Something That Has To Do With Everything *Shifts Eyes*, chapter 2
~*The next day*~
It was a pretty normal day at the M. J manor. Tre got stuck up a tree... Twice. Billie painted and polished his nails to "perfection" as he called it. Abby and Jade went to wonderland and bought a balloon! Mike.. Well they really didn't know what he was doing all alone in his closet. But sometimes they really didn't want to know.
~Mike's POV. ~
I feel so cold. Isolated in my little cave. I hear my name... I looked up at the light shining in through the now opened door. When my eyes adjusted to the brightness the door opener was revealed! Hah! It t'was Billie Joe Armstrong! Blast him to hell! *bares teeth*
~Billie's POV. ~
I was scared shitless. How could they send ME! Me of all people to get Mike from the closet? I opened the door slightly. He just sat there. He squinted for about 10 minutes at me... Obviously he was in there for awhile... Then ahhh! He hissed at me!
"What do you want you spinless fool!?!" he yelled.
"Feeling a bit dark today Mike?"
"Actually I am, do you think it suits me?"
"Well I would go more towards the silent but deadly dark instead."
"Ughhh, yeah I guess"
I sighed in releif.. Well that went better then I had expected. "Hey Mike we are going to play a game of crazy eights want to join?"
"I dare not show my face to the light more then I must!" he paused for a moment "Why are you playing crazy eights?"
... I had no answer to that. So I left him in his closet to do... What ever the hell he does in there.
~*Down stairs an hour later*~
~no ones POV~
They where all wasted. It is incredible that they could actually still talk and be understood a bit. Well except 50 Cent... But no one can understand him anyways so it doesn't matter.
Everyone was there to play crazy eights... Tre, actually he was the one who sugested it, Billie, Abby. Jade, Snoop Dogg, Ludacris, Lloyd Banks, 50 Cent, Alanis Morissette, and Bono (yeahh bono woohoo! )
By the end of the night they where tired, worn out, and drunk beyond natural drunkeness (if that's a word).
They headed to there rooms and instantly feel asleep.. Except Tre and Bono.. Bono was doing whatever bono does.. And Tre never sleeps.
It was a pretty normal day at the M. J manor. Tre got stuck up a tree... Twice. Billie painted and polished his nails to "perfection" as he called it. Abby and Jade went to wonderland and bought a balloon! Mike.. Well they really didn't know what he was doing all alone in his closet. But sometimes they really didn't want to know.
~Mike's POV. ~
I feel so cold. Isolated in my little cave. I hear my name... I looked up at the light shining in through the now opened door. When my eyes adjusted to the brightness the door opener was revealed! Hah! It t'was Billie Joe Armstrong! Blast him to hell! *bares teeth*
~Billie's POV. ~
I was scared shitless. How could they send ME! Me of all people to get Mike from the closet? I opened the door slightly. He just sat there. He squinted for about 10 minutes at me... Obviously he was in there for awhile... Then ahhh! He hissed at me!
"What do you want you spinless fool!?!" he yelled.
"Feeling a bit dark today Mike?"
"Actually I am, do you think it suits me?"
"Well I would go more towards the silent but deadly dark instead."
"Ughhh, yeah I guess"
I sighed in releif.. Well that went better then I had expected. "Hey Mike we are going to play a game of crazy eights want to join?"
"I dare not show my face to the light more then I must!" he paused for a moment "Why are you playing crazy eights?"
... I had no answer to that. So I left him in his closet to do... What ever the hell he does in there.
~*Down stairs an hour later*~
~no ones POV~
They where all wasted. It is incredible that they could actually still talk and be understood a bit. Well except 50 Cent... But no one can understand him anyways so it doesn't matter.
Everyone was there to play crazy eights... Tre, actually he was the one who sugested it, Billie, Abby. Jade, Snoop Dogg, Ludacris, Lloyd Banks, 50 Cent, Alanis Morissette, and Bono (yeahh bono woohoo! )
By the end of the night they where tired, worn out, and drunk beyond natural drunkeness (if that's a word).
They headed to there rooms and instantly feel asleep.. Except Tre and Bono.. Bono was doing whatever bono does.. And Tre never sleeps.
