my signal to leave, have fun dealing with the wrath of Homestar!" The Cheat quickly raced away before the passengers in the car could see him, and Javier went back inside. He was going to get a hell of a telling off.

Homestar seemed cheerful enough as he waved goodbye to the car as it drove away, wearing an unfamiliar green jacket. After closing the door Homestar whipped around and glared daggers at Javier. "What the hell?" He yelled, throwing his wallet on the counter.

Javier shrugged, continuing to write. "What?" He asked innocently.

"You know very well what." Homestar hissed. "Using The Cheat to try and ruin my date, what is wrong with you?!"

"Hey, I didn't do anything." Javier protested. "He came to me asking where you were and I told him." He felt slightly guilty at throwing his friend under the bus, but that guilt didn't last long.

Homestar didn't buy it. "Like I'm going to believe that." He laughed angrily. "You would be the type to hire The Cheat to do that."

"Why would I go around trying to ruin your sick love life?" Javier snapped. "What makes you think I care?"

Homestar let out a frustrated half-scream and went to the bedroom. He came out about a second later dressed haphazardly in running clothes. "I need to cool down." He growled, slamming the door shut behind him.

Javier felt bad for upsetting him so much, but not enough to make himself apologize. No way, no how. He was doing him a favor, and he wouldn't give up.

"Homestar, what's wrong?" Marzipan asked as Homestar knocked on her door.

"I need to talk to you." He said desperately, walking in when she opened the door. "It's about the relationship with Peter."

She looked surprised. "I thought you were enjoying yourself!' She said, surprised.

Homestar nodded. "I am, but now I'm having troubles with Strong Bad." He cradled his head in his hands. "Yesterday we got in a screaming match with each other and today he hired The Cheat to try and ruin my date.

"Did it work?" Marzipan asked worriedly.

He shook his head but shrugged helplessly. "No, but I don't know what to do. I'm finally trying to get over with my crush and move on, but now suddenly I'm risking losing the friendship to get over that crush. I don't know what to do!" He cried.

"Oh honey." She wrapped him in a hug. "These sort of things happen sometimes. I don't have much advice, but if you had to choose, would you pick a friend over a date?"

Homestar seemed surprised she even had to ask. "A friend of course." He said.

"Then you've got your answer." She said simply. "Come on, let's watch some romance movies. They always make me feel better after a drama like this."

He looked at the floor in despair. "I don't like romance movies." He muttered.

She winked at him. "I know one you do~" Marzipan sang.

Homestar looked up happily. "You've got it?" He asked in disbelief.

"Of course I do." She responded indignantly. "What kind of girl would I be if I didn't?"

He smiled. "Thanks Marzipan, you always know how to make me feel better."

Javier, meanwhile, was on the computer checking some websites for advice. What did he need to do?

He had very obviously pissed Homestar off. Nice deduction genius. He must be doing something wrong. At this rate, he was just going to make it worse.

He clicked on the first website that popped up. How to make up with your girlfriend; okay, that wouldn't exactly work, what sort of tips did it have? He scrolled through it. Box of chocolates, flowers, apologies... Yeah, all WAY to girly.

Javier paused and typed in a new search. He considered chickening out before he pressed the search button, but he clicked it anyway. Almost as many sites pulled up and he clicked the first one. .

He covered his eyes when the front page pulled up. He didn't want porn! His skin crawled and he was about to click the back button when he saw what he needed. Forums. Maybe...

Bypassing the guys giving head, he clicked on the tab and looked through the multiple boards until he found what he was looking for. Coming out of the Closet, Relationship troubles, etc. He clicked that and looked through briefly. This was what he needed. Clicking to make an account, he signed up quickly and filled out his profile.

Jesus Christ. He was signing up for a gay website. Could this get much worse?

After putting some basic information he went back to the forums and started to type in his request for help. He didn't see any responses right away so he closed the website and decided to check it later. Javier was about to get up when he looked back at the computer. It was probably best to check before he got to actually taking the advice.

He pulled the website back up and attempted to look at the front page without gagging. It didn't look good, and he definitely was not getting hard about it. Javier tried going through the porn section, only to be repulsed. The hell? Running his hand through his hair, he tried looking at one picture and imagining it as him and Homestar.

A warm tingle spread through him and headed straight to his groin. Oh yeah, that got a heck of a reaction. He jumped and blushed when he heard the door being opened, quickly closing the website and running towards the bathroom to hide his little problem. The kind of pants he wore didn't exactly hide it.

Homestar saw Strong Bad race by quickly to the bathroom. Not bothering to say hello, he quickly shut the door. "Hey, you okay?" Homestar asked, knocking on the door.

"Go away, Homestar!" The voice growled.

He frowned and walked away. Fine, dickhead.