I'm writing Halloween fic! Dudes, dudes, there is absolutely NO WAY you will be able to guess what this is even remotely about (other than, you know, Halloween). Seriously, god, the file name is panic_pony.doc - you cannot correctly guess ANYTHING from that, or even from the document properties title, which right now says - “You need to just ask
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Also if I write Jon & Robot Ryan making out on that porch it's your fault...because that's where my mind is going right now. And it will be terrible!
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Also if I write Jon & Robot Ryan making out on that porch it's your fault...because that's where my mind is going right now. And it will be terrible! DO IT!!!
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Making out was written about sort of, with no detail so Robot!Ryan can be less emo :)
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"Brendon." Spencer presses his thumbs against his closed eyes until he sees white. "This is not Build-A-Pony. All I said was that I know a guy who breeds them, and thought I would, I don't know, buy you one but let the guy take care of it while we're touring."
"They can train those guys to anything, seriously. It's not that unreasonable." Brendon hooks his chin over Spencer's shoulder and says into his ear, "Can I name him Jon?"
Spencer splutters for a second. "What?"
"I told Jon forever ago that I wanted to name a pony after him." He says it matter-of-factly and hugs Spencer a little tighter. "His middle name can be Spencer, okay?"
"That's...kind of horrifying." But Spencer still smiles a tiny bit when Brendon nuzzles his neck.
"Jon Spencer, my very own miniature pony," he sighs contentedly. "Best. Day. Ever."
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“No,” Spencer said firmly. “No fucking way. I have put up with a lot for this band, Brendon Urie, but I am absolutely drawing the line on this one ( ... )
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