** MR. BIGGLES WITH HIS NEW EYES **

I WOULD LIKE TO THANK alwaysplatonic FOR THE AWESOME JOB ON MR. BIGGLES' EYES!!

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"Tim? What do you think you're doing?" Chris asks with his arms crossed across his chest. "Where are your glasses?"

"I'm reading." Tim answers innocently looking up from his book. "And I don't know."

"Are you freaking kidding me? You've already lost another pair?" Chris asks with an irritated voice tone.

"I didn't lose them." Tim says quietly as he marks his place in the book and closes it.

"Well then, where are they?" Chris asks, places his hands on his hips.

"I don't know, Chris." Tim answers, looking up at his boyfriend.

"So, you lost them." Chris states.

"No. I did not." Tim says, shaking his head. "I left them on the nightstand with my book and now they're gone."

"Who would be stealing your glasses, Tim?" Chris asks.

"I don't know, Chris." Tim says getting a little irritated with all the questioning.

"What do you know." Chris mumbles as he starts to the bedroom to look for the glasses. 

Even though Chris had mumbled, Tim heard him.

Tim slams the book down on the end table and turns his chair to face Chris.

"I know that I am not a 10-year-old. So stop treating me like one!!"  Tim says, raising his voice.

"Guys? Please don't fight." Adam pleas as he leans into Avi.

Chris sighs and hangs his head trying to calm his anger.

"Honey, I know that you're not a child. But this is the third or fourth pair that you've lost." Chris says looking down at Tim's anger brown eyes.

"Christopher. Listen to what I am saying. I. did. not. lose. my. glasses." Tim says. "After you went to sleep last night, I decided to read some because I wasn't sleepy. I read a few chapters and then laid the book on the nightstand and put my glasses on top of it. When I went to get my book, the glasses weren't there."

"Well, maybe they got knocked off the table." Chris sighs as he starts to the bedroom.

Tim shakes his head and follows him into their bedroom.

"Awwww, are the love birds fighting." Austin smirks as he walks into the room. "I knew Mr. Perfect was gonna get in trouble."

"Don't start, Austin." Adam says shaking his head.

"I'm going to go get us something to drink, alright?" Avi smiles at Adam and pats him on the leg as he gets up from the couch. "You want anything, Austin?"

"No, Thank-you." Austin smiles as Avi walks by him. He watches Avi as he leaves the room then turns and smiles down at Adam.

"Look, Adam." Austin says as he pulls Mr. Biggles out from behind his back. 

Adam looks around, his eyes widen as he is staring into the face of Mr. Biggles with his new eyes.

"How do you like them?" Austin smirks.

In Adam's mind, the toy's eyes start to wink at him and it's mouth slowly opens showing it's horrific teeth.

Adam screams and covers his eyes.

"NO!! NO!! NO!!" He screams shaking his head, falling over on the couch pulling his knees up to his chest, in a fetal position.

Austin quickly hides Mr. Biggles as Avi comes running from the kitchen and Chris and Tim from their bedroom.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Avi asks pulling Adam into his arms.

Adam was shaking his head and his whole body was jerking as if he were having a seizure.

"Adam!" Chris says falling on his knees by the couch. "Bro, what's going on?"

"I only left for a minute to get us something to drink." Avi explains. "Austin, what happened?"

"I don't know. He just started freaking out." Austin says innocently.

Austin felt eyes boring a hole through him. He looks around to see Tim staring at him.

"What, Tim?" Austin asks.

"You sure you didn't have something to do with it?" Tim asks.

"No, I didn't. Why would I?" Austin asks.

"GUYS!! NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR YOU TWO TO BE BICKERING!!" Chris shouts.

Tim turns his attention back to Adam.

"Let's go lay him down in mine and Tim's bed and see if we can get him to calm down." Chris says, looking up at Avi.

Avi nods as he and Chris pick Adam up and head to the bedroom.

Tim turns his chair and watches as they disappear into the room.

"Oh, Timothy." Austin sings as he walks up to the wheelchair with Mr. Biggles in his hand.

Tim looks around, his eyes meeting the green and brown eyes of the stuffed toy.

Instead of the panic and anxiety, that he normally feels, anger rushes through him.

Tim snatches the bear out of Austin's hand.

"Give me Mr. Biggles, you *sshole." Austin says as he grabs for the toy.

Tim reaches with his other hand and grabs Austin by the shirt. He begins to hit Austin as hard as he could with the stuffed toy.

"YOU SORRY LITTLE SON OF A B*TCH!! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!" Tim yells as he hits Austin.

Austin covers his head as he screams, he couldn't get away because of Tim holding onto his shirt.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Adam had begun to calm down. Avi was holding him in his arms as he whispers calming words to him.

Suddenly they hear Tim's voice yelling from the living room.

"Now what?" Chris asks, rolling his eyes.

Out of desperation, Austin reaches up and grabs a hand full of Tim's hair and pulls it as hard as he can.

He pulls with such force that he almost pulls Tim out of his chair.

Tim drops Mr. Biggles and grabs for the arm of his chair. He grabs Austin's arm with his other hand, trying to keep from being pulled to the floor.

Leaving him open for a punch from Austin.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" Chance yells as he and Rob walk into the front door.

"AUSTIN!! TIM!!" Rob shouts.

"GUYS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!!" Chris shouts as he runs out of the bedroom. Followed by Avi who was supporting a slightly weak Adam.

"HOLY MOLY!" Avi says loudly.

"OH SH*T!" Adam says with widened eyes.

They all run to the two men who were throwing punches in the living room.

Both men were so mad that tears were streaming down their faces.

Chance grabs Austin around the waist as Rob tries to loosen his grip on Tim's hair. Chris grabs Tim by the wrists to keep him from throwing any more punches.

Austin takes that opportunity to throw one last punch hitting Tim in the eye.

"BACK OFF, AUSTIN!!" Chris shouts as he shoves Austin back.

Austin reaches down and picks up his stuffed toy, noticing a small rip near the arm.

"HE HURT MR. BIGGLES!!" He yells.

"IF I EVER SEE THAT D*MN BEAR AGAIN, I"M GONNA RIP HIS F*CKING HEAD OFF AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR *SS!!! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, AUSTIN BROWN!!!" Tim screams with rage.

"TIMOTHY REGAN!" Chris shouts as he turns Tim's chair around to face him. "STOP!! AND I MEAN RIGHT NOW!!"

Avi stood in shock, watching the chaos, with his arm around Adam

Adam had a hand over his mouth, his eyes wide and full of tears.

"IT'S HIS FAULT, CHRIS!" Tim yells as he points at Austin. Tim's eye was already beginning to swell and turn black. "HIM AND THAT F*CKING BEAR!!"

Chris grabs Tim by his face. "DON'T YELL AT ME AND CALM YOUR *SS DOWN, YOU HEAR ME!?"

Tim brushes back his hair and looks up at Chris with tears in his eyes. "It's all his fault. Why can't y'all see that." He says in a weak voice as tears begin to roll down his cheeks.

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