Spoiler: If you haven't finished the series you probably shouldn't read this because well...I don't want to ruin anything for you ^_^

Note: I'm not sure how far I'm going to go with this. This is mainly a Wallace x Scott story, but there are other pairings as well. Also, I didn't know how to end this chapter so...sorry about that as well :3 please enjoy. If you have any questions, or if you want to review feel free to! :D Reviews are always accepted.

Break Up

"Thank God this day is over with!" Scott exclaimed, removing his apron and hat, turning the stove off for the night. The Happy Avocado was empty, it being ten o'clock, it was time for them to close up and head home.

"I hate rush hours." Stephen grumbled, also removing his apron and hat.

"They suuuck."

"Yeah, suck." He smiled at Scott then headed for the door of the kitchen. Scott followed behind him, smiling. He enjoyed his work at The Happy Avocado. Although he knew other things he wanted to do more –like cuddle up next to Ramona in bed, or watch a movie with her, or play video games- his work was somewhat enjoyable, especially when he had Stephen Stills to talk to.

Shutting the lights down Stephen held the door open, waiting for Scott to put up the rest of the individual seats –mainly for larger guests seeing how they were too big to fit in the booth- then they headed out into the night.

It was cold outside, dark, and snowy but only in a light flurry. There was a bus stop not too far from the restaurant which was nice. Standing at the sign they waited for a bus. Footsteps crunching in the snow caught their attention, causing them to look up. A smile stretched across Stephens face, then Scott's.

Joseph was on his way home from work as well. The blank, almost angry look on his face lightening a bit when he saw Stephen and came up for a greeting.

"What's up?" Stephen questioned, walking over to him. His arms stretched out, wrapping around the other man, their lips connecting for a couple seconds before splitting.

"Not much, heading home." Joseph replied, his expression still serious. Scott just stared. He wasn't used to it. He wasn't use to seeing Stephen kiss a guy, even though he'd seen it multiple times before. Scott had known about their relationship for almost a year and a half now, and he saw them kiss at least 6 times a day, but it was still weird for him. Joseph's eyes shot over to Scott, a look of anger in them. "What are you staring at?" He questioned. His voice didn't give any hint that he was angry, but it definitely made him sound like a jerk.

"I…I don't think I'm used to…well…you two dating." Scott admitted. "I mean…watching you two kiss? It's weeeeiiiirrd." He dragged out, sounding a bit like a 7 year old in a candy store begging for a toy he wanted. Joseph's forehead crinkled as he looked at Stephen again.

"I hate your friends." He commented. Stephen nodded once, sighing.

"I know you do." He itched his head.

"No, seriously, get new ones. You have no idea how badly I want to smash my head off a brick wall whenever he starts talking."

"I know baby." He kissed Joseph again. Joseph never fought back, unlike when Stephen was with Julie. She was always such a bitch to him. He'd kiss her and she'd punch him in the chest, or push him back, or curse at him, but Joseph, although he seemed kind of like he was a male embodiment of Julie never pushed Stephen away. He never hit Stephen unless he was "playing around". He never cursed at Stephen. He cursed about Stephens friends –except Kim- but never at Stephen himself. They were a cute couple, as weird as it was to think about for Scott, but they were perfect for each other. Joseph would be there when Stephen went into one of his neurotic fits, and Stephen was there to soften the blows of Joseph's harsh criticism. "I missed you." Stephen whispered, smiling at his lover. Scott felt his upper lip twitch as he watched. Joseph smiled a little, pressing his lips to Stephens once more.

"Not in front of your stupid friends." Stephen returned the smile, his arms snaking their way around his waist, pulling him into a tight embrace.

"What if I have him close his eyes?" He leaned down, kissing his jaw a bit. Joseph tilted his head a bit, his eyes closed.

"Only if he holds his breath as well." Scott puffed his cheeks out, glaring at him. Pulling away Stephen smiled then looked at Scott.

"So Scott, how are you and Ramona doing?" His fingers snaked around Josephs, clutching them sturdily.

"Awesome! We're doing awesome! I'm awesome! She's Awesome! We have an awesome relationship!" Scott boomed, a grin stretching over his face, his eyes sparkling.

"If he says awesome one more time I'm going to hit him." Joseph grumbled, but Scott ignored it.

"In a matter of fact, I was planning on proposing to her soon." Both of the men's eyes snapped open in shock, Stephens a little wider than Joseph's.

"What?" They both exclaimed loudly.

"Scott Pilgrim? Married? I didn't think I would ever see the day." Stephen commented.

"Ramona Pilgrim sounds super stupid." Joseph chimed in but Scott ignored him.

"Yeah well, it has to happen someday, right?" He smiled.

"Did you tell Stacey yet?" Stephen questioned. Scott shook his head.

"No, she'll tell Ramona."

"How about Kim?" Stephen questioned.

"Why would she care?"

"Wallace?"

"He'll tell Stacey."

"How do you know?" Stephen interrogated.

"He's a gossipy bitch. One time I was with him in Good Will and I accidentally farted and next thing I know 3 seconds later Stacey called me and was telling me how gross I was for doing that stuff in public!" Scott threw his hands in the air, almost hollering.

"That is pretty foul." Joseph commented. Stephen shook his head.

"Fair enough I guess. He is good at Texting."

"Are we the only people you told?" Joseph questioned. Scott nodded.

"Yeah, I figured that Stephen was good enough at keeping secrets not to tell anyone else. That and he never talks to Wallace or Stacey, so I don't have to worry about getting back to Ramona." Scott replied, fishing lint and garbage out of his pockets, throwing away paper and lint along with some string he found and stuffed a paper clip, some pennies and a half a pack of gum back into his pocket.

"What about me? You're not afraid I'll tell Stacey, or even Ramona?" Joseph questioned, crossing his arms. He was attempting to make Scott jumpy. He wanted to see how Scott would act under a threat like that, but Scott just shrugged his shoulders.

"I figured you didn't care enough to actually attempt to get yourself involved in my affairs." Scott looked at Joseph.

"Well…for once you guessed right Pilgrim. You're really not important enough for me to get myself involved." He pushed by Scott, holding Stephens hand, he climbed onto the bus as it stopped and paid the driver. Heading to the back he claimed a seat and sat down. Scott followed them and took a seat next to Stephen. The bus slowly began to lurch forward, heading along the snowy path.

The bus was silent for a bit. The two gay men didn't say anything, but the looks they gave each other definitely said something as Stephen rested a hand on his boyfriends thigh, rubbing it gently. Scott shoved his hands in his pocket and stared down at his feet. He didn't ask them much, but there was something he'd always wanted to ask Wallace but was afraid of being negatively criticized for it, -or being offered to experience it for himself- and he figured that it was a serious enough question for it not to be taken out of context. Looking up Scott cleared his throat.

"Um…I have a question."

"Make it quick Pilgrim." Joseph looked at him. He had a feeling it was going to be a stupid question. It usually was.

"Does…does butt sex hurt?" It was silent for a second. Josephs arm outstretched. Pointing at the front of the bus he demanded.

"Get out." He guessed it was going to be a stupid question. And he guessed right. Scott was always so predictable. Why or why did Stephen have to have such stupid friends?