Hey this is my first from the re-write cause i like Mylo a lot, mostly because he reminds me of me. And yes i am gonna be including myself in these, deal with it.  

Laughter can be heard 3 blocks away, that's how loud Fynn makes you laugh. You roll off the bed, tears pricking your eyes blurring your vision slightly. Every time you go to Fynn's house is always a fun time, mischief always included. As you recover from the previous laughing fit, you sit up to notice Fynn poking his belly. "Shh be quiet,, yes I know you are hungry but you gotta wait." His shirt was slightly lifted as he speaks to his belly, "Come on silly, if you're hungry let's get something to eat, I'm hungry too!" You stand up to readjust your outfit:

(if you use he/him, just pretend you wear no bra😁)

"Hey sweetie, I need to change,, it's a bit cold for me to be wearing basketball shorts and a T shirt" Fynn chuckles as he briefly walks into his small closet and pulls a curtain to change. While he's behind the curtain, you hear his beaded curtain jingle and scratching outside his door. You crack open the door to find Gemma, Fynn's black and white pitbull. Smiling warmly you let her in and she quickly jumps on Fynn's bed and lays down, what a good girl. (fun fact: i call my all my dogs Snoots) The curtain hooks clank as Fynn steps out, he's now wearing more appropriate clothing for this cold winter weather:

"Alright so, what fine dinning establishment were you fancying?" Fynn scratches his buzzed blue hair, petting Gemma "No you can't come, I know Im horrible, I give you all the snoot scratches. What a good snoot." Gemma merely huffs but gives in to the muzzle scratches. "You wanna go to Wendy's?" You smirk already knowing this answer, "FUCK YEA I DO!" Fynn hurriedly grabs his wallet and keys that were attached to a Rugrats lanyard and races downstairs. You chuckle to yourself and you scratch Gemma's ear one more time, her warm brown eyes closing off to sleep. Closing his door behind you, the carpeted steps greet your sock covered feet, stepping down the stairs at a moderate pace rather than speeding down. You slip your doc martens on and wait patiently for Fynn by the door. "Alrighty b, I got the go-to let's fucking bounce before my stomach starts carrying pitchforks and torches!" Locking the door behind him, you two head for his VW Jetta.

The drive to Wendy's was filled with Falling in Reverse as the speakers blared Ronnie Radke's voice. This was one of Fynn's favorite bands, surprisingly he recently turned to more softer blues and rock but hey, music taste flows in a circle, but you were just happy to yell the lyrics to Just Like You, "I AM AWARE! THAT I AM AN ASSHOLE! I REALLY DON'T CARE! ABOUT ALL OF THAT THOUGH! IM LIVING MY LIFE! THE WAY THAT I WANT TO! BUT YOU CANT DENY! THAT HONESTLY IM JUST LIKE YOU!" You and Fynn flip each other off and laugh. Oddly though,, his car smelled weird, like pine trees and wildflowers which is unusual because his car usually smells like his cologne. You decide to brush it off as the red light from the Wendy's sign hits your face, hypnotizing you to go inside the greasy fast food place. "Whatcha hungry for? I'm buying." Fynn looks at you, already knowing his order, "Hmm, a number 5, with (your favorite soda)." You glance your eyes at Fynn, he's nodding at your choice, "Good pick, go select your desired seating, I'll be there in a minute." Nodding, you glance around to find an empty booth in the far left corner, a nice window area.

A few minutes later and Fynn carries a tray with your and his order. Setting it down, he plops himself across for you and starts to chow down, you doing the same. Fynn finishes before you, like always and is on his phone texting someone. "Hey I need to run out to the car really quick, you keep eating and I'll be right back." Scooting out of the leather booth, he walks out into the chilly air. You start to think about him, lately he's been acting a little strange. You wonder if he'll tell you anything, you two have been best friends since diapers, it's odd that he hasn't said a word to you. With his car smelling weird, odd text messages at early hours, funky smell rather than his usual cologne, it's strange.

