Clyde or Owen, Standalone
Clyde or Owen, Standalone~
Requested by Jabberwocky129. So, if it's possible, Jack's sick and Alex/Rian/Zack take turns caring for his skinny ass. Alex would probably be the more prevalent one, I guess.
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The only way to tell when Jack Barakat is sick is to count his sneezes. They're on stage in LA, and he's replying to Alex when he sneezes, "Suck," sneeze, "my," sneeze, "dick," sneeze, "Alex." Sneeze.
Alex eyes him, "Dude, are you sick?" He doesn't let Jack reply before he continues, "Hey everybody, Jack is sick! I think I need some hand sanitizer before he gets me sick." There are a few hand sanitizer bottles thrown on the stage afterwards.
"I'm not," sneeze, "sick!" Sneeze. "I have," sneeze, "allergies!" Matt runs up and gives him a tissue before the next song, giving him at least a second of relief.
"That's bullshit, you're a fucking liar," Alex says as they start Damned If I Do Ya (Damned If I Don't). He messes up a few times during each song from sneezing, but the audience doesn't seem to care as he's flooded with calls of bless you every time.
Jack is the first one dragged off stage by Zack, who all but throws him into his bunk. "Get in bed, sick people shouldn't be walking around." Zack leaves him after that, running out of bus to go hang out with the rest of his band.
If Jack wasn't so damn tired, he would have protested, but it was an excuse for him to sleep. That's all that Jack wanted. He falls asleep in a matter of seconds, only waking up to the feeling of the bus moving and the urge to throw up. He dashes to the bathroom, making it to the toilet just in time.
"What the fuck are you do-" Rian asks, only in his boxers and yawning before he sees Jack hunched over the toilet and puking. "Dude, are you okay?"
Jack glares at him, "I just fucking threw up, do you think I'm okay?" He half snaps. He tries to stand up, a bright light and intense pain occurring, causing him to tumble to the floor.
Rian tries to catch him, but instead just helps him up again after he's fallen. He helps him walk back over to his bunk, tucking him in and feeling his forehead. "Woah dude, you're burning up. You need to sleep."
Alex pulls his curtain back, "What the hell are you two up to?" He has his signature messed up hair, Jack doesn't remember the last time he's seen Alex actually comb his hair, and he's rubbing his eyes while glaring at the two.
"Jack's got a fever, stop being an insensitive bastard," Rian spits back. Jack watches the two argue, not exactly registering what they're saying. He can't keep up with them, eventually falling asleep to the sound of his two friends' voices.
The next time he wakes up, he's in a land where there are waterfalls of Capri Sun and Alex is running around in a tutu. Then he wakes up for real, back on their bus and burning up on top of the covers in air conditioning. "Guys," he calls out, Alex reaching him first, "I'm so hot Alex. I need a fan!"
Alex taps his chin, "The air conditioning is already on. How about we just get you out of those stage clothes." Jack hadn't even realized that he'd been wearing the clothes from the show the last night. Alex helps him take his shirt and pants off, not even commenting on anything about Jack.
He sighs out happy, "Much better." He says happily. He takes another look at Alex, "Did you cut your hair Alex? It's longer today."
Alex looks at him funny, "How would cutting it make it longer? I haven't done anything to my hair since I last washed it."
Jack takes another look at him, "But it looks totally different. Like I would know if you had the same hair and that is not the same."
"I didn't do anything to it," Alex repeats.
Zack comes up behind him, "The doctor said that fevers sometimes cause hallucinations." He squeezes between Alex and the wall and goes into the back lounge without another word.
"I'm not hallucinating," Jack says seriously. He hits his hand on the side of his bunk, "Who put this wall here?" Alex blinks for a second before he gives up and goes back to the front of the bus.
"Go to sleep Jack," he says as he brings back some pills and water for Jack to take, "take these. They'll make you feel better." Jack frowns before he takes them. Until Alex had mentioned it, he'd been fine. As he paid attention though, he began to notice how much his stomach hurt and his head was pounding.
"What are they going to make better?" Jack asks, yawning and rubbing his eyes.
"They're going to make my headache go away by putting you to sleep," Alex says, suddenly going blurry and Jack falls asleep.
The next time he woke up, Jack manages to stumble his way to the front of the bus, "I've gotta play tonight," he says seriously. The three boys look at him, a bump in the road causing him to fall over. "Who pushed me on the ground?"
