The One I Want, chapter 2
Giselle got up the next day, and dragged herself out of bed. She walked out of her room went into the bathroom and had a shower. Then she came out with a black shirt on, and old gray-blue jeans. She walked down the stairs and smelt the air around her it smelt like fresh cookies made. Not surprisingly Kevin and Mandy were there again.
Mandy noticed Giselle, and immediately said. "It's not my fault we are here. Kevin wanted more of your food... Well I kind of wanted some but NOT my point."
"Oh I don't mind. Kevin is a pig anyway." Kevin looked up at her and snorted, while eating some waffles. "Oh no you don't." Giselle said as she grabbed 2 waffles-one blueberry and one chocolate chip-off Kevin's plate.
"Hfew!" Kevin said. "Those are your waffles on MY plate so I get to eat them."
"Nope sorry, can't do. The waffles are my favorite." Kevin pouted and sunk back into his chair.
"So what did you guys do last night?" Giselle said, instantly regretting on what she said, considering they would probably ask her the same thing.
"No. The question is what did you do last night?" Mandy asked, while Kevin giggled.
"It's none or your business anyway." Just as Giselle said that her cell rang. "Hold on." Giselle grabbed her cell and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hey!" Tré said. Giselle walked out of the kitchen and upstairs. Kevin raised an eyebrow at Mandy just shrugged it off. "It must be Tré, or something." Kevin grinned.
"What's up?" Giselle said into the phone.
"I was wondering-" he was cut off by Frankito tugging at his shirt. "Uhh hold on."
"Daddy! Can I watch TV plwease?"
Tré smiled "Sure you can little guy." He said ruffling his hair. "You don't have to ask." "Can you watch it with me?" He looked up at his Dad with puppy dog eyes.
"Of course, hold on for a couple of minutes. Dad just has to finish his phone call."
"Okie dokie." Frankito said.
"Hey. So I was wondering if you wanted to come to a "Welcome Back" barbeque for me, Mike and Billie, Billie's house. Just me and the guys, Adrienne, and Mike's girlfriend, Brittany, oh and the kids." Tré said into the phone.
"Umm... Sure." Giselle said. She heard him whisper, "yes" into the phone, and she sighed. Men.
"What? '
"You." Giselle replied.
"Okay. I'll pick you up at 2:00."
"Okay. That's fine. See you then."
"Okay. Bye!" Tré grinned the same way he smiled yesterday night and went to go watch TV with his son.
Meanwhile Giselle hung up her phone and went downstairs, through the living room into the kitchen. "Hey guys- URG." She saw Kevin eating her waffles again. "Seriously Kevin. You have to stop eating my food!"
"Why...? It's better than mine." Kevin replied.
"Look you can buy the exact same things at Safeway, dumbass. Now you guys are going to have to go. I'm busy today."
"Oooh with who?! Tré? Oooh!" Kevin said all girly.
"Actually, yes. You guys are going to have to leave. He is picking me up in about an hour." Giselle said.
"I thought you didn't like him?"
"That's not true." Giselle said. "Besides this is my house.. You're going to have to go sometime."
"Can't I stay?" Mandy said.
"Sure. Just don't leave him here," Giselle pointed to Kevin, "But why would you want to stay here... It's boring here."
"I just wanted to prove that I can stay here over Kevin." Mandy said proudly. Kevin grunted. "Oh yeah, we record tomorrow. In Oakland, at around 1:00 or something."
"1:00? Isn't that a bit late...?" Kevin said.
"Well... Yeah, I don't know why. Oh, and we are in studio B."
"Who's in studio A?" Giselle asked
"Why are you asking me these questions?! I just got called that we are in Studio B tomorrow at 1:00 okay?"
Kevin grunted. "Yeah. But you could have asked."
Mandy rolled her eyes. "So remember 1:00, In Oakland tomorrow."
"Mhm." Giselle nodded.
"Okay. We'll be going now. Have fun-" Mandy said.
Kevin interrupted her; "With Tré Ooohh" Giselle gave him a pathetic look.
"I'll phone you later." Mandy said as she walked out the door with Kevin.
"See ya." Giselle said.
Giselle glanced at the clock quickly; it was only 1:30 so she still had half an hour to wait. Giselle went to the kitchen and took the waffle that she stole from Kevin earlier, and ate it since she was too lazy to cook up something now. She also took the cookies that Kevin and Mandy made earlier and put them in a plastic container for later or for when Kevin decided to come back and eat more.
Giselle sat on the couch and watch some T. V. "Boring, Junk, Trash, MTV fuckheads.." She said to herself as she switched through all the channels. As usual nothing good was on. It was all junk. Then the doorbell rang. Giselle got up walked to the door, and obviously, opened it.