After you finished your food, Fynn still hasn't returned which worried you. Throwing away the trash and refilling your drink, you smile at the girl working at the register and walk out to look for him. The car was empty, typical Fynn. You hear a deep, raspy voice followed by Fynn's laughter, there he is. Following his voice, you turn the corner to see Fynn and this other boy, he wore ripped black jeans and a tie dye Sublime hoodie. "Fynn, who is this?" The blue haired boy jumped, startled that you finished that quick. "Hey (Y/N)! What you doing out here?" Nervous, Fynn shoves his pale dry hands in his pockets. You cross your arms and raise a brow "Fynn Kiel, what the hell are you doing out here?" Looking to the mysterious boy, he sighs "Look honey, I smoke weed," your eyes widen as you open your mouth to scold him, "I can explain! I can explain! Listen, you know I have chronic migraines and the medication doesn't help, on top of that you know my history of back problems, this stuff really helps me. Plus Mylo here has got my back." Fynn swings his arms around this Mylo guy and they both smile like old friends. You huff and unclench your jaw, "Fine, just don't do anything stupid." Fynn pumps his fist in the air in the small victory he's won and hugs you. "So Bud, who's the cutie?" Mylo winks at you, heat flushes to your face from the flirty compliment. "Oh! This is (Y/N)! My best friend." Fynn gives you an arm around the shoulder and squeezes. Mylo looks dramatically offended he scoffs, "Best friend?? I thought I was your best friend! Oh I'm hurt!" He places both hands on his chest and falls to his knees in fake despair. "Oh stop whining you Metal Mouth! You're my best friend too!" Fynn laughs and whacks Mylo upside the head. "Metal Mouth? Bud? where'd those nicknames come from?" Your laughter is filled with confusion, these two are double trouble. "I call Fynn 'Bud' because he smokes weed more than I do! Metal Mouth came around after my third lip piercing." Mylo smirks and Fynn whacks him again "We gotta bounce but don't you be gettin any ideas." Fynn starts to walk to the car and before you leave Mylo runs up to you, "Here's my number cutie, text me~" he runs off before we gets smacked again.

Months have passed and you did take up Mylo's offer, you two have been texting nonstop almost everyday. Despite the flirty compliments and dirty comments, Mylo is actually incredibly sweet. Rays of sun peak through your curtains and shine on your (E/C) eyes, it's Saturday finally. Reaching up and rubbing the sleep from your eyes you reach over and grab your phone off the charger and see that Mylo has texted you.
8:47 AM-
Fruit Loop🍓💕: Hey babe wakey wakey! You wanna go get ihop with me?? 😁😁💕

9:03 AM-
Fruit Loop🍓💕: Heeeeeey

9:24 AM-
Fruit Loop 🍓💕: I'll paaaaay! My treat! Come onnnn wake uppp😩

As you read through the messages you chuckle at his name in your phone, the name Fruit Loop stuck when he texted you one night stoned out of his mind and asking for fruit loops, saying that 'they call to meee, I must have the fruity loops'. As you laugh to yourself, you get another text.

9:32 AM-
Fruit Loop 🍓💞: It'll be fun I promise! I'm 100% sober and I really wanna get ihop with you, pleeeeeeeeeease 😖😖😖

You: Okay okay I'm up! I'd love to go get ihop, as long as your buying 😉 

Your phone starts to vibrate as his picture pops up signaling that he's calling you, the picture itself was of him going cross eyed with a goofy smile and green icing all over his face, a truly breathtaking moment. That was a fun day, it was actually the first time you two hung out. You were nervous about hanging out with him alone so Fynn tagged along since he knew Mylo better than anyone else. You three had gone to Fynn's house to chill and play video games, his mom was at work all day and you felt more comfortable going to Fynn's because you didn't know Mylo's house and your parents wouldn't let them over. That day was filled with stupid laughter as you three goofed off all day. Eventually, Mylo found leftover cake in the fridge and you all had some. Mylo being the silly boy he is, ate his slice with no fork and got icing all over him.

Smiling at the tender memory, you answer the phone call. "Good morning babe! I'll pick you up around 10:30, how's that sound?" Mylo's voice was happy, seeing that he's quite a morning person. "That sounds good, lemme know when you're on your way." You groggily reply scratching your head, Mylo giggles "Alright sleepy head, I'll see you soon!" He then hangs up to let you get ready.

The warm shower really woke you up and you dry your (H/C) hair with a towel and start to get dressed. You decide on wearing this:

(tried to pick the most androgynous outfit i could)

Slipping the David Bowie jumper over your head, you get a text saying that Mylo is here. Grabbing your keys and slipping your boots on, you run out to Mylo's old red Honda Civic and buckle in. "Hey cutie! I missed you! Ready for some bomb pancakes??" Mylo quickly reaches over and kisses your cheek, that's something he's just done every time he sees you, and it doesn't help your crush.

