OK Quick edit - someone said they had a tough time figuring out who was speaking at each time so I'm going to for this chapter only rip off my dear Deanne, because she's a genius, and use her 'indent for Mitch - no indent for Scott' method.  I'll make it up to her somehow <3   (if i missed one i'm sure one of y'all will tell me... cuz you're such nice little angels :) )

_______________

“Heeeey, welcome to Superfruit the best show on the internet. My name is… Jjjjjack.”

        “aaanndd my name iiisssss… Rose and ...oops, I let go. Now get the hell off my raft!”

Mitch pushed him away and they both cracked up.

        “It's official, we're horrible people. We need to do that again.” Mitch laughed.

“Ok. Um…  My name iiissss Richard.”  Scott made a face as it came out.

        “anndd my name is Connie and together we created you.” He laughed and shook his head.

“We are sooo out of practice. We are really bad at this right now.”

        “We are. I forgot how hard this is. Alright… keep going.”

“My name is… ... ...Garbage.”

        Mitch laughed. “andd my name is Hole aanndd together weeee’re …”

“Grungy… alternative … bands I guess?”

        “Shout out to the 90’s.” Mitch shook his head.

“Ok last one -  just gotta focus.”

        “Good luck with that one.”

“Ok. My name is Mitch.” Scott giggled out.

        Mitch did a double take as he looked at him with a laugh. “aand my name is Scott.”

“And together we’re … BACCCKK BIT¢HES!!!”

Mitch stuck out his tongue at the camera.

        “yesssss! That was a good one.”

“That was a good one. Ok proceeeed. So it’s been awhile.”

        “Yes.it.has.”

“It’s Superfruit: upgraded edition. Partner let me upgradeee you.”  He sang and they both grinned. “We have a new couch.” They did some Vanna White motions. “We have a new set, we have a new apartment…. well,  it’s really Mitch’s apartment.”

        Mitch shot him a look. “Excuse me?”

Scott did a quick mental recap of everything he’d just said but still couldn’t figure out what in the world he’d done wrong. “What?”

        “You live here too!”

Scott’s cheeks burned. “I didn’t know if you really-”

        Mitch held up a hand. “You’ve been here for 3 months. You gave up the lease to our old apartment and you’re paying half of the rent. No, wait scratch that, you’re paying all of it because you think it’s funny to pay my bills before I see them.”

“Gotta take care of my boo.” Scott joked and pulled him over into his arms.

Mitch rolled his eyes but smiled.

“I am your sugar daddy, remember?” He whispered into his ear.

        “Yeah?" He grinned, rolling his lip beneath his teeth. "So give mama some sugar.” He turned and puckered his lips. They laughed into the kiss and minutes later Mitch ended up in his lap as things began to get a little heated. Finally the younger pulled away. “We should probably not be filming this right now.” He laughed and climbed off of his boyfriend and sat down next to him, leaning forward to make sure his hair looked ok in the camera monitor.

“Right, right. I guess we should speed this up or the others will be here before we’ve gotten anywhere.

        “Yeah yeah, continue.” They both turned to the camera putting on a smile. 

“We really missed you guys!” Scott turned on the charm.

        “We did and we really hope you missed us. We were so surprised and excited to see we have 3 million subscribers right now which is like 6 times what we had when we fell off the grid. So I think it’s safe to assume most of you are here for this guy” He motioned towards Scott who rolled his eyes but smiled brightly anyway, face coloring ever so slightly.

“Well, to our old fans and to the new fans we really wanted to try and clear up a few things before we get back into the swing of things. This video is just going to address some of the rumors we’ve been hearing and hopefully will answer some of the questions you guys have, because we know you have a lot. Then next week will be a normal Superfruit video. This one's going to get a bit serious, but we thought this would be the best way to just get it all out there once and for all.”

Mitch nodded in agreement, knowing this was going to be rough, but also knowing that it needed to be done, otherwise it would be a nightmare when PTX promo got started. If they let it all go without addressing it then every interview would be a continuous loop of the same questions about that night rather than about their music, so why not just make a video to get all of the questions answered at one time so they could move on.

“Ok. Let’s get started.” Scott rubbed his hands together.

        “Where should we start?” Mitch looked at him waiting for direction. 

“We didn’t think this through very well did we.”

        “I wrote stuff down hang on. NObody panic!” Mitch got up and hurried to his room before coming back with his notebook.