"Hey." Tré smiled as Giselle opened the door.
"Hey." Giselle looked at Tré. He was wearing just something simple, a red shirt with shorts.
"So you ready to go?" Tré asked Giselle.
"Umm. Yup, I just have to get my cell." Giselle said. As she walked towards the kitchen, to get her cell Tré looked at her from the back point of view. 'Damn she's fine' He thought, before shaking his head as she walked in.
"What?" She asked noticing him.
"Huh Oh.. Uh.. Fly! Yeah, a fly was bothering me."
She quirked an eyebrow, "I didn't know my house had flies but whatever, lets go."
They hopped into Tré's SUV and set off to Billie's place for the barbeque. "I dropped Frankito off before I came so he could play with all the kids. I figured he couldn't sit in the car too long considering he was all excited before we left... And plus he has the attention span of me. And... Yeah I'm rambling." Giselle looked at him and smiled.
"Don't worry. I do that a lot... One time I talked for 10 minutes straight while we were in a car... And Mandy threatened to kill me.. Then they just ended up turned the radio loud over my voice and I stopped talking cause I couldn't even hear myself. It was pretty sad." Tré laughed. "Oh and I tend to ramble right before going on stage.. The fans usually come back stage and I ramble to them... And about 5 times they told me to shut up."
"Ha. See you need to talk less." Tré said, while Giselle rolled her eyes playfully.
"I know I'm crazy... But I usually talk about stupid stuff... If I see the color purple... Or some color I'll be talking about something that include the color... Like fat purple balloon people. Or something... " Tré smirked at the last line.
"Fat purple balloon people... Wow. I shouldn't be saying that I usually talk about even weirder stuff." Tré said as he pulled into Billie's driveway. Tré hopped out of the SUV and headed to Giselle's door to open it. Giselle laughed.
"Being a gentleman?"
Tré argued back. "Hey! At least I try."
Giselle smirked. "Okay , Thank you Mr. Cool for being such a gentleman and escorting me out of the car."
"Your welcome Miss Hunt. It was a pleasure, I insist." Tré said faking a British accent, while holding out his hand for Giselle to take. Giselle smiled and grabbed his hand. Then, they headed inside the Armstrong household. As soon as Tré opened the door and shouted 'Hellooo' Adrienne came and greeted Giselle.
"Hey!"
"Hi."
Tré pouted. "What about me? Remember this guy?" He said while pointing to himself. Adrienne completely ignored him, while Giselle found this funny. While Adrienne was trying to talk to Giselle, Tré would come up behind Giselle's head and try to get Adrienne's attention by waving his hands, and making noises.
"OH! Tré, I never noticed you here." Adrienne said sarcastically.
Tré rolled his eyes playfully. "Yeah I was running so fast that you couldn't notice me, cause you know I'm a fast runner like that."
"Oh! I thought you were slow!" Mike said while coming into the entrance from outside, along with his girlfriend Brittney. Tré glared at Mike but he just ignored him. "Ahh Giselle nice to see you again."
"Nice to see you too."
"You guys can come around back if you want, it's easier. All the kids are in the back too." Adrienne said. Tré nodded and opened the front door and lead Giselle outside. Mike and Brittany when the inside way, while Tré and Giselle went the outside way. As soon as they got into the backyard Frankito came running up to Tré.
"Daddy!" Frankito shouted.
"Hey. Are you having fun with everyone?"
"Yeah! Me, Estelle, Joey and Jakob are playing soccer together against Billie!" Tré smirked.
"Does Billie need help?"
"Yeah! We are beating him BAD. Who is this?" Frankito said pointing to Giselle.
"Ahh that's Giselle." Tré said.
"Hey Frankito." Giselle said crouching down to his height.
Frankito looked up at Giselle. He smiled a toothy grin and waved at her. "You can come play soccer with us."
"Okay." Giselle got up from her position, and was planning to walk but then Frankito wanted to race, so Giselle, Tré and Frankito raced to a tree. Frankito won, and Giselle and Tré tied. Considering the fact that Giselle was trying to run but Tré held onto her shirt.
"Ha Uncle Tré you might want to work on your running." Joey-Billie Joe's son-pointed out. Tré came him a pathetic look, and then they started playing soccer. After 2 good goals were scored-one by the parents and one by the kids-Giselle decided to quit, and went to talk to Adrienne.
"Hey" Giselle said as she sat by Adrienne, exhausted. Adrienne laughed.
"Would you like something to drink?" She questioned Giselle.
