Tré's Magical Adventure, chapter 5
Billie Joe bent down and picked up a leather thong. "Ha, Ha, Tré wears girl's underwear as well as girl's clothes." He laughed.
Tré began picking up everything. Tears were streaming down his face, causing his eyeliner to smudge. Mike grabbed the thong off Billie Joe and gave him a stern look. He then helped Tré shove his things back into the bags. The rest continued to laugh.
"Stop guys, you know that Tré is sensitive," snapped Mike, picking up three of Tré's bags. "Let's go Tré," he said helping him off the ground. Tré picked up his remaining bags and Mike guided him back to Tré's room.
"Oh Mike it was awful," said Tré through tears. Tré sat down on his bed. "They were all laughing at me," Mike sat down beside him and wrapped his arms around Tré.
Tré's head fell onto Mike's shoulder. Tears streamed from his eyes. Mike rubbed Tré's hair and whispered comforting words into his ear. Tré sniffled and let tears dribble down Mike's neck.
Although Tré was mad at Mike he felt that he didn't want to move.
"You know the plane is in a few hours" whispered Mike. "We should get ready."
"Yeah I suppose" said Tré, moving away from Mike slowly. Mike got up and waved good bye to Tré.
He left and Tré began to pack.
Mike stuck his head back through the door. "Oh Tré by the way I invited someone to join us on tour. She is going to help out with the sound checking and stuff. Don't worry she's a professional. I think you'll like her," he said happily.
Tré folded one of his shirts and shoved it into his suitcase.
Then, yet again Mike stuck his head through the door. "Will you wear the thong on the plane?" he asked slightly embarrassed. Tré grinned cheerfully to himself.
Mike left and Tré quickly finished packing. Then he went down to the restaurant for an early dinner before the band drove to the airport. Billie Joe and Mike were already there half way through their main meal. Tré clambered into the seat beside Mike. Mike smiled broadly at Tré.
Tré returned the smile and began reading menu.
"What's is with you two lately?" asked Billie Joe. "There is something going on between you and I'm going to find out what."
Mike was about to answer Billie when Tré cut across him, "I think I'll have the steak," he said and gave Mike a hard stare. Tré signalled a waitress and gave her his order. His meal arrived shortly after and he began wolfing down his dinner.
"Slow down Tré" warned Mike, "you might get hiccups or something."
"Holy Fuck! The bus will be here in a minute to pick us up. I haven't finished packing," exclaimed Billie Joe.
Billie Joe stood up suddenly and jogged out of the restaurant. Tré squirmed in his seat.
"What's wrong Tré?" asked Mike.
"The thong is so annoying." Whispered Tré in reply, ·it's stuck right up my..."
"Ok I get the picture," said Mike. "Billie's right we should bring our bags down," muttered Mike. Tré shoved the rest of his food into his mouth. They both got up (Tré more clumsily than Mike) and headed out of the restaurant.
"So when do I get to meet this hot girl?" asked Tré casually.
"I never said that she was hot," replied Mike, then seeing Tré's put out face he said, "but she is pretty hot."
Tré brightened up almost immediately. "Mike can I take off the thong?" asked Tré.
The thong was really starting to annoy Tré. He couldn't figure out why anybody would want to wear them.
"Yeah sure, I didn't think that you would actually wear it," said Mike in reply to Tré's question.
They reached the elevator and Tré rushed to push the button.
"What's the hot chick's name?" asked Tré making conversation.
"Mary" replied Mike.
"Mary? It's so... plain and Irish," said Tré.
"I think Mary is a nice name," said Mike stepping into the elevator as the doors opened, "and she is Irish."
Tré stepped in beside him and pressed the button for their floor.
"Anyway, what do you have against the Irish?" asked Mike.
"Nothing!" said Tré sounding slightly offended. "They are a perfectly good looking race," he added.
"Yeah, along with the rest of the world according to you," said Mike.
