Tre, Mike, and Billie's Most Excellent Adventure, chapter 1
The year was 1992, and this awesome punk band called... oh, what's that name again? Green Day! That's it. Well, anyways, they just came out with Kerplunk! and were pretty happy with the outcome. The work was done, so it was time to celebrate.
"Dude, we fucking rock!" exclaimed a very jumpy Tre as he practically skipped down the dark street.
"Psh! I always knew that... So where should we go to eat?" Mike's stomach grumbled rather loudly. Meanwhile, Billie Joe decided that he and Tre ought to do a little jig. They both began prancing about like fools which made Mike keel over in laughter.
"Cut it out man," he chortled, "I can't breath." Once they finally managed to calm down, Tre found a brightly lit-up Chinese buffet. No-one could compare with his food-finding skills.
"How many of you ah deh?" said an Asian many with a heavy accent.
They had to stop and think for a moment, until Billie piped up, "Three!"
"Okay, wite dis way!" the attendant smiled. It was incredibly noisy inside... perfect. They sat down with their menus and ordered drinks.
"I'll have a coffee, please," Mike smiled.
"Umm, do you have coke? Yes? Okay, I'll have that," said Billie.
"No, Billie, they don't have your kind," Tre said as if Billie were a five-year-old.
"Shut up, man!" Billie giggled.
"I'll have iced tea, thanks," Tre decided. Now for the fun part. Once the three guys got through with the fried rice, orange chicken, chown mein, ice cream, and even some squid on a dare, it was a surprise the place didn't go bankrupt!
"A-B-C," Tre began burping the alphabet as they left the restaurant, having paid a fairly nice tip.
"So what should we do next?" Mike asked his bandmates. Billie spoke up first, "I kinda just want to walk around town a bit. I feel like I just ate a whale."
"Well, almost," Tre said, "I mean, squid, whale? What's the difference...they're all sea creatures... " That emitted a giggle from all three; poor, poor Billie. They just walked and talked about tours etc.
They went to the beach, even though it was already dark, but not very late. Tre hit on a few girls, and get a few numbers (though most were made-up.) Meanwhile.
Mike and Billie played little soccer with a beach ball they found. The crowd was pretty much all gone, when the three decided to leave. "What time is it?" Billie Joe asked Mike, the only one with a watch.
"Uh, I can't really see... it's too dark," Mike responded.
"There's a light up ahead, we can check there," Tre reasoned, "So, the beach was full of chicks today. It rocked!"
"You looked like an ass, Tre," Mike laughed, "As soon as you got a number, you ran after the next chick you saw."
"Eh, your just jealous, " Tre pretended to flip hair and scoff, but alas, his hair was too short to pretend to be a girl. He just settled for a "talk-to-the-hand" movement.
Mike retorted with, "You're absolutely right, Tre. I was so jealous of those girls... you know I want you." He and Billie broke out into laughter, and Tre giggled a bit, though trying not to. They finally reached the streetlight.
"Holy shit, it's almost 2:00 a.m. I thought it was somewhere around eleven... " Mike exclaimed.
"We better get home, guys. We'll just go over to my place... Um, do you guys know where we are?" Billie looked at his two friends, both shaking their heads "no."
"Mike, you were supposed to keep track!" Tre said.
"Since when!?!" Mike yelled back.
"Since always, you ALWAYS do," Tre replied.
"So nobody knows where we are?" Billie Joe joined in the scream-fest.
"Okay, shut-UP everybody!" Mike finally yelled, "We can figure this out." Everyone calmed down a bit.
"I think we came from that street up ahead," Tre said.
"Are you sure?" Billie asked.
"Well... no, but has anyone else got a better idea," he asked the older band mates who just stood there, "I didn't think so. Let's just go and figure it out from there."
Along the way, two girls stopped the three and asked for autographs. They seemed about the same age as the Green Day guys. One had short, red hair and pretty, hazel eyes accentuated with bright green mascara. She smiled as she handed Billie Joe a pen and a small piece of paper and pen.
"We don't usually have people ask us for our autographs," Billie smiled and took the pen. Meanwhile, the other girl grabbed her own and started pulling her converse shoe off. Her hair was long, wavy and dark brown. She had soft, brown eyes complete with sparkly, black eyeliner. She handed it to Mike and gave him the pen. Both girl's items went around to all three of the band members.
"Thanks guys," the brunette friend added," you guys rock!"
"Hey, no problem," Tre said while flirting a bit with her.
"You guys wouldn't happen to know where the heck we are, would you?" Billie Joe looked up at the shorter, red-head.
"No, sorry, we were mindlessly wandering around town, I guess," she giggled shyly.
"Ah, well it was nice meeting you guys, er...girls," Billie corrected himself as the girls smiled one last time and walked away. The boys turned and kept on their way when Tre pointed out a small, one-story building that said City Maps Etc. on the side.
"Yes! Finally!" Mike exclaimed. They reached the building, but saw no doors to get inside. As if that weren't strange enough, they found an elevator (the only way to get inside.)