"Anything would be good at this point.. Well almost anything." Adrienne laughed and went into the kitchen to get Giselle a drink and something for herself. Then Adrienne came by with pop for Giselle, herself and for the kids when they wanted some. Also she grabbed some beer for anyone who wanted some.. Besides the kids.
"Where's Mike's girlfriend? I only saw her when I came in." Giselle spoke.
"You mean Brittney? I don't know. Maybe she left? I have no clue cause Mike is out there playing soccer. Anyways I just figured out that Billie didn't get everything he was supposed to so I guess he will have to go to the store." Giselle laughed.
"Nah you don't have to. I'll get Tré to go back. Trust me you guys should stay. Anyways Tré is coming off from soccer right now so he can go." Giselle slipped out of her chair.
"Are you sure Tré would go? I mean it's hard to persuade him." Adrienne asked Giselle.
Giselle looked at her smirked, "Trust me. It's pretty easy. Well.. For me I guess. I'll just say I'll come with you. Either that or I could always just say I'll buy him some beer." Adrienne laughed and Giselle went up and walked up to Tré. "So how was the game?"
"Lets just say for kids they are really good at soccer." Tré said.
"Ahh I take it you lost, HAHA." Giselle said jokingly. "Now could you go to the store to pick up something for-"
"Nope." Tré responded.
"Please?" Giselle pleaded.
"Nope,"
"C'mon Billie forgot to pick up one thing."
"Really?! No-fucking-way I never would have guessed." Tré said sarcastically Giselle laughed.
"Please.. I'll come with you." Giselle said.
"Hmm.. Tough.. Does it get any better?" Giselle playfully punched him in the arm. "Hey! I was kidding. And fine I'll go." Giselle smirked.
"I knew you would give up."
*
"Frozen meat section.. Hmm.. Tré!" Every time Giselle tried to look at a aisle sign Tré would always cover up her eyes so she couldn't see. "Tré!" Giselle whined.
"Oh c'mon it should be easy to find the section just go in front of every aisle and feel if it's cold or not." Giselle looked at him.
"Wow you're smart."
"Actually not really. I have just been into Grocery Stores a lot."
Giselle rolled her eyes. "Urgg... Trust me I have been into Safeway more times in a week than you have in two months." Tré looked at her questioningly. "Kevin. Remember him? He comes to my house with Mandy and eats my food, like my waffles and shit. But Mandy doesn't eat any. And he causes me at least a trip to the Grocery Store everyday or every two days."
Tré laughed. "HAHA Kevin eats your food. HAHA." Giselle couldn't help but laugh at his response. Soon enough they got the stuff for the burgers, paid and drove back to Billie's house.
Tré and Giselle got to Billie's house, took the bags, and walked around his house to the backyard, while Tré had his arm around Giselle.
"We are back with burgers." Tré said.
"Mmm burgers... " Billie started, "Now Adrienne will just have to cook them-"
"No Mr. Armstrong. You are cooking them." Billie Joe grunted, took the frying pan and started to work the barbeque.
Tré walked up to Billie Joe. "See I get the burgers you make them fair enough we just need to get Mike to do something now." Tré said quietly to Billie. "Now don't tell Adrienne, Giselle, Brittany or Mike this plan. Tell the kids they can help." Tré whispered the plan in Billie's ear and he smirked.
While Billie was cooking the burgers, Adrienne and Giselle got out plates from the kitchen for people to eat on and chips from the cupboards to put outside to eat along with dinner. Meanwhile, Tré was telling the kids the plan.
"Okay so Joey you set everything up and Frankito you help Joey set up. Estelle you make sure that Mike goes into the right bathroom and Jakob you do the beer, but don't drink any. Got it?"
"Yes, Dad"
"Yeah, Uncle Tré"
"Okay now go do you're jobs!" Tré said as the scurried out of the garage. As soon as Billie was done with the burgers, everyone grabbed one each, grabbed a pop and some chips, and went to go eat wherever. Except Mike, because everyone had grabbed the beers before he could take one. Mike sat down on one of the patio chairs and started eating his burger. Then Jakob came up to him,
"Uncle Mike I'll go get you a beer if you want." Jakob suggested.
"Thanks little guy." Mike said. Jakob rushed out of the back yard, opened the screen door, and went into the kitchen to grab the beer. Jakob opened the fridge door, grabbed the beer and hurried outside and gave it to Mike.
"Thanks again, Jake." Jakob nodded, while Mike took a sip of his beer bottle and instantly spit the liquid out of his mouth, and since he moved he spilt the rest of his beer all over himself. Jakob was trying so hard not to laugh. "What did you do to my beer? It taste awful, Jake." Jakob shrugged.