You two arrive at iHop and pick a booth towards the back. The waiter comes by and by the looks of it, she's happy to see Mylo, she was pencil thin, long blonde hair, icy blue eyes, too much makeup for this early in the morning and a high pitch voice your pretty sure only dogs can hear. "Good morning! What can I get you started for today?" Staring at Mylo, she drools over him. "I'll have a black coffee, and this lovely person sitting across from me will have a (your favorite morning drink)." He winks at you, heat rushes to your cheeks and ears as you smile. The girl, who you learn is named Jenni from her name tag, buffs and rolls her eyes in annoyance. As she leaves to get your drinks, you browse at the menu and make small talk. Once she returns you both order, after that Mylo just,,stares at you. "What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?" You nervously chuckle as you feel around your face. "Nah there's nothing there, I just wanted to admire you~" Mylo grabs your hand across the table, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles, " You know..I really like you (Y/N). More than a friend, and I know I'm an idiot and a pothead and sometimes I don't think but...I really like you and I was wondering if you know...you wanted to be my partner?" Mylo looks down, never would you thought that Mylo, THE Mylo Cade would be asking you to be with him. You smile, he's being sincere you can tell, if he wasn't he'd be looking at you in the eyes. "Of course Mylo! I never thought you would ask." You take both his hand in both of yours and play with his fingers. He looks at you, eyes lighting up with joy as he reaches over and kisses your lips. His lips were soft, warm and slightly bitter from the black coffee he'd been sipping on but damn was it worth it. You two pull away and smile, "How are we gonna tell Fynn?"

The check comes and as promised, Mylo pays. You two hop in his car and head over to pick up Fynn since you all were going out to the mall. Pulling up to the green house, you two head up and unlock his door. Greeted by Gemma, Chibs, a male blue pitbull, and Luci, a fawn and blue pit bull puppy of two months. You texted Fynn you were here and said a hello to Fynn's mom who was happy to see you both. You let the dogs out back to play and when you close the door you were surprised by a big white Great Pyrenees. "Woah there hi! I've never seen you before? What's your name??" You glance at the dog, seeing that she has a service dog vest on with multiple patches, one big one that says 'Do Not Pet I'm Working'. "Norah! what are you doing back there? You silly snoot come here!" Fynn appears around the corner and Norah gallops over to Fynn. He grabs Norah's leash and hands it over to someone you can't see, "Hey sorry about that, she was just happy to see you!" Fynn came over and hugged you and Mylo. "It's okay, we do have news though...so me and Mylo are dating now.." You trail off trying to read Fynn's face, he looks..actually you can't tell. "Finally, jeez the sexual tension between you two was so thick I would need a meat cleaver to cut it. HEY ELI YOU OWE ME 15$!" Fynn yells over to this Eli person and laughs as the person groans. "Hey while you got that surprise, I have one of my own, come here!" Fynn takes you over to the entry way were you see this boy, shorter than Fynn, brown curly hair, blue/green eyes with glasses, wearing Fynn's red hoodie and gray jeans. "Hey Norah, can you grab my shoe for me please?" Norah sniffs around and grabs his black adidas shoe and hands it to him, getting a pat on the head in return. "Mylo, (Y/N), this is Elliot, my uh... my boyfriend." Fynn blushes and scratches the back of his head. Honestly you weren't expecting that, you knew Fynn was pansexual but he tending to date more girls than any other gender. You smile brightly, "It's nice to meet you!" You stick out your hand and Elliot shakes it, "It's wonderful to meet you too! I've heard so much about you two!" Elliot pushes up his glasses and hugs Fynn arm, "Well since we have this whole meeting thing out of the way, shall we head out?"

The mall was fun, browsing in stores and trying on ridiculous outfits that you'll never by. Eventually by night fall, you all headed to the park. Fynn and Elliot sat on the swings while you and Mylo sat on random playground equipment. Mylo kisses you cheek and sighs,

"Who knew you'd fall for a goof like me?"

hope you guys enjoyed! this is the first out of many i'll be re-writing! let me know in the comments what person you want me to re-write next!

stay magical!

-The Lizard Wizard 🦎