MCR fan fiction pt. 2

One Year with My Chemical Romance

2: wake up sleeping beauty

That morning Frank Iero, the guitarist of My Chemical Romance, woke up in the most terrible way he could imagine. He was sweetly sleeping under the sheets, dreaming about how he had a snowball fight in Sears and out of sudden he was in a white room with a voice whispering his name. “Oh, Frankie,” it gently whispered over and over again. “Wake up sleeping beauty,” it continued and it sounded clearer now. Slowly Frank opened his eyes and BANG (no it wasn’t a bus) he looked right inside two big nut-brown eyes, and he started screaming. And it was not those screams screams but those BIG screams like ‘AAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGG’ + added some high school girl hysterical screams. Frank jumped out of bed and his attacker was right after him. “Please don’t kill me!” he stuttered while hiding his face under the sheets. “Take all my money but don’t kill me or hurt me! When people hits med I get really feeble like a mink vase and I easily get bruises… so please stay away from the face!” Frank heard a low giggling. “Did you get that on tape Bob?” a girl voice said. “Yeah I think I got it all!” Bob said and laughs of Frank who finally had taken the sheets away from his face. “What the hell is going on here!?” Gerard said breathless, because he had run up of all the stairs just to save who ever were screaming. Frank new Gee had read to many comic books about heroes. “She tried to kill me!” Frank said and pointed at Amie. “That girl you’re pointing at is your new assistant. So stop all that bulls**t and shake her hand and let us all go down having breakfast! Brian and the others are already there,” Gerard said and started talking to Bob about the new video. Frank knew that video is gonna end up on Youtube but right now he didn’t wanted to be alone with his new assistant.  “Uh, by the way Frank! My name is Amie and I’m sorry that I scared you! I made you some brownies!” she said and handed him a bucket of home made brownies. “Thanks,” Frank said but Amie was already gone.
   Ten minutes later Frank joined them around a table with a plate in his hand filled with pancakes. “Good morning,” they all said with a smile on their lips. “Don’t worry we won’t kill you,” Line said, “I might do ‘cause I’m a vampire and that’s a part of the job,” Line continued and smiled.  “Who is she?” Frank whispered to Mikey. “Uh, that is just Line. She is our new make-up artist and is also gonna play Helena. And this is Cille. It’s spelled C-I-L-L-E and don’t say it wrong or you might get a new nickname like Ray did or should I say Luigi,” Mikey said and made room for Frank between him and Cille. “Who is that girl over with Gerard?” Frank asked and took a big mouthful of a pancake. “That’s Pogo… She is our new guitar tech, and she do also play guitar herself and is one of the greatest guitarist I have seen!” Mikey explained and pointed at Pogo.
   After breakfast they all decided to look around at the festival and check out some venues and stages. It had rained really badly but this morning the sun manage to break through the clouds and lighting up the Danish summer weather. Frank had taken his green wellies on because there was mud everywhere. Amie was running a little bit in front of everyone pointing at trees and laughing of people with funny hats. And a few meters behind them Gerard, Pogo and Mikey were talking about New Jersey. Of course Bob had his video camera with him filming Amie’s funny faces and all the weird festival people. “Come on Line smile to the BobCam!” Bob said and zoomed at Lines face. “I don’t smile… It’s a part of the pact I made with the devil when I was 13,” Line said and looked mad at the BobCam. “It doesn’t matter Bob! She is a vampire! You can’t film a vampire! But you can film me! I’m a pirate! Aye, Aye!” Cille said and began dancing with Amie. “Look!” Amie yelled and pointed at a tent. “They are selling cookies!” “Yes they do Amie, but the ‘Cookies’ are filled with drugs and you are already high enough from the soda you drank an hour ago,” Line said and gave the BobCam a killer look.
   They all walked over to the biggest venue called Orange Stage. It was on that venue My Chemical Romance should open the big festival. “Wow! It’s big!” Ray said and a cold summer breeze blew through his fro.  “Yeah it is big,” Pogo said. “Now promise me not to kill anyone just like Pearl Jam did in 2000 and let us all hope that the Roskilde Curse doesn’t hit you. That would be a shame…” “What curse?” Frank asked Pogo.