"I didn't do anything to it. I just got it out of the fridge and gave it to you." Mike looked at him pathetically, and went upstairs to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Billie looked at Joey and Joey gave him the thumbs up sign meaning everything was set.
Meanwhile, Estelle was in the front room trying to get Mike to go into the upstairs bathroom. "Don't go into the downstairs bathroom, Dad."
"Why, Hero? Is it contaminated?" Mike asked, laughing.
Estelle thought up something real quick. "No, far worse. Tré took a shit down there and it stinks."
"Oh God. Thanks for the information." Mike said to his daughter.
Estelle shrugged. "You asked why, so I answered your question." Mike laughed and made his way upstairs. Estelle ran to the kitchen and told Billie everything was set.
"Hey! You don't get away that fast Estelle!" Estelle turned back and saw Tré headed right for her. "Now you're in for it!" Estelle worriedly looked at Tré.
"Hey well I helped you! You should be happy. Blame it on... Frankito! Yes... Frankito. He gave me the idea!"
"Ahh. I'll get him later... I need to see Mike's reaction." Tré said. Estelle, Billie Joe, and Tré headed outside with the others to wait for Mike to come down.
Meanwhile, Mike was in the bathroom and he was looking through the contents in the cupboards. When he came to a certain cupboard he opened it and a jar was tipped inside the cupboard, so it immediately spilt all over the bathroom floor. Noticing the contents it was color dye (but it was the washout kind it just took a while to get out of carpets) and it spilt all over the bathroom floor and the rug. "Damnit." He cursed to himself. Then, seconds later pink hair dye fell into his hair from a bucket. "HOLY SHIT!" Lets just say in small words, Mike's hair was pink, and he had a lot of cleaning to do.
Meanwhile downstairs Billie, Tré, Frankito, Estelle, Jakob, and Joey were all laughing their asses off to say the least. Giselle looked at Tré as if saying, "What the hell did you do to him?" Tré smiled innocently, while Mike came running down the stairs. Looking not too impressed, with to mention pink hair. That's when Giselle started laughing along with the others. Brittney looked as though she was going to burst out in fury and Adrienne looked on the verge of practically laughing even harder than she already was which was basically impossible.
"Oh I will get you two. Actually to mention I will get Billie, Tré and the kids. Geez... My own daughter against me." Mike said, while Estelle grinned. "I will get you all so hard you won't even know what happened." Tré looked at Giselle worriedly, but Giselle just smirked at him. From her and Adrienne's point of view they would really enjoy this.
Mike ran after Joey first grabbing him by the collar of the shirt and dragging him inside the house. "Be prepared to be locked up." Mike said evilly, followed by a evil laugh.
Joey looked at him freaked out. Mike grabbed a key to a closet inside Billie Joe's house that Billie Joe gave him the longest time ago and he locked up Joey in the closet. Next, he took Jakob and Frankito and locked them up in the same crowed up closet. Next he took Estelle.
"Oh you're in for it missy." Mike carried Estelle up Billie Joe's stairs and went into the bathroom that Mike was in not too long ago, and he took the color that was still left in the bucket and poured it all over Estelle. Estelle was laughing the whole time, and yet again he placed her in the same closet.
Mike returned outside searching for Billie Joe. He knew Billie too well and found him straight away. But when Mike found him he grabbed him and dragged him out into the front yard. Before he could do anything a bird shitted on Billie Joe's hair.
"Fuckin' bird shitted on me!" Billie said while putting his free hand through his hair causing to just smear the crap around more. Mike smirked. Just earlier today he was looking through bushes and saw tons of spiders crawling around... There must have been at least 100 small spiders and 10 big fricken huge spiders. Good for Mike, he remembered which bush it was in so he took Billie Joe and tossed him into the bush, and just like a girl Billie screamed, "AHHHH THE FUCKIN SPIDERS ARE ATTACKING ME!" Mike smirked and left him to go find Tré.
Fortunately, it was easy for Mike to find Tré. Tré was stupid enough to just try and hide behind Giselle. Unfortunately, for Tré, Mike found him and for Mike's revenge on Tré, Giselle was dragged into it too because Tré refused to let go of her.
"Awhh c'mon Tré please let go... " Tré didn't do anything he just had his hand around her waist and held her like that. "Please Tré?" Tré shook his head.
"You are coming with me" He said, while grinning and keeping his arms around Giselle's waist. Mike shrugged and ran after then and soon cornered them, so that the only way out was the pool. Mike lunged towards them, but Tré stopped him and spoke,
"Wait Mike. One last word.. Yamfybigkyatayki."
"Huh?" Mike said.
