All Time Low, Pierce The Veil and Of Mice & Men.

Rated R

Can you do one where the guys from ATL, PTV, and OMANDM are in a mental hospital and Tony's new and there's all these crazy pairings, and explain everyone's illness?

"I'll see you soon buddy," Matt Flyzik said, patting Zack's shoulder.

"Bye Matt." Matt smiled before leaving from his visit. Tony was guided in by a man dressed in all white. Looking around for any candles or matches. He was left in a large room with a couple couches and chairs, and a few tables. Sitting on the couch against the back wall of the room was a tall, thin Mexican guy with tattoos. He was fiddling with a bracelet. Next to him was another Mexican, Tony assumed that was his brother by how similar they looked. Tony walked to the hallway to get to his room. He walked up to the door and turned the knob when he heard the sound of someone breathing. He turned his head and saw Phil peeking around the corner of his room, silently staring at him. Tony watched as Phil slowly disappeared back into his room. He sighed and entered his new room. He put the box of his stuff down on the bed and started getting out pictures, placing them on the nightstand. He caressed one of him at a bonfire. Tony was a Pyromaniac, he couldn't help setting fire to things. He used anything he could find that could make any size fire. Every one of his pictures had a fire in them, he sat on the bed and stared at them, wondering how he was going to be able to build a fire inside a mental hospital.

Tony walked back into the large room and sat down in a chair at a card table. He pushed up his sleeves, revealing bracelets, most of them were homemade with "fire" beaded into them.

"I'm Mike," Mike stood up and shook Tony's hand,

"Welcome to Hell." Mike sat back down and played with another bracelet.

"Mike, give the man back his bracelet." Vic said sternly. Tony looked down at his wrist and one of his bracelets were missing. Mike groaned and threw it back to Tony.

"He's a Kleptomaniac, so if you find any of your stuff missing, you know who did it. I'm Vic by the way."

"What're you in for?" Tony asked.

"Oh, you'll find out sometime." Alex slowly walked in, his hands twitching. He sat next to Tony and started tapping the table rapidly.

"Th-th-the martians are coming from planet tutankhamun, no, no, no planet grav-gravy. No, no, the lasers and th-the jACK. JACK. JACK!" Alex stuttered. Jack came into the room and sat on Alex's lap.

"You called baby?" Jack ran a finger down Alex's face and neck, before leaning in to kiss him. Just before his lips made contact Rian pushed Jack off.

"No sexual acts in the living room! Now get off the floor, oh my god and fix your hair. Put this chair back in place, oh my god." Rian commanded.

"Let me guess, Schizophrenia, Hypersexuality, and OCD?" Tony said pointing to Alex, Jack then Rian. Vic nodded.

"What the hell?" Tony said as Alan came from beside him on all fours and snuggled his leg. He jumped up onto Tony's lap and snuggled his neck before licking Tony's face. He pushed Alan to the floor with a crash. Alan looked up with a sad kitten look.

"Personality disorder?"

"He legit thinks he's a cat." Alan crawled off and into a cut out dog door in his bedroom door. Tony heard quiet breathing again, the same breathing as before. He looked over and Phil was sitting on the couch with a pillow close to his face, only his eyes peeking over staring right at Tony. Tony looked forward trying to ignore him but saw in the corner of his eye that Phil was still staring.

"Don't mind him, he just has social anxiety. He refuses to make contact with anyone. He's harmless." Phil kept staring, never breaking his gaze.

"FA LA LA LA LAAAAAAAAA" Austin pranced in singing,

"OH! You must be the new guy! I'm Austinnnnnnnnnn, what's your name?" He reached his arms out and hugged Tony, before swaying side to side as if he were listening to music.

"Tony." He said, shrugging Austin off. Austin's expression changed,

"DON'T YOU FUCKING SHRUG ME OFF. WE ARE GOING TO BE BEST FRIENDS DO YOU HEAR ME?! BEST FUCKING FRIENDS TONY." He yelled , tipping over the table.

"Do you wanna see my Squidgyyyyyyyyy?" Austin changed again, back to the childlike, happy person he just was.

"Bipolar" Vic mouthed. Time passed and Tony felt tired so he got up and went into the hallway. Phil moved from his seat and crawled up on the arm of the couch, peeking around the corner watching Tony. He looked back at him and Phil slinked behind the wall disappearing, Tony entered his room and laid down. He started to rub his blankets together trying to make a flame but failed. He sighed and fell asleep.

Tony shifted, feeling uncomfortable. He opened his eyes and Vic was laying in his bed naked, trying to put himself into Tony, who's pants were pulled down. Tony threw himself out of the bed and quickly pulled his pants back up.

"What the fuck were you doing?!" Tony yelled. Vic opened his eyes and scanned the scene.

"I said you'd find out sometime. Didn't think it'd be this soon, but oh well." Vic said standing up, fully exposed. To say he took his time putting his clothes back on would be an understatement.

"I have Sexsomnia. It means I fuck people in my sleep." Tony shivered and quickly left the room. It was already morning and Tony couldn't get fire of his mind, he tried rubbing everything together, his sandwich, his cup against the table, but nothing worked. He thought he might explode.

"Why hello, I missed you yesterday. I'm Sheldon Smith." Aaron extended a hand and was greeted with Tony's.

"That's not his real name, it's Aaron. He has something called Fugue State. He basically forgets who is really is then remembers a few hours or days later." Vic said, sipping some water.

"COME WITH ME AND YOU'LL BE, IN A WORLD OF PURE IMAGINATION" Jaime sang, going over to an empty corner and petting the air. He reached up and grabbed at nothing, bringing it back down and taking a bite of the imaginary object in his hand.

"He's just crazy. He lives in an imaginary world, he doesn't even know he's in a mental hospital. Apparently its somewhere where the grass is always green and there's lots of animals and fruit. We called him Willy Wonka because he won't stop singing that damn song. His real name's Hi-Me though." Vic explained. Despite the fact he fucked guys in the ass while he slept, he seemed to be the most sane of them all.

"Hey Zack, come here. Do me a favor and stand still for a second," Tino pulled out a belt and was about to whip Zack with it before Jaime grabbed his arm.

"DON'T HIT THE MOOSE! HE NEVER DID ANYTHING TO YOU!" Jaime yelled, taking the belt away.

"It's okay Jared, that evil man isn't going to hurt you" Jaime said, petting Zack's face. Zack crept away and sat in the corner chair.

"Hey new guy, come here-"

"Tino just give up" Mike told him. Tino huffed and slipped away into his room, but not before slapping Aaron on the arm.

"He's a Sadist." Tony decided to go walk around, he heard moans and skin on skin coming from the room across from his so he peeked in and Jack was topping Austin. They caught him and stopped but didn't move from their position.

"Wanna join baby? There's room for three." Jack said, winking at Tony, who disappeared out the door.

"Ravioli ravioli give me tHE PIECES OF PAPER PAINT CHIPS STRA-IT MUST MEAN something I don't know, I don't know" Alex said from his room. Tony could hear the tapping of his fingers on the nightstand. He sighed and went back into the room with the rest of the guys. He sat next to Zack,

"Hey," Tony said but Zack didn't respond.

"You alive in there?" Zack still stayed quiet.

"Hey I know you can talk, I heard you yesterday." Zack still didn't answer. Tony stopped mid-sigh as he realized his shirt was missing. Mike sat across from him wearing it,

"You're warm man," Mike said snuggling into the shirt. Meanwhile, Alan was licking his own crotch in the corner of the room while Vic straddled Aaron, kissing him.

"I'm going to love it here." Tony said sarcastically as he tried to rub his forehead on the table to make a fire. Which didn't work of course.