"You wrote something on actual paper?!" Scott raised an eyebrow. 

        "I'm the king of autocorrect on my phone. This is just easier." He flipped through the pages. "Judgey McJudge over here."

"zhuzhymczhuzh."

        “Well, I guess I should start at the beginning. That night, right? It's like the number one thing people are going to ask about."  

Scott just looked at him, not wanting to be the one to bring up that night or anything even remotely related.

        Mitch let out a small sigh, just giving himself a moment to mentally prepare. “Right. So, there’s this picture.”  He chewed on his lip as he looked at the picture of himself on his phone. It was a picture from the concert the night the world fell apart. You could very clearly see the discoloration barely hidden beneath foundation and the swell of his cheek was very obvious at that angle.

Scott tensed, unable to even look at it. He couldn’t even get any words out at all to contribute.

        “So let’s see. The one I always hear the most is that the two of us were in a relationship and when I broke up with him he punched me in the face. That did not happen. Scott and I were not in a relationship and he did not punch me. He also did not ever abuse me, or hit me or anything else like that. Ever.”

Scott shifted around uncomfortably.  He hated that people thought him capable of any of that. He would never lay a finger on Mitch to hurt him. Ever.

        “Next rumor is the one where Scott told us he was signing as a solo artist to a different label and I freaked and we got into a fist fight. Seriously guys, I’m not an idiot he’s like a hundred times bigger than me. And again… Scott did.not.punch.me. He's literally a giant teddy bear. Neither did Avi or Kevin or even Kirstie. No member of PTX would ever physically hurt me.”

“Ever.” Scott felt the need to reiterate.

Mitch slid his hand over the other man's leg and leaned in to give him a kiss.

“What was that for?”

        “Cause I can and you’re realllllyyy pretttyy”

Scott rolled his eyes but a tiny smile crept up his lips and Mitch knew he’d accomplished what he’d set out to.

        “Alright, so I think instead of just going through all of these one by one I should just explain what really happened since the rumors are quite large in number. So here’s the real story. I did get punched in the face and let me tell you it was not a fun experience. Was it from any of the PTX family, no. Was it from a fan? No. Was it from someone I really thought was a friend? Absolutely. Was it the cause of PTX splitting up? I guess partially. Mostly it was a lot of different things. I’m not going to say a lot more on the matter, so please don’t ask me who it was or any further details. I’m not one to smear anyone’s name all over the place. That is not mommy’s style. So there it is.”

They were both quiet as they let that sink in. He looked over at Scott, waiting for him to address his portion of the rumors, but it took a few minutes of silence before he was ready.

“Moving on to the next batch of rumors. No, I didn’t leave PTX because Mitch and I weren’t getting along. If you know me, Mitch is literally like my other half. So that’s a big N.O. We grew apart for awhile, but obviously that didn’t last.”

Mitch tried to reign it in but a huge smile crept up his face as he stared at his knees.

”I also didn’t leave PTX because I thought I was better or bigger than PTX. That’s just - no. There were a lot of factors in the decision, but PTX didn’t split up because I decided to go solo, I decided to go solo because PTX split up.“

        Mitch nodded and clapped his hands together . “Ok, on to the next one…  like Jay-Z.  So we've seen ourselves a lot on TMZ and in magazines and gossip blogs and such. So I'll just jump right in. Scott does not have a Manhattan apartment and no we are not engaged.” He kind of laughed at the thought.

“But wouldn’t he make a beautiful bride.” Scott joked and pulled him close.

        “Of course I would.” Mitch smirked.

“Oh my God you have the biggest hickey on your neck right now.” His eyes widened as he covered his mouth.

        Mitch jerked away from him, mouth dropping open and hand shooting up to cover the area Scott was looking at.  “What!? I checkedddd before we started” He jumped up and hurried into the bathroom to look. “Noooooooo.” He whined out. “Seriously, I can’t with you right now. What are you a Hoover?”

Scott fell over onto his side on the couch as he laughed. "Just call me Dyson."

        “You are so done! Next time I’m leaving a fu¢king map of the Galápagos on you!”

Scott grinned at the camera. “He likes it.”  

Mitch glared at him as he came back, hickey now covered up. Scott pouted. “Why’d you cover it? I liked it.”

        “Now we have to start over and film the whole thing again.”

“Oh no we’re not.”