"What the hell?" Tre said with a puzzled look on his face, "Why would a one-story building have an elevator?"
"Dude, we fucking rock!" exclaimed a very jumpy Tre as he practically skipped down the dark street.
"Psh! I always knew that... So where should we go to eat?" Mike's stomach grumbled rather loudly. Meanwhile, Billie Joe decided that he and Tre ought to do a little jig. They both began prancing about like fools which made Mike keel over in laughter.
"Cut it out man," he chortled, "I can't breath." Once they finally managed to calm down, Tre found a brightly lit-up Chinese buffet. No-one could compare with his food-finding skills.
"How many of you ah deh?" said an Asian many with a heavy accent.
They had to stop and think for a moment, until Billie piped up, "Three!"
"Okay, wite dis way!" the attendant smiled. It was incredibly noisy inside... perfect. They sat down with their menus and ordered drinks.
"I'll have a coffee, please," Mike smiled.
"Umm, do you have coke? Yes? Okay, I'll have that," said Billie.
"No, Billie, they don't have your kind," Tre said as if Billie were a five-year-old.
"Shut up, man!" Billie giggled.
"I'll have iced tea, thanks," Tre decided. Now for the fun part. Once the three guys got through with the fried rice, orange chicken, chown mein, ice cream, and even some squid on a dare, it was a surprise the place didn't go bankrupt!
"A-B-C," Tre began burping the alphabet as they left the restaurant, having paid a fairly nice tip.
"So what should we do next?" Mike asked his bandmates. Billie spoke up first, "I kinda just want to walk around town a bit. I feel like I just ate a whale."
"Well, almost," Tre said, "I mean, squid, whale? What's the difference...they're all sea creatures... " That emitted a giggle from all three; poor, poor Billie. They just walked and talked about tours etc.
They went to the beach, even though it was already dark, but not very late. Tre hit on a few girls, and get a few numbers (though most were made-up.) Meanwhile.
Mike and Billie played little soccer with a beach ball they found. The crowd was pretty much all gone, when the three decided to leave. "What time is it?" Billie Joe asked Mike, the only one with a watch.
"Uh, I can't really see... it's too dark," Mike responded.
"There's a light up ahead, we can check there," Tre reasoned, "So, the beach was full of chicks today. It rocked!"
"You looked like an ass, Tre," Mike laughed, "As soon as you got a number, you ran after the next chick you saw."
"Eh, your just jealous, " Tre pretended to flip hair and scoff, but alas, his hair was too short to pretend to be a girl. He just settled for a "talk-to-the-hand" movement.
Mike retorted with, "You're absolutely right, Tre. I was so jealous of those girls... you know I want you." He and Billie broke out into laughter, and Tre giggled a bit, though trying not to. They finally reached the streetlight.
"Holy shit, it's almost 2:00 a.m. I thought it was somewhere around eleven... " Mike exclaimed.
"We better get home, guys. We'll just go over to my place... Um, do you guys know where we are?" Billie looked at his two friends, both shaking their heads "no."
"Mike, you were supposed to keep track!" Tre said.
"Since when!?!" Mike yelled back.
"Since always, you ALWAYS do," Tre replied.
"So nobody knows where we are?" Billie Joe joined in the scream-fest.
"Okay, shut-UP everybody!" Mike finally yelled, "We can figure this out." Everyone calmed down a bit.
"I think we came from that street up ahead," Tre said.
"Are you sure?" Billie asked.
"Well... no, but has anyone else got a better idea," he asked the older band mates who just stood there, "I didn't think so. Let's just go and figure it out from there."
Along the way, two girls stopped the three and asked for autographs. They seemed about the same age as the Green Day guys. One had short, red hair and pretty, hazel eyes accentuated with bright green mascara. She smiled as she handed Billie Joe a pen and a small piece of paper and pen.
"We don't usually have people ask us for our autographs," Billie smiled and took the pen. Meanwhile, the other girl grabbed her own and started pulling her converse shoe off. Her hair was long, wavy and dark brown. She had soft, brown eyes complete with sparkly, black eyeliner. She handed it to Mike and gave him the pen. Both girl's items went around to all three of the band members.
"Thanks guys," the brunette friend added," you guys rock!"
"Hey, no problem," Tre said while flirting a bit with her.
"You guys wouldn't happen to know where the heck we are, would you?" Billie Joe looked up at the shorter, red-head.
"No, sorry, we were mindlessly wandering around town, I guess," she giggled shyly.
"Ah, well it was nice meeting you guys, er...girls," Billie corrected himself as the girls smiled one last time and walked away. The boys turned and kept on their way when Tre pointed out a small, one-story building that said City Maps Etc. on the side.
"Yes! Finally!" Mike exclaimed. They reached the building, but saw no doors to get inside. As if that weren't strange enough, they found an elevator (the only way to get inside.)
"What the hell?" Tre said with a puzzled look on his face, "Why would a one-story building have an elevator?"
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