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Sep. 2nd, 2008 05:18 amchapter 39
(Gerard's POV)
Mikey had another seizure and didn't wake up till late evening the next day. He is still very tired but won't go back to sleep, he say's that he doesn't like being stuffed up in his bunk all day but i know hes lying. Every time he even blinks his eyes shoot open again terrified before he relaxes and he all ways stays awake till some one else is in the bunk room with him. It's obvious that what he is seeing is Bob and that when he is dreaming it seems real and he may not live in his head but he needs to go to sleep. I may have to hold another band meeting with all of us inluding Bob and Green day. This can't go on, it's not just Mikey its the secrets and lie's friends should be open with each other thats what they allways told me and i kept to it even when i didn't want to. Doing this i realised talking about my problems really does help even just writing them down. Oh thats an idea i can get everyone a diary and we can all write an entry a day and at the end of the week we can share them and disscuss whats happening inside our own minds.
(Tre's POV)
Gerard is looking mightily pleased with himself i wonder why. Maybe he has thought up a really good recipie for cookies,yummie i like cookies, "Gerard can we make cookies" i blurted out. "Tre why do you want to make cookies for" Billie Joe asked "because Gee has a cookie face on". They already know im mental so the look they gave me is nothing i didn't expect "Tre what exactly do you meen by i have a cookie face on what are you insinuating" Gerard asked trying to look big and scary. "You look like you know a good cookie so me wanty to makey some cookiey oky dookey" i replied before jumping up and running into the kitchen.
This is when i learnt it's not a good idea to run in socks on tiled floor. I skidded across the floor and slammed into the wall, falling backwards bringing sevral pots and pans down with me all of which landed on my southern regions. "See thats what happens if you act like a baby" Mike laughed when he saw me lying there. "Owwy baby got a booboo" i mock cried causing more hysterical laughing from the others, even a smile ghosted across Mikeys face. Gerard and Mike lifted me to my feet and helped me stand straight without slipping again "can we all make cookies now and then go take them to Bobby please i'll be a good baby if we do and if we don't i'll scream and scream and scream untill im sick" i joked adding in a slight lisp to the last few words. "Go on then kiddo who else want's to make cookies and keep the resident monkey happy" Mike asked turning to the others "MEEEEEE I DO I DO I DO" both Way's screamed in unison. Ray didn't look to interested but seeing the eager look on Mikey's face got up and helped him over to join us. "So which is it, keep the monkey happy or bake cookies" Ray asked poking me in the stomach gently "BOTH cause then we can feed the monkey" Mikey giggled "hey im not a performing monkey ya know" i complained but that just started them of laughing again.
(Mikey's POV)
COOKIES, COOKIES, COOKIESCOOKIESCOOKIES, LOT'S OF COOKIES. Were making cookies yummy and then we get to go see Bobby. But first COOKIECOOKIECOOKIES NOW NOW NOW.
Damm i love cookies. I remember when me and Gerard used to make them with our grandma at weekends and more of the ingredients would end up on us then in the bowl, but it was fun so nothing mattered. I've never been much good at baking anyway thats why you got to have a laugh. I'm not normally even allowed near kitchen appliences, espcially not toasters because of the last time it happened it involved a fork me and a live current of electricity. Gerard found it so funny when i walked into the living area with my hair all charred and the fall melted. There was also the time i but the electric heater in the bath with me to warm up the water, thats when i learnt that water conducts electricity,straight to my bloody balls.
Any way back to COOKIES. "Gerard can we put icing on them and springles and jellies and choclate and" Frank interupted me "and SKITTLES". There was know way Gerard was going to get out of making them now so he and Mike held up there hands in surrender "okay fine but don't make to much mess and if any of it turns into a food fight....... I will eat all the cookies myself". NOOO not my precious cookies "we'll be good Gerard we promise" i told him because no one messes with Mikey Ways cookies.
