Ashton and Shawn be in the car. Ashton’s listening to the music on the radio while staring out the window, and Shawn’s driving.

Ashton decided after jumping in the car with this weirdo to finally ask where they were going, “hey babe-”

“Don’t call me that…” Shawn mumbled angrily from the wheel.

“Shawn… uh, where are we exactly… going?” he asked.

There was a stoplight so Shawn stopped, he responded, still looking at the road, “nowhere special…”

He pouted, “come on babe- I mean Shawn, just tell me, please?”

Shawn mumbled the place’s name under his breath as the stop light went go and he started driving again.

“A cheese factory?”

“CHUCK E CHEESE’S YOU FUCKING BITCH ASSHOLE.”

Ashton went back to looking out the window since eye contact was useless, “really? I think I went there once as a kid. Who knew you were still that childish.”

“No no no!” he legit honked his horn for no goddamn reason other than because he was annoyed at Ashton there were like three people on the road, “my mom just said that I had ‘ta! Or like… something bad!’

“So blackmail?”

“Exactly!” he huffed, deciding that punching his car was a good idea.

Ashton flinched, “babe don’t hit the car it did nothin’ to you.”

“Well then I’ll fucking kick your ass instead!”

“That’s also not a good idea, especially if other people see it. How about you get one of those stress toys instead? They probably sell them where we’re going.”

“I broke the last one I had…”

“Shawn, do you wanna take a break from driving? Just tell me the coordinates and I’ll-”

“Shut up or I’ll get us both in an accident,” he gripped the wheel real hard before turning so hard that wait that sounds wrong and I was gonna make it worse.

Ashton held onto the car as he turned, “Shawn, what’s wrong?”

“I’ll tell you what’s wrong!”

“Okay then, tell me.”

Another stoplight, Shawn turned to face Ashton for a minute, with a usual pout on his face, “I-I… stop being so nice,” he crossed his arms.

“That’s what’s wrong? That I’m too nice? That’s my problem, not yours.”

“It’s just-” and then the stoplight did the go again and Shawn did a zoom with the car and they were there.

Shawn slammed on the breaks, and just slammed everything including his boyfriend, just kidding on that last part. But he did slam the car door too. He quickly speed walked into the place before Ashton could even step foot out of the car.

He noticed that Shawn, the dumbass that he is, forgot to turn off his car and take out the keys, so of course he did that, then walking inside, “hey Shawn you forgot your keys-” he noticed that Shawn huffing and puffing almost right outside the entrance, “Shawn? You burned out?”

He simply snatched the keys from Ash and put them in his pocket, “yeah…” he stood up and glanced at him before walking into another room.

Ashton followed him, not knowing what was going on at the time. He looked around, eying all the games and really cheaply made food.

Shawn looked around as well, but for his step-mom so then he wouldn’t have to naturally bump into her later, “hey bitch I’m here,” he unnaturally slid next to her.

“Don’t cuss there are kids here and I’m glad you came. I’m surprised that you’re here and not your brother. Anyways-”

Eventually Ashton caught up to him and just blurted out hi and waved a whole ton, “Shawny!”

Shawn groaned and looked in the opposite direction.

Ashton stood there with his usual goofy :3 face.

“So, Shawn, who’s your friend?” she asked, looking at Shawn and then Ashton.

“Jokes on you, I’m his boyfriend,” he leaned down to kiss Shawn’s cheek and Shawn pushed him away.

“Stop being weird she’s my mom not a friend.”

“Well obviously, she looks so much more mature than you. By the way hello Mrs. Shawn’s mom.”

“My god you two are quite the pair and I’ve only seen you two interact for two minutes. Also it’s Ms. Smith, your name?”

“I’m Ashton, Ashton Lane, you can call me Ash if you want.”

Shawn grabbed Ashton’s arm, “stop talking to her and talk to me,” he pouted.

