(A/N: I almost just spit my drink on my computer because I was listening to this for the second time with my brother. FT FT THE BUNNY.)

(Fine, maybe I'll pretend right now, but I swear to God if Ryan doesn't go back to P!ATD...)

(So pretty much Ryan was never gone here. Thanks.)

Brendon:

I walk into our apartment, wondering what Ryan's been up to all day.

"Hey B! Come here! You will not believe this."

I walk into the bedroom and smile at my boyfriend.

"Hey babe!"

"Brendon, somebody tagged me in this post. Why. I am honestly crying."

I frown. Is Ryan reading hate again?

"Baby, you know I do-"

"BRENDON."

I raise my eyebrow at him.

"ARE YOU GONNA FORM THE BANANNA OR NOT"

"Uh, Ryan... you took your meds right?"

"BRENDONNNNNN" the hyper boy pulls me over to his laptop and clicks play.

I sit and watch.

"Wait... Ryan... what the fuck."

"SHUCK THE CORN, SHUCK SHUCK THE CORNNNNN"

I calmly close the laptop and shift my gaze to Ryan.

"We need to talk Ryan..."

*Two Months Later*

It's our two year anniversary.

Ryan gets out of his chair and kneels on the ground.

"Ryan, w-what are you doing..."

"Brendon, I've loved you for a long time, and I would be honored if you would be willing to form the banana with me."

Tears come to my eyes.

"Ryan, baby I... I would love to."

"You and me forever Brendon. From forming the banana to the guacamole end."

Rian stands and we kiss.

This is the best day of my life.

*one year later*

"Tonight, for our last song I would like to play a special one for my perfect husband."

Ryan looks at me strangely as I seat myself at the piano.

The tune starts and the entire crowd goes wild.

Ryan's eyes glisten with tears as he mouths a thank you to me and begins to interact with the crowd.

I look out at the adoring fans, and think of how far Ryan and I have come, and I know this is where we belong.

and with as much passion and soul as I have In me, I sing the next lines with all my heart.

"peal the Avocado."

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This shouldn't exist but it does.