"Hey, I can't help it if I'm horny," said Tré truthfully. Mike grinned.
Tré began picking up everything. Tears were streaming down his face, causing his eyeliner to smudge. Mike grabbed the thong off Billie Joe and gave him a stern look. He then helped Tré shove his things back into the bags. The rest continued to laugh.
"Stop guys, you know that Tré is sensitive," snapped Mike, picking up three of Tré's bags. "Let's go Tré," he said helping him off the ground. Tré picked up his remaining bags and Mike guided him back to Tré's room.
"Oh Mike it was awful," said Tré through tears. Tré sat down on his bed. "They were all laughing at me," Mike sat down beside him and wrapped his arms around Tré.
Tré's head fell onto Mike's shoulder. Tears streamed from his eyes. Mike rubbed Tré's hair and whispered comforting words into his ear. Tré sniffled and let tears dribble down Mike's neck.
Although Tré was mad at Mike he felt that he didn't want to move.
"You know the plane is in a few hours" whispered Mike. "We should get ready."
"Yeah I suppose" said Tré, moving away from Mike slowly. Mike got up and waved good bye to Tré.
He left and Tré began to pack.
Mike stuck his head back through the door. "Oh Tré by the way I invited someone to join us on tour. She is going to help out with the sound checking and stuff. Don't worry she's a professional. I think you'll like her," he said happily.
Tré folded one of his shirts and shoved it into his suitcase.
Then, yet again Mike stuck his head through the door. "Will you wear the thong on the plane?" he asked slightly embarrassed. Tré grinned cheerfully to himself.
Mike left and Tré quickly finished packing. Then he went down to the restaurant for an early dinner before the band drove to the airport. Billie Joe and Mike were already there half way through their main meal. Tré clambered into the seat beside Mike. Mike smiled broadly at Tré.
Tré returned the smile and began reading menu.
"What's is with you two lately?" asked Billie Joe. "There is something going on between you and I'm going to find out what."
Mike was about to answer Billie when Tré cut across him, "I think I'll have the steak," he said and gave Mike a hard stare. Tré signalled a waitress and gave her his order. His meal arrived shortly after and he began wolfing down his dinner.
"Slow down Tré" warned Mike, "you might get hiccups or something."
"Holy Fuck! The bus will be here in a minute to pick us up. I haven't finished packing," exclaimed Billie Joe.
Billie Joe stood up suddenly and jogged out of the restaurant. Tré squirmed in his seat.
"What's wrong Tré?" asked Mike.
"The thong is so annoying." Whispered Tré in reply, ·it's stuck right up my..."
"Ok I get the picture," said Mike. "Billie's right we should bring our bags down," muttered Mike. Tré shoved the rest of his food into his mouth. They both got up (Tré more clumsily than Mike) and headed out of the restaurant.
"So when do I get to meet this hot girl?" asked Tré casually.
"I never said that she was hot," replied Mike, then seeing Tré's put out face he said, "but she is pretty hot."
Tré brightened up almost immediately. "Mike can I take off the thong?" asked Tré.
The thong was really starting to annoy Tré. He couldn't figure out why anybody would want to wear them.
"Yeah sure, I didn't think that you would actually wear it," said Mike in reply to Tré's question.
They reached the elevator and Tré rushed to push the button.
"What's the hot chick's name?" asked Tré making conversation.
"Mary" replied Mike.
"Mary? It's so... plain and Irish," said Tré.
"I think Mary is a nice name," said Mike stepping into the elevator as the doors opened, "and she is Irish."
Tré stepped in beside him and pressed the button for their floor.
"Anyway, what do you have against the Irish?" asked Mike.
"Nothing!" said Tré sounding slightly offended. "They are a perfectly good looking race," he added.
"Yeah, along with the rest of the world according to you," said Mike.
"Hey, I can't help it if I'm horny," said Tré truthfully. Mike grinned.