        “Well I kind of think they’ll notice the disappearing hickey act. I can imagine the gifs now.”

“It’ll be really fun to splice this video together and have it appear and disappear.”

        Mitch rolled his eyes and plopped himself back on the couch. “Whatever, I don’t even care.  And continueeeee”

“Wait are we going to tell them about us?” Scott looked at him.

        “We still haven’t told the others yet. Well, except Avi who is way too observant for his own good.”

“Well, maybe it would be ok to tell them now.”

        Mitch watched him. “If you’re ok with that then I am 100% on board. I don’t think explaining the hideous monstrosity on my neck will go too well otherwise and who knows how long this makeup will hold out.”

Scott burst into giggles again. “I think it’s beautiful. It's like a declaration of my love”

        He rolled his eyes.  “Alright we really need to keep filming. Editing this is going to be a nightmare.”

“I’m making you help this time.”

        “I -” He cut off at the knock on his door.

Mitch hopped up and ran over to the door and smiled as the others filtered in.

Things were 100% better between everyone. Even Esther had finally started to come around. There were a lot of changes that would need to be made as they now had a different label and the rules were a little different, but they were still very, very excited.

Thankfully Scott remembered to turn the camera off while they all mingled and got situated. They wasted about 30 minutes just chatting and catching up as if they hadn’t all been together just 3 days before. Finally they decided to finish filming the last bit of Superfruit so they wouldn’t have to set everything back up when they were done with work stuff.

Scott and Mitch got back in their places and Kirstie turned the camera back on as she and the others stood out of frame.

        “And last but certainly not least, rumor #10,384 -  Is Pentatonix getting back together?” Mitch started and they both looked at each other with their palms laid out, shrugging their shoulders. “So, for those of you who don’t know, Scott and I used to be part of a group called Pentatonix, AKA PTX. If you didn’t know that before now then you’ve probably been really confused this entire video.” Mitch laughed out. This whole thing was cheesy, but he loved it.

“Right, and as it turns out we have a really big announcement to make. So without further ado... ” They both began to create a drumbeat on their legs.

They both froze for a moment to give them an editing point.

“Alright everybody in!”

Everyone shifted around as they got into their usual formation.

“Ow, elbows!” Avi laughed as Kirstie climbed behind him on her way to her spot.

“Sorry, not sorry!” She laughed as she finally settled on the back of the couch.

They laughed as they went through what they were going to say.

“Annndddd go!” Scott directed.

They all made excited faces.

“PTX is back, baby!” Kevin yelled out excitedly.

“Woohoo!” Kirstie did a little dance on her seat.

Mitch’s grin was huge as he looked around at everyone. He could not have been happier.

“Hi you guys!!! We missed you” Kirstie blew kisses at the camera. Kevin and Avi waved as well.

“We are so excited to be back and even more excited to show you guys what we’ve been working so hard on for these past few months. It’s definitely going to be different but also a really big step up for us and we really hope you guys will like it.”  Avi turned on the charm.

“I think we grew a lot in the time we spent apart. I think we’ve all had some experiences that really contribute to the new direction we’re going and it’s going to be so, so good. I can’t even express to you guys how aammaazzzinngg everything sounds so far. We’ve really raised the bar for ourselves this time.” Kevin added in.

“We will also be posting an announcement on PTXOfficial soon, so don’t worry. We don’t have any specifics for release dates or anything yet, but we absolutely will let you all know as soon as we do.” Scott looked at Mitch. “Should we sing something?”

        “Absolutely.” He grinned back.

They all seemed to be so pumped and excited. Not one of them could stop smiling or even keep still. They’d already worked on arranging one of Scott’s solo singles to try and connect with the fans he’d made on his own, just to try and bridge everything. They hoped it worked out the way they wanted it to.

They sang through the song and then sang it over one more time just to see which sounded better and then wrapped it all up.

“Bye you g-” Kirstie cut off as Wyatt came out of nowhere and hopped up onto her shoulders, effectively scaring the breath from her. “Oh my little baby Jesus, Wyatt Blue!”

Scott died laughing and pulled the cat from her shoulders “Thank goodness he didn’t do that during the song.” He scratched Wyatt's chin as he now sat in his lap purring. 

“Ugh… one more time.  Bye you guys!!” she waved and everyone else followed suit. “Can’t wait to see you all soon!!!”

