CocoPankakes

"More in from Normal Land," Donnie called out, herding the group of new comers in like a flock of sheep. I could see it on their faces; the confusion and surprise of having stumbled out of their little Normal Land and into ours. "Just show them to the paparazzi, they'll take care of them," I said with a lazy wave of my hand. This job had grown tedious to me, finding these gentle people and turning them into the wild and crazy ones they were meant to be. But we hadn't had a single interesting person in weeks, even  months ! I sighed and turned to close the doors to their world. "Hold up! I got the last one, he tried to escape," H Shoe called

A mellowed out Pete. This was a first for Patrick, but he wasn't complaining. Patrick sat on the bed in his cluttered apartment, fiddling with his guitar again, and nodding along to no particular rhythm. Pete lay sideways in the swivel chair a few feet away, and at the moment, looked half asleep. But of course, no such luck for Patrick. Pete had other crazy ideas, but he had just contained himself for the past hour for Patrick's sake. "Patrick…" Pete whined, turning his head to look at Patrick. "What cha' doin?" Patrick groaned in frustration, knowing this would not stop if Patrick didn't come up with a creative answer. "I'm trying