#grips the bathroom sink. hes only nice to ME!!!!!!! everyone else hes a hater but with ME hes a lover!!!!!!

[sparkyscissorhands]

❮ but you knew you had a spark, did you? ❯

➤ Title From: Shoot Down the Stars

➤ Words: 847

➤ Ship: Bradley/Sparky (self insert)

Summary: As expected from someone like Sparky, its love language often revolves around music and sharing it.

Notes: No warnings apply! Just wanted to say that Bradley just acts like a complete dog at one point (hc thing with tails lol)

“I got you something while I was out.”

“Hmm?” The sound escaped from his mouth as Bradley focused on Sparky as it sat in the passenger seat of the car. It reached for its bag on the ground, moving its hand around in the space of it until it found what it was looking for.

It then pulled out a CD and excitedly displayed it right in front of him, shoving the album in front of his face. Bradley looked down at it silently, not reaching for the case until Sparky gestured for him to take it.

It murmured, “It’s for you. Take it.”

Finally, Bradley took the album. He adjusted the case in his grasp to be able to get a better read of it. Gym Class Heroes. As Cruel as School Children.

Gym Class Heroes. The name sounded familiar to him... Oh! “This is the band we saw live, right?” he questioned.

Brand new. It even had the plastic wrap still on it with a sticker placed proclaiming that this was the most anticipated album of 2006, featuring “The Queen and I” and “Cupid’s Chokehold.”

Sparky nodded. “Yeah, you seemed to enjoy them whenever we went. Like, you probably left that venue way more pumped than me!” It faintly laughed at the memory. It then continued, “But I found this at Best Buy, and it made me think of you. I know you don’t do the whole collecting actual albums thing, but I thought you might like to listen to it? I dunno, maybe I’m just thinking dumb…”

Bradley ended up paying no mind as Sparky rambled on as he stared at the album. He flipped it over, looking at the track list. Every track aside from “Cupid’s Chokehold” was pretty much new to him. However, its words stuck in his head. Despite Sparky being the one in this relationship that collected physical disks, it decided to give him one of a band he liked. Because it thought of him when it saw the band’s name?

Sparky suddenly stopped talking, cutting itself off as it noticed Bradley staring at the album with a blank expression. It frowned, and its ears flattened, thinking the worst. It then glanced at his seat, hearing a thumping noise against it. Its look of worry was quickly replaced by a snicker.

“Are you wagging your tail?”

Bradley soon snapped out of his thoughts as he was caught, jaw agape with wide eyes. He then grabbed at his own tail with one hand in a weak attempt to make it stop.

“What?? No!” he spat out.

Sparky would have forced Bradley to do this himself, but he seemed tired. It was willing to play nice and do as he asked once in a while. It used Bradley's keys to unlock the door, trying to find where he left his wallet. It imagined it was common sense to keep such an important thing that literally contained your credit card, driver’s license, and student ID on you. However, Sparky quickly realized how disorganized he could be.

Sparky searched the seats first. When there was nothing clearly there, it checked the car door compartments. Nothing again. Sparky’s next course of action was opening the glove compartment, having the idea he might have thrown it in there. It stretched itself to look into it. As it glanced in, it suddenly froze, blinking a bit.

In contrast to the dull, dark colors of his car, in the glove compartment appeared to be an orangish-yellow CD case. Sparky picked it up. As Cruel as School Children. It immediately recognized the album. The plastic wrap had been removed from it.

Closing the compartment, Sparky opened the case. The disk was gone, with the booklet being lazily shoved back in place on the other side of the case. It knew it shouldn’t be snooping, but stretching its body even more, letting out a quiet grunt, it reached toward the car stereo. It pressed to eject the disk. Sure enough, it recognized the blue disk that came out.

Carefully, Sparky removed the booklet. The edges had been worn down. As it flipped through the pages, it skipped back when it noticed writing on the edges of the pages.

Sparky went back to the lyrics of Clothes Off. Near the title of the track, it could see Bradley’s handwriting in red sharpie. Who’s that other guy? Then, below it, he sloppily wrote with a blue pen, YOU GOTTA TELL SPARKY THAT’S PATRICK STUMP. Of course, it already knew, but something about that note made Sparky melt inside.

Sparky couldn’t suppress snickering as it skipped toward the end where Cupid’s Chokehold had its lyrics listed. Sure enough, he had written there too, this time with a red pen. How did I not notice the guy from FOB is in this too??

Sparky grinned dumbly as it leaned against the open car door, enjoying itself way too much as it continued to scan through the booklet and see what else he wrote in it. He actually listened to it! And he still was.

🖤 Divider By: lunaridae

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