        “Aaandd scene” Mitch signaled the end and they all got up with a few giggles.

Mitch began to take down the tripod and the camera while Scott put away the lights. The brunette turned to take the tripod to the closet but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

“Miiitttch, is that a hickey?” Kirstie moved in closer.

        “You know mommy doesn’t kiss and tell.” He shot back with extra sass.

“Well your neck certainly has no problem telling.” She smirked. “Please tell me it’s pretty Irish man.”

        Mitch looked away and headed to the closet, putting all of the remaining equipment away. “He’s Scottish and no it’s not.”

Scott picked that moment to reappear. “David’s not what?”

“Sucking on Mitch’s neck like it’s a lollipop. Someone was obviously very into it” Kirstie laughed and Scott had to look away to hide his blush.

        “Here I'll be nice and give you a hint. He’s tall, gorgeous, successful, gorgeous, muscley and fit, gorgeous, super talented… did I mention gorgeous?!” Mitch stood right next to Scott, pretty much as close as he could get w/o wrapping his arm around him.

Scott grinned at his boyfriend.

“Way to be dating Ian Somerhalder! Do I know him? Have I met him?”

        “Prrrrrretty sure you’ve met.”

Avi cracked up a bit as he walked through on his way into the kitchen.

“Wait is it Chris?”

        “Nope.”

“That Micah guy you met in San Francisco?”

        Mitch smirked. “Nope, but he was definitely enthusiastic.”

Scott elbowed him a bit. 

Mitch pouted and rubbed his side. 

“Ok, wait is it Ryan!?”

        “Parma!? Are you kidding me right now?!”

“It was me, alright! It was me.” Scott had tired of the millions of people Kirstie thought Mitch belonged with. Mitch was his. He wanted to make sure she knew it.

“What was you?” Kirstie really was a bit oblivious at the moment.

“Eating his neck. It was me.”

She kind of froze for a second. “Why were you doing that?”

        Mitch took that moment to slide his arm around the blonde. “Because he can.” He kind of laughed and shook his head.

“Wait. You’re not. You’re… Is this … so… Scomiche is real?”

Kevin walked over holding a jar of cashews, popping them into his mouth one by one. “Say what?”

Mitch opened his mouth to give a smart ass comment, but Scott cut it off by meeting their lips in a less than chaste kiss.

“Oh my god I could fangirl to death right now! Are you trying to kill me?! When!?!?! Tell me everytttthinggg!!”

Kevin was quiet but didn’t seem to be particularly bothered by it. He just kind of accepted it as another quirk his bandmates had. They were already insanely close so it’s not like it would change all that much. If Mitch was happy then who was he to judge.

Mitch laughed and slid his other arm around Scott, hugging him close from the side. 

“It’s been awhile, but we wanted to just have it for ourselves for a bit.” Scott blushed a bit and kissed the top of Mitch’s head, mostly out of reflex.

“Wait, were you two together in New York?” Kirstie raised an eyebrow.

        “No, but it was really soon after.” Mitch smiled. “Like really soon.”

“Details. I want full on details!!” Kirstie grabbed Mitch’s arm, forcing him to let go of Scott, and pulled the laughing man over to the couch.

“Just, wait a little bit to tell Esther.” Avi said quietly to Scott as he moved to stand next to Kevin and stole a cashew. “I brought it up as a hypothetical and the rant lasted through an episode and a half of The Big Bang Theory.”

Scott made a face.

“She’ll get over it, just … give her time.”

He nodded, but it still nagged at the back of his mind. He knew it was just a matter of time before it all blew over, but he just didn’t want to find a way to screw this up. Things with Mitch were too good to ruin.

“So are we going to work or are we going to gossip all day.”

“Oh, c’mon Kev, you can’t tell me you aren’t at least a little bit curious.” Kirstie tossed in.

        “The story of us is actually a lot like a really bad fanfic. A really, really LOOOOONNGGGG one.” Mitch smirked. “Definitely will call for a girls night soon. I promise I’ll give you all of the crazy... dirty details.”

“Oh my G- you are not.” Scott probably blushed down to his toes and the room erupted in giggles and laughter.

Well, at least they were laughing at him and not trying to murder him. Progress is progress.

“Alright, now that I’ve lost my appetite, let’s get down to business.” Avi laughed out.

“Buzzkill.” Kirstie laughed as they all spread out and got comfy.