#yes maybe reggie broke his nose tripping and running away BUT the security guard let him pet the doggies as they waited for the cops

[innytoes]

there are so many good options to choose from but I think “okay…this looks bad” most fully encompasses the chaos that would be a lukebobby bachelor party

A sequel to the 'you’d marry me if I asked right?' fic.

"Okay, this looks bad," Bobby said the second Carrie came into the little holding area of the police station. From the look on her face, he wasn't sure if she'd already posted bail, was still trying to decide if she was going to bail them out, or had decided not to and was only coming back here to gloat.

All three were about equally likely, but he would be damned if he woke up Lola at three in the morning to come bail them out.

Reggie had already used up his phone call. If this didn't work, Willie was next, and if that didn't work, they were going to have to go with their last resort.

None of them wanted to call Emily Patterson, so owing Carrie a massive favour and getting eternally dragged for this it was.

"I'll say," his cousin said, crossing her arms. "I thought Alex' bachelor party was supposed to be the tame one."

"Excuse me?" came the offended question from the back of the cell, and Luke immediately jumped in to soothe Alex' wounded ego. Willie started cackling, which wasn't helping matters at all.

"Yeah, that's what we thought, too," Bobby said. Alex was supposed to be the planner, the anxious one, the trustworthy one. Sure, Reggie's party had been wild, with silly costumes, and paintball, and lots of junk food, and yes, maybe some strippers. But the worst that had happened was a bit of a hangover and not being able to get the body glitter off.

Alex' party had managed to end with them in jail for trespassing, Reggie pressing an ice-pack against his nose, Bobby without his pants, and Willie missing one shoe.

Also, they would probably be hung over in the morning. Just to make it extra special.

"Who knew that abandoned theme park that shut down two years ago still had security and guard dogs, huh?" Luke said cheerfully, popping up behind Bobby and wrapping his arms around him, chin propped on his shoulder. "Hi Carrie!"

He sounded remarkably cheerful for someone who had been clinging to a tree branch shrieking a couple of hours ago. It did probably help that when the security guard called off the dogs and made them help get Luke out of the tree, he'd fallen right on top of Alex, breaking his fall. (Alex had been less chipper about it.)

"Luke," Carrie said. "Is this going to be a regular occurrence once you join the family?"

"God I hope not," Luke said, but he looked absolutely giddy at the way she phrased that. Bobby couldn't help but agree. Luke was gonna marry him. Him. Luke was in love with him and said yes to marrying him for reasons other than pulling one over on his super rich, super judgemental grandmother.

"Yeah, next time we'll bring steaks to distract the guard dogs," Willie said, before being elbowed in his side by Alex.

"Fine, I'll bail you lot out," she said. "But first..." And then she turned around, grabbing her phone and raising it high. She smiled as she took the selfie, managing to catch Bobby mid-grimace. Luke was beaming and giving him bunny ears, Reggie was waving, and Alex had his face in his hands, Willie draped over him happily.

And if maybe they had that picture on the mantle of the house they bought with the money from the trust fund, well, it was a good thing Carrie didn't visit often, so she couldn't gloat about it.

[bananakarenina]

once again @innytoes​ being hilarious in the tags:

#bobbyxluke#julie and the phantoms#willex#what were they doing at the abandoned theme park? who knows#maybe spraypainting some big declaration of love on top of something high#maybe to have a dance party in the abandoned haunted house#maybe just because it's fun and illegal and willie has shown alex the joys of breaking and entering#yes maybe reggie broke his nose tripping and running away BUT the security guard let him pet the doggies as they waited for the cops#I imagine once one of them was caught the others just kind of sheepishly made their way over#(except luke who was stuck in the tree with one of the dogs below him)#they were very polite to the poor security guard#alex was very very apologetic#they probably get away with it without anyone pressing charges#and they send a big box of donuts and dog-treats to the park#yes they all buy a giant house together with the trust fund money#and fund recording their first album

there are so many good options to choose from but I think “okay…this looks bad” most fully encompasses the chaos that would be a lukebobby bachelor party

A sequel to the 'you’d marry me if I asked right?' fic.

"Okay, this looks bad," Bobby said the second Carrie came into the little holding area of the police station. From the look on her face, he wasn't sure if she'd already posted bail, was still trying to decide if she was going to bail them out, or had decided not to and was only coming back here to gloat.

All three were about equally likely, but he would be damned if he woke up Lola at three in the morning to come bail them out.

Reggie had already used up his phone call. If this didn't work, Willie was next, and if that didn't work, they were going to have to go with their last resort.

None of them wanted to call Emily Patterson, so owing Carrie a massive favour and getting eternally dragged for this it was.

"I'll say," his cousin said, crossing her arms. "I thought Alex' bachelor party was supposed to be the tame one."

"Excuse me?" came the offended question from the back of the cell, and Luke immediately jumped in to soothe Alex' wounded ego. Willie started cackling, which wasn't helping matters at all.

"Yeah, that's what we thought, too," Bobby said. Alex was supposed to be the planner, the anxious one, the trustworthy one. Sure, Reggie's party had been wild, with silly costumes, and paintball, and lots of junk food, and yes, maybe some strippers. But the worst that had happened was a bit of a hangover and not being able to get the body glitter off.

Alex' party had managed to end with them in jail for trespassing, Reggie pressing an ice-pack against his nose, Bobby without his pants, and Willie missing one shoe.

Also, they would probably be hung over in the morning. Just to make it extra special.

"Who knew that abandoned theme park that shut down two years ago still had security and guard dogs, huh?" Luke said cheerfully, popping up behind Bobby and wrapping his arms around him, chin propped on his shoulder. "Hi Carrie!"

He sounded remarkably cheerful for someone who had been clinging to a tree branch shrieking a couple of hours ago. It did probably help that when the security guard called off the dogs and made them help get Luke out of the tree, he'd fallen right on top of Alex, breaking his fall. (Alex had been less chipper about it.)

"Luke," Carrie said. "Is this going to be a regular occurrence once you join the family?"

"God I hope not," Luke said, but he looked absolutely giddy at the way she phrased that. Bobby couldn't help but agree. Luke was gonna marry him. Him. Luke was in love with him and said yes to marrying him for reasons other than pulling one over on his super rich, super judgemental grandmother.

"Yeah, next time we'll bring steaks to distract the guard dogs," Willie said, before being elbowed in his side by Alex.

"Fine, I'll bail you lot out," she said. "But first..." And then she turned around, grabbing her phone and raising it high. She smiled as she took the selfie, managing to catch Bobby mid-grimace. Luke was beaming and giving him bunny ears, Reggie was waving, and Alex had his face in his hands, Willie draped over him happily.

And if maybe they had that picture on the mantle of the house they bought with the money from the trust fund, well, it was a good thing Carrie didn't visit often, so she couldn't gloat about it.