(Mike's POV)
I am living with the insane. I swear the only sanity left on this bus is me, Gerard and Ray the others are just insane. Oh well if you can't beat them join them "okay how do we make cookies then" i asked. They looked at me as if i was completly stupid "with ingredient's dumbass" Tre replied. And he thought i was stupid "what sort of ingredients goofball" i countered "SUGARY ONES" Frank screamed. Oh christ i forgot how hyper Frank gets "oh hell no not to much sugar we're going to see Bob after and he won't want a bunch of hyperactive baby's running about the place". I feel like i actually am there father and by the looks of it so does Gerard, Ray on the other hand doesn't appear to be in the same world as us right now. I nudged his shoulder and he jumped back to life "go take a lie down we'll wake you when this slapstick routine is complete" i told him hoping that a little nap would cheer the poor sod up a bit. "Nah it's okay best be here incase they decided to eat each other when they pour the mixture down them selves" he explained, perhaps it was best if he stayed here then.
*1 hour later(meaning the cookies are baked)*
(Ray's POV)
I was right after all they did start a food fight. And im telling you one thing i am NOT clearing that up, although Frank will probablly try to lick it up in a minute seeing as he as allready licked Mikey and Tre and is now proceeding to chase Mike and Gerard around.
They decorated the cookies to look like themselves as the black parade and Billie made some of them in black and red as allways.
There were a few left over that went wrong that are being shared out between us before we leave. "Ray Mikey stole my cookie i want it back"Gerard screamed in my ear actually crying even though its just a cookie. "Ray Mikey ate my cookie tell him to give it back" i am going to scream if they don't act there age "Mikey don't steal cookies you are not the cookie monster" "yes i am" he argued. "also Gerard he can't give it back if he's already eaten it unless you want him to sick it back up again" Gerard made a move to speak. "Don't even think about it Gerard just eat mine okay and behave and oh my god TRE DON'T USE FRANK AS A BALANCE BEAM" im living in a mad house or should that be crazy bus. "Guys i'm going to bed don't make me come back and kill you all for waking me up" i barked before walking out joined by a chorus of "ooooooooooo some ones getting stresssy". i turned gave them the finger before slamming the door shut behind me.
sorry for crappyness guys but its now 5:30am and i have been writing since 3 summin or other more later hopefully maybe possibly if i get comments
(Gerard's POV)
Mikey had another seizure and didn't wake up till late evening the next day. He is still very tired but won't go back to sleep, he say's that he doesn't like being stuffed up in his bunk all day but i know hes lying. Every time he even blinks his eyes shoot open again terrified before he relaxes and he all ways stays awake till some one else is in the bunk room with him. It's obvious that what he is seeing is Bob and that when he is dreaming it seems real and he may not live in his head but he needs to go to sleep. I may have to hold another band meeting with all of us inluding Bob and Green day. This can't go on, it's not just Mikey its the secrets and lie's friends should be open with each other thats what they allways told me and i kept to it even when i didn't want to. Doing this i realised talking about my problems really does help even just writing them down. Oh thats an idea i can get everyone a diary and we can all write an entry a day and at the end of the week we can share them and disscuss whats happening inside our own minds.
(Tre's POV)
Gerard is looking mightily pleased with himself i wonder why. Maybe he has thought up a really good recipie for cookies,yummie i like cookies, "Gerard can we make cookies" i blurted out. "Tre why do you want to make cookies for" Billie Joe asked "because Gee has a cookie face on". They already know im mental so the look they gave me is nothing i didn't expect "Tre what exactly do you meen by i have a cookie face on what are you insinuating" Gerard asked trying to look big and scary. "You look like you know a good cookie so me wanty to makey some cookiey oky dookey" i replied before jumping up and running into the kitchen.
This is when i learnt it's not a good idea to run in socks on tiled floor. I skidded across the floor and slammed into the wall, falling backwards bringing sevral pots and pans down with me all of which landed on my southern regions. "See thats what happens if you act like a baby" Mike laughed when he saw me lying there. "Owwy baby got a booboo" i mock cried causing more hysterical laughing from the others, even a smile ghosted across Mikeys face. Gerard and Mike lifted me to my feet and helped me stand straight without slipping again "can we all make cookies now and then go take them to Bobby please i'll be a good baby if we do and if we don't i'll scream and scream and scream untill im sick" i joked adding in a slight lisp to the last few words. "Go on then kiddo who else want's to make cookies and keep the resident monkey happy" Mike asked turning to the others "MEEEEEE I DO I DO I DO" both Way's screamed in unison. Ray didn't look to interested but seeing the eager look on Mikey's face got up and helped him over to join us. "So which is it, keep the monkey happy or bake cookies" Ray asked poking me in the stomach gently "BOTH cause then we can feed the monkey" Mikey giggled "hey im not a performing monkey ya know" i complained but that just started them of laughing again.
