Chapter One: Intro
Title: Third time's a charmer
Pairing: Vam and others.
Rating: PG (so far)
Summary: Calling his name three times is all it took for them to be together.
Author's Notes: Its like a Beetlejuice (one of my fave moives)complex with a lil magic thrown in.
Bam wished that he could find a boyfriend. But no one seemed to want a skating prankster as a boyfriend. They said he was either to lazy when he wasn't skating or to dangerous when him and his friends were together. All of it made Bam plop down on the sofa in his living room, tears stinging in his eyes. His mum, Ape came up the stairs from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron.
"What's wrong, Bam?" she asked. She already knew, but she also knew Bam had to let it out.
"Justin broke up with me." Bam said staring holes into the floor. "He said he needed someone that could support him and provide from him. Not embarass him in public." The first tear fell from his blue eyes as he recounted Justin's last words to him, before he walked out of the coffee shop.
"Oh, Bam." Ape said sitting on the couch next to him, putting her arm around his shoulder. "I'm sorry." Bam shrugged her arm off, hopped over the back of the sofa and tromped upstairs to his bedroom.
"Maybe I should stop being gay and find a wife!!" He yelled slamming his bedroom door.
Ape frowned, "You'll find someone, sweetheart. He'll come around when you least expect it."
Bam dropped himself face first into his pillow and cried. He beat his beat and cursed Justin's name to hell and back. Finally, though he cried and angered himself to a fitful sleep.
*!!*!!*
Around 3am, Bam's plasma flat screen tv, flipped on full blasted. Loud annoying static filled the room, jolting Bam away. He was sweaty and flustered.
"What? What's going on!" He called, still half asleep.
The staticy noise stopped like someone muted the tv, Call my name three times and I'll be yours. A soft deep voice called.
"What?" Bam said, trying to pull his legs and waist free from the tangle of blankets. He hit the floor in a failed attempt. "Who said that?" Bam asked rubbing his elbow. The static came back, then the tv shut off. If it wasn't for the pain in Bam's elbow, he would have sworen that it was all a dream. Untangling himself from the blankets and getting up from the floor, he went down to the living room. The house was quiet and dark, minus the sounds of Novak and Dunn banging in Dunn's room. Bam frowned, That could be me with Justin. If the fucking jerk didn't dump me. Bam thought going down the stairs.
Going down to the kitchen, Bam made a cup of tea. Werid to him, but it sounded comforting. Putting Ape's kettle on the stove to heat the water, as it heated, Bam sat on one of the stools at the stove island. Rubbing his tired face, "Just my luck." he groaned, as the tv on the counter by the microwave went on. The screen was black, but the words '3 times', flashed in big white block letters.
"I can't fucking say it, if I don't know it!" Bam yelled, the words disappeared and the kettle whistled. Grabbing it off the stove and pouring the hot water into his cup, Bam slammed the kettled back down on the stove, splashing hot water all over his hand.
"God damn it!!" he yelled turning and running his hand under cold water.
"You should be carefull." The same voice from upstairs said behind Bam.
Bam spun around and screamed, but no one was there, just an empty kitchen. Footsteps rushed down the kitchen stairs, a disshiveled Dunn and Novak came pounding down them.
"Bam, What the fvck happened?" Dunn asked.
"We heard you scream." Novak added. They looked at thier friend in equal concern as he slide down the cabinets below the sink, with his knees pulled to his chest.
"I'm...I'm fine. Just still upset about the break up with Justin." He lied, staring at his hands.
"I'm sorry, Bam." Dunn said sqwatting in front of him. "I know you liked him alot."
Bam growled, getting up. "Piss off." he hissed leaving, forgetting his tea.
Pairing: Vam and others.
Rating: PG (so far)
Summary: Calling his name three times is all it took for them to be together.
Author's Notes: Its like a Beetlejuice (one of my fave moives)complex with a lil magic thrown in.
Bam wished that he could find a boyfriend. But no one seemed to want a skating prankster as a boyfriend. They said he was either to lazy when he wasn't skating or to dangerous when him and his friends were together. All of it made Bam plop down on the sofa in his living room, tears stinging in his eyes. His mum, Ape came up the stairs from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron.
"What's wrong, Bam?" she asked. She already knew, but she also knew Bam had to let it out.
"Justin broke up with me." Bam said staring holes into the floor. "He said he needed someone that could support him and provide from him. Not embarass him in public." The first tear fell from his blue eyes as he recounted Justin's last words to him, before he walked out of the coffee shop.
"Oh, Bam." Ape said sitting on the couch next to him, putting her arm around his shoulder. "I'm sorry." Bam shrugged her arm off, hopped over the back of the sofa and tromped upstairs to his bedroom.
"Maybe I should stop being gay and find a wife!!" He yelled slamming his bedroom door.
Ape frowned, "You'll find someone, sweetheart. He'll come around when you least expect it."
Bam dropped himself face first into his pillow and cried. He beat his beat and cursed Justin's name to hell and back. Finally, though he cried and angered himself to a fitful sleep.
*!!*!!*
Around 3am, Bam's plasma flat screen tv, flipped on full blasted. Loud annoying static filled the room, jolting Bam away. He was sweaty and flustered.
"What? What's going on!" He called, still half asleep.
The staticy noise stopped like someone muted the tv, Call my name three times and I'll be yours. A soft deep voice called.
"What?" Bam said, trying to pull his legs and waist free from the tangle of blankets. He hit the floor in a failed attempt. "Who said that?" Bam asked rubbing his elbow. The static came back, then the tv shut off. If it wasn't for the pain in Bam's elbow, he would have sworen that it was all a dream. Untangling himself from the blankets and getting up from the floor, he went down to the living room. The house was quiet and dark, minus the sounds of Novak and Dunn banging in Dunn's room. Bam frowned, That could be me with Justin. If the fucking jerk didn't dump me. Bam thought going down the stairs.
Going down to the kitchen, Bam made a cup of tea. Werid to him, but it sounded comforting. Putting Ape's kettle on the stove to heat the water, as it heated, Bam sat on one of the stools at the stove island. Rubbing his tired face, "Just my luck." he groaned, as the tv on the counter by the microwave went on. The screen was black, but the words '3 times', flashed in big white block letters.
"I can't fucking say it, if I don't know it!" Bam yelled, the words disappeared and the kettle whistled. Grabbing it off the stove and pouring the hot water into his cup, Bam slammed the kettled back down on the stove, splashing hot water all over his hand.
"God damn it!!" he yelled turning and running his hand under cold water.
"You should be carefull." The same voice from upstairs said behind Bam.
Bam spun around and screamed, but no one was there, just an empty kitchen. Footsteps rushed down the kitchen stairs, a disshiveled Dunn and Novak came pounding down them.
"Bam, What the fvck happened?" Dunn asked.
"We heard you scream." Novak added. They looked at thier friend in equal concern as he slide down the cabinets below the sink, with his knees pulled to his chest.
"I'm...I'm fine. Just still upset about the break up with Justin." He lied, staring at his hands.
"I'm sorry, Bam." Dunn said sqwatting in front of him. "I know you liked him alot."
Bam growled, getting up. "Piss off." he hissed leaving, forgetting his tea.