You were casually sitting in a (fave color) bean bag chair at your house, playing some mindless video games in the dark. The next thing you knew the light had been turned on. You drop your controller, hid under the bean bag chair and started hissing at the light.
The chair was lifted off you and you squinted in the light, only to see three smiley faces. The pale one, Gilbert. The tan one, Toni. And the perverted one, Francis.
You groaned, "Ugh, it's you three." and stood up.
"Chica, you really need to get out more." Antonio stated, referring to your little.... incident when they turned on the light.
You sighed, "I knowww...."
You reached for your controller and paused the game, "So, what did you guys want?"
Gilbert knelt down beside you on the floor and stated, "Ve have been zhinking zhat it was time for our little trio to be known by a name and after hours and hours of pondering and zhinking, ve finally got it!"
"And we wanted you," Francis poked the tip of your nose.
Toni finished his sentence, "To be the first to hear it."
"Ve are," Gilbert began, spinning around dreamily(kind of like Tamaki from OHHC) a few times.
Francis joined in with his hair waving dramatically, "Zhe F,"
"A," Antonio joined as well and you could have sworn you saw him sparkling a little.
And Gilbert finally finished, "G!" He slumped an arm over Toni's shoulder.
"The F.A.G?" you asked.
"Yup! Ve used zhe first letter in all of our names and put it togezher!" Gilbert explained, "Pretty awesome, right?"
"Uhm... Yeah it would be awesome.... But you're missing one little detail..." you sweatdropped.
"Hm? And what would zhat be, amour?" Francis asked, pulling a rose out of nowhere.
"F.A.G spells fag...." you simply stated.
All of them instantly paled and froze.
"F-Fag!? As in faggot!?" Francis screeched.
"Yup," you said, pulling a chalkboard out of nowhere, "See? F.A.G." you spelled it out and underlined it, "FAG."
"Th-That's what Lovino calls us!" Toni completely freaked.
"'ow can anyone call such gorgeousness a fag!?" Francis began frantically spouting mumbo-jumbo about how beautiful he was.
"You guys are the ones that came up with it, not me." you shrugged, the chalkboard now gone.
Gilbert fell to his knees, "After all zhe blood, sveat and tears zhat ve put in to zhat name! Rehearsing, rehearsing and rehearsing a little more, just to get zhe awesome dreamy look down! Vhat are ve left vith!? Anozher failure!"
You sighed, "You guys are over-reacting. No one else has heard it right? Just think of a new one."
Suddenly, Toni wrapped his arms around your waist and fell to his knees. He looked up at you with pleading eyes, "Will you help us, chica? Por favor?"
"Uh.... Oh, I don't know..." you averted your gaze to the floor.
"Please, mon amour~! Don't abandon us in our time of need! I zhought we were your friends!" Francis got on his knees as well, clasping his hands together under his chin and his blue eyes sparkling with hope.
"Ah, fine! But you owe me." you agreed and they all cheered.
Gilbert stood up, "Vell, maybe ve could just re-arrange zhe order. I CALL BEING FIRST SINCE I'M ZHE AWESOMEST!"
"Wait, wait, wait, guys. Just wait." you stopped their shenanigans.
They all looked to you and you began explaining, "Try to shoot for something less plain. A little more over the top. Just the initials of your first names is boring and bland. It might end up adding a little bit of a bad touch to your trio. I was thinking something like: Savages, or The Midnight Express, or," And you went on naming a bunch of others that you thought sounded cool.
They all looked at you skeptically.
Gilbert repeated you with a confused look, "Bad touch to our tri-" he stopped himself when he realized the perfection of what you had just said.
He excitedly picked you up in a hug and spun you around, screaming, "FRAU, YOU ARE A GENIUS!"
"Wh-What? The Midnight Express?" you asked after he put you down. You looked at your nails with a smug look, then wiped them on your shirt cockily, "Well, that one really just came off the top of my hea-."
"No, no, no! Zhat one is lame! Zhe one you said before zhat!" you corrected.
"Savages?" you asked.
"No! Before zhat!" he pointed at you randomly.
You moved his finger out of your face and said, "But I didn't say one before that."
"Sure you did! Zhe Bad Touch Trio!" he clenched his fists in excitement, "It's AWESOME!"
"Hey, that does sound pretty cool!" Toni agreed, "The Bad Touch Trio." he repeated.
"Not bland at all!" Francis nodded his head.
All you could do was face-plant the ground at their idiocy.
"Alright, men! Lets try zhis one more time!" Gilbert ordered.
"Ve are," Gilbert began and they all began spinning around dreamily again. The finally stopped and wrapped their arms around each other's neck casually, chanting in unison, "THE BAD TOUCH TRIO!!!"
And thus.... The BTT was born.