(Mikey's POV)
COOKIES, COOKIES, COOKIESCOOKIESCOOKIES, LOT'S OF COOKIES. Were making cookies yummy and then we get to go see Bobby. But first COOKIECOOKIECOOKIES NOW NOW NOW.
Damm i love cookies. I remember when me and Gerard used to make them with our grandma at weekends and more of the ingredients would end up on us then in the bowl, but it was fun so nothing mattered. I've never been much good at baking anyway thats why you got to have a laugh. I'm not normally even allowed near kitchen appliences, espcially not toasters because of the last time it happened it involved a fork me and a live current of electricity. Gerard found it so funny when i walked into the living area with my hair all charred and the fall melted. There was also the time i but the electric heater in the bath with me to warm up the water, thats when i learnt that water conducts electricity,straight to my bloody balls.
Any way back to COOKIES. "Gerard can we put icing on them and springles and jellies and choclate and" Frank interupted me "and SKITTLES". There was know way Gerard was going to get out of making them now so he and Mike held up there hands in surrender "okay fine but don't make to much mess and if any of it turns into a food fight....... I will eat all the cookies myself". NOOO not my precious cookies "we'll be good Gerard we promise" i told him because no one messes with Mikey Ways cookies.
(Mike's POV)
I am living with the insane. I swear the only sanity left on this bus is me, Gerard and Ray the others are just insane. Oh well if you can't beat them join them "okay how do we make cookies then" i asked. They looked at me as if i was completly stupid "with ingredient's dumbass" Tre replied. And he thought i was stupid "what sort of ingredients goofball" i countered "SUGARY ONES" Frank screamed. Oh christ i forgot how hyper Frank gets "oh hell no not to much sugar we're going to see Bob after and he won't want a bunch of hyperactive baby's running about the place". I feel like i actually am there father and by the looks of it so does Gerard, Ray on the other hand doesn't appear to be in the same world as us right now. I nudged his shoulder and he jumped back to life "go take a lie down we'll wake you when this slapstick routine is complete" i told him hoping that a little nap would cheer the poor sod up a bit. "Nah it's okay best be here incase they decided to eat each other when they pour the mixture down them selves" he explained, perhaps it was best if he stayed here then.
*1 hour later(meaning the cookies are baked)*
(Ray's POV)
I was right after all they did start a food fight. And im telling you one thing i am NOT clearing that up, although Frank will probablly try to lick it up in a minute seeing as he as allready licked Mikey and Tre and is now proceeding to chase Mike and Gerard around.
They decorated the cookies to look like themselves as the black parade and Billie made some of them in black and red as allways.
There were a few left over that went wrong that are being shared out between us before we leave. "Ray Mikey stole my cookie i want it back"Gerard screamed in my ear actually crying even though its just a cookie. "Ray Mikey ate my cookie tell him to give it back" i am going to scream if they don't act there age "Mikey don't steal cookies you are not the cookie monster" "yes i am" he argued. "also Gerard he can't give it back if he's already eaten it unless you want him to sick it back up again" Gerard made a move to speak. "Don't even think about it Gerard just eat mine okay and behave and oh my god TRE DON'T USE FRANK AS A BALANCE BEAM" im living in a mad house or should that be crazy bus. "Guys i'm going to bed don't make me come back and kill you all for waking me up" i barked before walking out joined by a chorus of "ooooooooooo some ones getting stresssy". i turned gave them the finger before slamming the door shut behind me.
sorry for crappyness guys but its now 5:30am and i have been writing since 3 summin or other more later hopefully maybe possibly if i get comments