He smiled, “okay babe you don’t have to be so weird about it, if you wanna fuck me you could’ve just asked.”

“Ashton! One this is a children’s place and two no!”

“Then what do you want Shawny?”

“I don’t know at this point,” he crossed his arms, blushing a ton.

“So uh, do you two wanna meet the kids or play some games since your here?” Ms. Smith tried to change the conversation.

“It’s just Shawn and I-” Ashton tried to say before being rudely interrupted by this bag of Shawn.

Shawn then tightened his grip on his arm, “fuck it-” he grabbed his face and just started making out with him, really badly I might add.

Eventually Ms. Smith whispered to them, suggesting them to stop.

Shawn turned to face her, “why should I stop you-”

“Because there are kids here? These kids still believe cooties are a thing.”

“Well they’re stupid and ignorant and this ain’t spreading any fake disease it’s two dudes..”

“I just thought you’d be embarrassed because I know how you are.”

A kid, in which was watching this all decided that this was a great time to ask, “what were you two doing? Was it some type of weird hug?”

Shawn did an explode and ran off somewhere else, pushing Ashton away from him.

“It’s not a hug it’s just…” Ashton tried to think of a way to say the thing.

“What?”

“Adult… things…”

“What does that mean?”

Ms.Smith tapped the child’s shoulder, “Dill, let’s not ask too many questions, alright? Let’s play some party games and wait for the cake,” she started walking to the party room and he followed after her.

Ashton watched them for a second before following where Shawn went to, the bathroom. He walked inside and knocked on the only stall door that was in use, “Shawny?”

“Shut up, I’m busy…” he groaned in response.

He rolled his eyes, “yeah I doubt it. Just come on out, I know you’re not actually using the bathroom.”

“SHUT UP! You’re only making it worse…”

“Okay what am I making worse?”

He shushed him and Ash walked out just outside of the bathroom.

After about ten minutes Shawn walked out of the bathroom, looking tired, he turned his head to face Ashton, “what did you want bitch.”

“Why were you in the bathroom for so long? Were you-”

“No! You pervy fuck. My stomach just felt bad. I will pay you to shut the fuck up.”

He stayed quiet for a few seconds, then wanted to ask another question, he breathed.

“Didn’t you hear me? Shut up!”

“But I have a question…”

He groaned and grabbed his arm, “then we’re gonna be sitting down,” he dragged Ashton (slowly) to a nearby bench and sat down, still holding him.

“Well I was gonna ask, why is your last name Hartman and your mom’s is Smith? Is Smith your real last name? Or is that her maiden name and it’s your father’s-”

“She adopted me you stupid fuck,” he hit him on the head with whatever was nearby, there was a newspaper nearby, he’s fine.

“Then why is your last name different still? Don’t ya’ll have the same last name still?”

“I like this one better,” he tried to stand up but Ashton grabbed his hand.

“Please tell me why it’s Hartman? It’s such a weird last name-”

He yanked his hand back, “it’s my parents’ last name you dingus!”

“Your parent’s last name is-”

He kicked Ashton’s leg and walked to a game machine,”I need coins for this…”

Ashton stood up and walked towards Shawn, “please don’t feel afraid to tell me anything… and I’ll give you money for coins if you tell me what you meant. I know you didn’t bring your wallet.”

“Fine… wait if you weren’t so stupid you’d already know why.”

“Well I can assume but-”

“MY BIRTH PARENTS! You iDIOT!”

He chuckled awkwardly and gave him ten bucks, “sorry, I must really be stupid…”

“YeAH YOU ARe! YoU BIG FUcKINg HOE!” he was about to punch whatever was in front of him and it wasn’t Ashton so oh no.

“Okay Shawn you don’t have to be calling me something, I’m not for shock. I’ll give you money for your coins if you calm down.”

“CALM DOWN!? YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN YOU SICK FUCK!”

“Shawn, breathe slowly?”