Alex grabs his hand and helps pull him over to the seat, "You fell over. Are you okay?"
Jack frowns at Alex, "Why do you have a ducky hat?"
Alex feels the top of his head, "I'm not wearing a hat Jack."
Jack pokes Alex's head, "Oh," as he frowns, "I could have sworn you were wearing one. Where's Rex?" He looks around the bus, looking for "Rex".
The three stare at Jack, "Who's Rex?" Zack finally asks after a moment.
"Our dog?" Jack asks, "Where is he?"
"We don't have a dog Jack," Alex replies.
"If you want me to take care of him I can Alex," Rian offers, watching as Jack continues to ramble off imagined things that the band doesn't have.
"I'm fine," Alex spits back, almost sounding defensive to Zack. Jack starts talking about how they need to fix their waffle maker, another imagined item, when Alex looks at the other two members, "But we might want to take him to urgent care or the ER or something. If I hear more about fake items, I'm going to go insane."
The bus pulls into the nearest hospital, the three boys helping Jack into the urgent care. He pukes three times on the way there, by the third time though, he passes out.
He wakes up when Alex shakes him awake, "Okay dude, you have to take these pills. They're actually from the real doctor that we took you to okay?"
"Why are they pink and green colored?" Jack asks. Alex ignores him as he hands the younger boy the pills and the water. Jack takes them without arguing.
When he wakes up the next morning, he feels at least a million times better than the night before. "Alex!" he exclaims, yanking open the curtain on the other side, "I feel way better."
"Are you still hallucinating?" Alex asks cautiously. Jack shakes his head, a bad idea for his headache, but the fact that he doesn't feel like he's on the verge of death is enough for him. "Good. Then we don't have a dog named Rex and we don't have a broken waffle maker. Just clearing that up."
Jack looks at him, completely confused, "What the hell? If we had a dog, I'd name him either Clyde or Owen."
Alex smiles at his best friend, "Good to have you back, babe."
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A/N: HAS ANYBODY SEEN THE MOVIE SHORTS? Cause I totally think that Cole Black is fucking hot. Which he is. No sike. But he's only 14 so I feel like a complete pedo and it's not fair. D:
Requested by Jabberwocky129. So, if it's possible, Jack's sick and Alex/Rian/Zack take turns caring for his skinny ass. Alex would probably be the more prevalent one, I guess.
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The only way to tell when Jack Barakat is sick is to count his sneezes. They're on stage in LA, and he's replying to Alex when he sneezes, "Suck," sneeze, "my," sneeze, "dick," sneeze, "Alex." Sneeze.
Alex eyes him, "Dude, are you sick?" He doesn't let Jack reply before he continues, "Hey everybody, Jack is sick! I think I need some hand sanitizer before he gets me sick." There are a few hand sanitizer bottles thrown on the stage afterwards.
"I'm not," sneeze, "sick!" Sneeze. "I have," sneeze, "allergies!" Matt runs up and gives him a tissue before the next song, giving him at least a second of relief.
"That's bullshit, you're a fucking liar," Alex says as they start Damned If I Do Ya (Damned If I Don't). He messes up a few times during each song from sneezing, but the audience doesn't seem to care as he's flooded with calls of bless you every time.
Jack is the first one dragged off stage by Zack, who all but throws him into his bunk. "Get in bed, sick people shouldn't be walking around." Zack leaves him after that, running out of bus to go hang out with the rest of his band.
If Jack wasn't so damn tired, he would have protested, but it was an excuse for him to sleep. That's all that Jack wanted. He falls asleep in a matter of seconds, only waking up to the feeling of the bus moving and the urge to throw up. He dashes to the bathroom, making it to the toilet just in time.
"What the fuck are you do-" Rian asks, only in his boxers and yawning before he sees Jack hunched over the toilet and puking. "Dude, are you okay?"
Jack glares at him, "I just fucking threw up, do you think I'm okay?" He half snaps. He tries to stand up, a bright light and intense pain occurring, causing him to tumble to the floor.
Rian tries to catch him, but instead just helps him up again after he's fallen. He helps him walk back over to his bunk, tucking him in and feeling his forehead. "Woah dude, you're burning up. You need to sleep."
