Last night, in Chuck's opinion, had been fantastic. The trip had definitely been totally worth it, but he was looking forward to getting out of Connecticut. This state was totally boring. Chuck was heading towards his limo when he suddenly found himself surrounded by the Skull and Bones society ( Read more... )

Chuck had thought he was so smart bringing an umbrella with him during the fire drill and was actually having a good time with the whole thing and talking to everybody when they looked like drowned rats. He would not be confessing how hot he found his sister when she was soaking wet to Father Winchester, holy god ( Read more... )

Chuck went to sleep last night thinking he'd scared Sam enough into fixing his little problem quickly. He wasn't too upset when he woke up in the morning to find the marks still there. Maybe Peter had class or something. By the time evening rolled along, he was beginning to think maybe he hadn't threatened Sam enough. He was starting to get mildly ( Read more... )

Chuck had been having A Bad Day. It was understandable since, thanks to Peter, he was currently covered in rainbow colored writing that wouldn't come off, no matter how many showers he took. Eventually he took to hiding in his room with the door locked and, for a moment there, considered doing what Peter asked and grovelling in order to get the ( Read more... )

After the last two weeks, Chuck was glad to have an uneventful day of classes for once. You know, one without food fights and turning into women. Add that to the fun he had yesterday you could say that Chuck was having a pretty good week so far. Not that most of his weeks weren't good. He was Chuck Bass, after all. That pretty much made every week ( Read more... )

Five days. Five freaking days. What had he done to deserve this?

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Okay, probably best not to answer that question.

Chuck had given up trying to do anything productive. Going out hasn't worked very well for him lately since there were people out there. People he could imagine naked. So he had the TV on nothing in particular and was laying back ( Read more... )

Chuck had wanted to show his father the club he was interested in buying and Bart had been looking to spend some alone time with his son. Chuck had managed to convince him to take the limo off the island and through the portal to Alexandria (thankfully Bart wasn't asking too many questions about that) in order to show his father his new business ( Read more... )