“FUCK YOU- YOu- little bitch aSSHOLE cUnT FACe BITCH aSSBITch- BITCH BITCH BITCH!” he stomped like a little kid, about to smash his head on the game machine.

“Woah woah woah,” he grabbed Shawn before he could do that and pulled him into a hug, “I don’t know exactly what you were gonna do but I know it was gonna be bad.”

He tried to push his arms away, “LET ME GO YOU HOOLIGIN!” he kicked and shoved him.

“Shawn please, just… I don’t know, just do your worst so you can do your best around the kids…”

Suddenly Shawn stopped yelling and pushing but instead got out of Ashton’s grasp and ran away into another room.

“Shawn where are you going- and I lost him… too many kids, they look just like him,” he snorted a bit as his own joke. He looked around, “yeah I’ll never find him and he probably just wanted to be alone, how about I play some games?” he asked himself like he was another person.

He looked all over the room he was in to realize that Shawn went into another room and that he was really stupid. He went into the next room, where there was a ball pit, so as a man that likes balls, he went through the ball pit, trying to find Shawn. However, he didn’t find Shawn, just a kid that looked almost exactly like Shawn. Tiny Shawn, are you time traveling again?

“Fuck I must look really stupid- WAIT THE CAR,” he ran out of the ball pit and to the room near the entrance, luckily the car was still there.

“Okay thank God…” he walked back to where he was before, starting to pace, trying to think of where he was when something caught his pant leg. He looked down to see a nail. A stupid nail. Ya’ll thought it was gonna be Shawn laying down on the floor like an idiot didn’t you.

“They really need to get that fixed,” he tugged his pant off the nail but while he wasn’t looking he almost bumped into Dillian, the birthday boy.

He stopped right before then luckily, and waved to the boy, “hey Dill, how ya doing?”

“Excuse me I’m Dillian the second- just kidding it’s fine,” he had a big smile on his face, as he thought that was sarcasm.

“Well hello Dillian the second-” he said as he’s extremely stupid but also he wanted to show him how real sarcasm worked.

“It doesn’t matter what you call me! I’m Dillian no matter what! Also- have you tasted the cake??? It’s really good!” he piped.

“Well not yet, have you seen Shawny around by the way? He ran away from me in a panic and I can’t seem to find him.”

“Well maybe he’s eating the cake since it’s sooooo good?” he assumed because yum cake.

He thought for a second, realizing that Shawn’s on a strict diet of whatever the fuck he wants, “I’m not sure if he even likes cake… he likes ice cream though…”

“Well everyone likes cake! If you’re allergic to cake you’re fine but otherwise you’re a big fat meanie!”

“Damn boy. Your insults are more original than Shawny’s, and he says some weird stuff.”

“So are you guys like, really good friends or something? Only friends see each other's insults.”

“Well I guess in your case you could say we’re friends… with benefits?”

“What type of benefits, like chewing each other’s gum?”

Ashton was a bit grossed out, “not like that, but something like that. You get it- I’m gonna go to the party room now-”

“Okay bye! Tell Shawny that I love him!”

He waved goodbye to him, gushing a bit, then walking into the party room. Shawn wasn’t in sight, only Mrs. Smith trying to calm the sugar-induced children down.

And as he didn’t be involved with that bullshit he got the fuck outta there. After looking at room after room, Ashton almost gave up hope. Tired, he went to sit on a bench and hey Shawn’s there who knew.

He looked a bit glum at best. I would say he looks like a hot mess.

Ashton softly sat next to him, looking in his direction, “hey Shawn, are you okay?” he asked, making sure that all of what he said from now on wouldn’t offend him.

Shawn rubbed his eyes, then looking back at him, “I don’t know…”

He raised an eyebrow, “you don't usually say “I don’t know” you’re acting strange bud.”

“Well you’re the one-” he stopped mid sentence, “I meant that I- I mean you- just… sorry.”

“Sorry? For what?”

Shawn stayed silent for a few seconds.