Alex pulls his curtain back, "What the hell are you two up to?" He has his signature messed up hair, Jack doesn't remember the last time he's seen Alex actually comb his hair, and he's rubbing his eyes while glaring at the two.
"Jack's got a fever, stop being an insensitive bastard," Rian spits back. Jack watches the two argue, not exactly registering what they're saying. He can't keep up with them, eventually falling asleep to the sound of his two friends' voices.
The next time he wakes up, he's in a land where there are waterfalls of Capri Sun and Alex is running around in a tutu. Then he wakes up for real, back on their bus and burning up on top of the covers in air conditioning. "Guys," he calls out, Alex reaching him first, "I'm so hot Alex. I need a fan!"
Alex taps his chin, "The air conditioning is already on. How about we just get you out of those stage clothes." Jack hadn't even realized that he'd been wearing the clothes from the show the last night. Alex helps him take his shirt and pants off, not even commenting on anything about Jack.
He sighs out happy, "Much better." He says happily. He takes another look at Alex, "Did you cut your hair Alex? It's longer today."
Alex looks at him funny, "How would cutting it make it longer? I haven't done anything to my hair since I last washed it."
Jack takes another look at him, "But it looks totally different. Like I would know if you had the same hair and that is not the same."
"I didn't do anything to it," Alex repeats.
Zack comes up behind him, "The doctor said that fevers sometimes cause hallucinations." He squeezes between Alex and the wall and goes into the back lounge without another word.
"I'm not hallucinating," Jack says seriously. He hits his hand on the side of his bunk, "Who put this wall here?" Alex blinks for a second before he gives up and goes back to the front of the bus.
"Go to sleep Jack," he says as he brings back some pills and water for Jack to take, "take these. They'll make you feel better." Jack frowns before he takes them. Until Alex had mentioned it, he'd been fine. As he paid attention though, he began to notice how much his stomach hurt and his head was pounding.
"What are they going to make better?" Jack asks, yawning and rubbing his eyes.
"They're going to make my headache go away by putting you to sleep," Alex says, suddenly going blurry and Jack falls asleep.
The next time he woke up, Jack manages to stumble his way to the front of the bus, "I've gotta play tonight," he says seriously. The three boys look at him, a bump in the road causing him to fall over. "Who pushed me on the ground?"
Alex grabs his hand and helps pull him over to the seat, "You fell over. Are you okay?"
Jack frowns at Alex, "Why do you have a ducky hat?"
Alex feels the top of his head, "I'm not wearing a hat Jack."
Jack pokes Alex's head, "Oh," as he frowns, "I could have sworn you were wearing one. Where's Rex?" He looks around the bus, looking for "Rex".
The three stare at Jack, "Who's Rex?" Zack finally asks after a moment.
"Our dog?" Jack asks, "Where is he?"
"We don't have a dog Jack," Alex replies.
"If you want me to take care of him I can Alex," Rian offers, watching as Jack continues to ramble off imagined things that the band doesn't have.
"I'm fine," Alex spits back, almost sounding defensive to Zack. Jack starts talking about how they need to fix their waffle maker, another imagined item, when Alex looks at the other two members, "But we might want to take him to urgent care or the ER or something. If I hear more about fake items, I'm going to go insane."
The bus pulls into the nearest hospital, the three boys helping Jack into the urgent care. He pukes three times on the way there, by the third time though, he passes out.
He wakes up when Alex shakes him awake, "Okay dude, you have to take these pills. They're actually from the real doctor that we took you to okay?"
"Why are they pink and green colored?" Jack asks. Alex ignores him as he hands the younger boy the pills and the water. Jack takes them without arguing.
When he wakes up the next morning, he feels at least a million times better than the night before. "Alex!" he exclaims, yanking open the curtain on the other side, "I feel way better."
"Are you still hallucinating?" Alex asks cautiously. Jack shakes his head, a bad idea for his headache, but the fact that he doesn't feel like he's on the verge of death is enough for him. "Good. Then we don't have a dog named Rex and we don't have a broken waffle maker. Just clearing that up."
Jack looks at him, completely confused, "What the hell? If we had a dog, I'd name him either Clyde or Owen."
Alex smiles at his best friend, "Good to have you back, babe."
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A/N: HAS ANYBODY SEEN THE MOVIE SHORTS? Cause I totally think that Cole Black is fucking hot. Which he is. No sike. But he's only 14 so I feel like a complete pedo and it's not fair. D: