OK I MADE TIME FOR MYSELF TO READ THIS WHEN I SHOULD BE PREPARING FOR THE CONVENTION BECAUSE I JUST CAN’T LEAVE THE FREAK AND THE MUSIC MAN SEND HELP I HAVE NO SENSE OF PRIORITIES YOU HAVE STOLEN ALL OF THEM.
Ahem. My various thoughts as I was reading;
Oh god Erik really needed Bobby to spell it out to him, and then proceeded to have a mental breakdown about it in the middle of the kitchen, full on flashbacks like a soldier back from a war. Dude get it together. We are talking about love not a nuclear bomb with an Acme timer on it.
Oh god Bobby innocently asking how they met. It’s uh, it’s ahm…. Complicated. Or really simple. Like this whole mess really.
Haha I could visualize it so well, how Bobby perks up like a happy puppy when Erik asks if he wants to see a picture of her. Yeah show this woman that has made my brother lose his whole mind, I want to see what kind of creature causes that.
HELP THE PIZZA-DENT MADE A SURPRISE COMEBACK! I mean it absolutely needed to be cleared, poor Bobby. Erik really was mean for that one. Even though he tried not to be. “You Judas” indeed.
ERIK YOU ARE ASSUMING A LOT STOP DOING THAT YOU CAN’T READ HER MIND AND YOUR MIND IS FULL OF SHIT TOO BECAUSE YOU ARE AN INSECURE LITTLE CRETIN CALM YOUR PIERCED TITS MY GOOD MAN
“he’d much rather suffer through being the former than the torture that would surely come from being the ladder.” Latter. I’m pretty sure you meant latter. Erik wouldn’t function well as a ladder, me thinks. Or who knows actually? Now I want to try.
Poor baby Bobby being in absolute panic “you can’t ask me to hide something from Julia! That’s not how this works, that’s not how anything works!”. Oh god I feel that. I have two sisters and keeping secrets from each other is not what we are best at.
OMG I love that they still ended up making the brownies! Good job my dudes!
“Really, how much harder can this be?” My dude, don’t, you are playing with fire, stop it stop it stop iiiiiit.
WHY ARE YOU STILL SURPRISED THAT SHE MISSED YOU HOW DENSE CAN YOU BE THIS FIC IS INFURIATING I WANT TO TALK TO THE MANAGER
Venting about a shitty work week while a handsome man lotions my legs? Where can I rent one? I really need it this week.
My god it’s suddenly hot in here
Poor baby has way too many thoughts in his head
Oh noooo poor baby you can’t say anything to him without him starting to unravel at the seams
Once again you are describing food in a way that I want to taste it.
NO getting rough and kinky about this is not going to help this is making it worse you are going to hurt yourself or her or both stop it THIS INSTANT
WHY would you tell HIM about a brunch with BRODY? Why would you even go to a brunch with Brody? Why is Brody in this story?
NEVER ask yourself “What would Brody do” that’s TERRIBLE for your mental health and actions, you don’t want to act like that useless coat hanger.
Erik might be able to keep a lid on the Brody hate BUT I’M NOT
Oh straight to that right after she brings up Brody? Good thing she is just as dense as he is or that would be very obvious.
THAT IS NOT HOW YOU DEAL WITH NEGATIVE EMOTIONS I mean it’s hot as fuck but do not
Ugh it’s crispy cold and windy and Doctor Coat hanger arrives to the brunch wearing sunglasses? Not improving your points my man.
The coat hanger likes good food though, I’ll give him that.
Well, incoming peace and happiness is a good thing to toast to, but she will have to go through a few more painful hurdles before that is on the menu. Appreciate the sentiment though.
Oh no doctor coat hanger suddenly turned into the gay best friend when it comes to her relationships. Is there anyone in this story who is not so dense it hurts? Maybe Erik’s dad and the Freak’s uncle. But other than that, not many are fighting for that trophy.
LMAO I can only imagine what film the waitress thinks she is in. This is going to spread to workplace gossip about some crazy customers very soon.
“Fucking pardon?” Help I scared my cat with how I laughed
Aaaaaaand of course we needed someone to spell it out to her just like Bobby did to Erik, because they are both just as dense, and as such a perfect pair when they eventually get it through their thick skulls.
Ok I am begrudgingly giving points to Brody for this scene, but only because she is dumb as a brick.
That waitress has to have to most intense Neutral Customer Service Face ever. Not that those two would notice, but I’m giving her credit anyway.
….And she blames herself. The ocean of self pity is vast.
I instantly love the uncle.
We all need someone like that uncle. So good at calming her down and looking at things from a practical but still understanding point of view.
MY GOD THIS FIC IS SO LONG I HAVE TO STOP NOW OR I’M LATE FOR THE CON YOU’LL GET THE REST OF THIS REVIEW LATER ALSO WHAT DO YOU MEAN THIS IS ONLY THE FIRST HALF OF THE CHAPTER???
First off! Thank you so much for the play by play as always! Second! Top tier reactions as expected! AND THIRD thank you for the call-out on my spelling mistake it has been corrected. I am so glad you enjoyed it so much and God your constant never-ending Brody hate is hilarous.
