I shrugged, at least I don't have cancer. I look over at Pete, who paled dramatically and raised a brow, "you okay Pete?" Pete shook his head, "N-no.." He muttered before falling face first into the ground.
The doctor just stared at him, laughter shining in her eyes. "You know, for a doctor, you don't seem to care much about safety." I point out.
She giggles, "I don't want to stop things that will happen anyways." I frown, "Pete would have passed out anyways?" She nods, "didn't you notice how tired he looked? He must have been terribly worried about you."
I mentally awed as I stared at Pete lying on the ground, "he's adorable." The doctor quickly agreed.
Pete groaned, and shot up from the ground with wide eyes. "You're pregnant!!" He cried out. I smiled, "Yes, is that going to be a problem?"
Pete shook his head and smiled warmly. "Not at all lunchbox. It's just a little hard to wrap my head around." I giggle, "it is, isn't it?"
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Depression is a little bit like happy hour (peterick)
FanfictionPatrick notices that Pete seems... Off. He's less energetic, and more... Well, isolated. After a show, Pete isolates himself, while Patrick goes for a walk, and Joe, and Andy are sleeping on the floor of the bus. Pete tries to kill himself, and almo...