"Your a mother fucker you bitch I'm gonna kill you after this and you know it." Tré said proudly. Mike laughed and said;
"Not if I can help it." and pushed Giselle and Tré into the pool together. When they surfaced they both just laughed.
" My converses feel so weird underwater." Giselle said as she stood on the bottom of the pool. "Weird than they do when they are wet."
"Yeah... You're right." Tré replied, as Mike came back and dragged us out of the pool.
Suddenly he let go of Giselle and Tré and they ran inside together. Not knowing what would happen next.
"Oh my god." Giselle said, as the bucket of honey landed on her and Tré, followed by a fan blowing out feather onto them.
"Oh god it's going to take age's to get this shit off in the shower." Tré commented. Mike walked in and laughed.
"Ha. You look like birds." He said, laughing.
"And you look like a Go-Go Girl." Tré commented, while Giselle started laughing.
"You know.. He is right I could get used-"
"Nope. I'm dying my hair tomorrow, either that or wearing a hat. I'm not going out with pink hair."
"Hey.. It could be a new look. I can see it now. 'Mike Dirnt, bassist from Green Day, is styling a new look. '"
" Tré said.
"Phtt. Yeah, you wish." Mike said. "You know... I'm going to go get the kids out and try to find Billie. They have to see your new look." Mike said, and he headed upstairs.
Giselle turned to Tré and said, "How many bathrooms can we use in the house that have a shower?"
"Hmm.. 2. That we can use, and one that Mike needs to clean up in." Giselle smirked.
"Perfect. Now guide me to a bathroom before Mike gets back." Tré shook his head.
"No way, babe. Not till we have a picture together." Giselle groaned. "And besides if you just had honey and feathers on you know.. I could get used to-"
"Don't even think about it, Tré." Tré grunted out a small laugh.
"Hey I'd look pretty good. Especially my ass would look good in just honey and feathers."
"Your ass?" Giselle asked, laughing.
"Mhm. My ass. It's pretty sexy don't you think? Any girl would want my ass." Tré said while licking his finger, placing it on his ass and making a sizzling sound. Giselle shook her head in disbelief.
"I bet in every conversation we have on the phone or something you're probably going to mention your ass-"
"My sexy ass" Just then the kids, Mike, Billie Joe, Adrienne, and Brittney walked in and laughed. "Hey, Mike? Can you take a picture of us?" Tré asked, while adding in Giselle's ear "and my sexy ass" Giselle looked at him and shook her head.
"Aha. We have this camera." Billie Joe said while turning on some silver camera. Tré put his arm around Giselle. While Giselle put her hand on his ass and just when Billie pushed the button she pinched Tré's ass making him squeal. Everyone laughed at Tré, while he just shrugged it off.
"Awhh. It hurts Giselle!" Tré pouted.
"Where? - Wait no. No way am I kissing you on the ass." Tré shrugged.
"Well it was worth a try." Giselle playfully punched Tré in the arm.
"Hey guys come see the picture!" Joey said, while laughing.
"Ha. That's priceless." Giselle smirked.
"I don't mind it. I just look demented." Tré said, while he looked at it.
Billie coughed and slurred his words, "*cough*Youalwayslookdemented*cough*"
"Well I think it bedtime for the kids." Mike said, as he ran his hand through his newly dyed hair.
"And shower time for us." Tré added. "Okay Frankito are you sure you want to stay here tonight?" Frankito nodded vigorously, while Tré smirked. "Well go upstairs, and get ready and tell me when you're done." Tré said as he ruffled his son's hair. Frankito scrambled up the stairs along with Jakob and they began to get ready for bed.
"That includes you too Estelle." Mike said. "But first you can take a shower."
"Yeah Joey go to bed." Billie Joe said. Joey was about to say something but Billie cut him off. "And no I'm not going for I'm the oldest I get to stay up the longest fraises. You've used those too many times already." Joey grunted and headed upstairs. "Anyone for a beer?" Billie Joe questioned. Everyone wanted one so they all drank beers, but not before Giselle took a refreshing shower, and the same with Tré, and no they weren't in the same shower, pervs.
Giselle got out of the shower, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself and went searching for Adrienne to borrow some clothes.
"Yeah, you might not want to wear those clothes, so here." Adrienne said, while hand her some clean clothes.
"Thanks." Giselle said.
"No problem at all." Adrienne said. While Giselle did that, Tré borrowed some of Billie's old clothes and took a long warm shower in order to get all the honey and feathers off himself. Then after his shower, Tré went into Jakob's room to say Good Bye to Frankito.
"Hey big guy." Tré said, when he walked into Jakob's room.
"Hey Daddy, I brushed my teeth and washed my face like you told me to." Frankito said proudly.
Tré smirked at his son. "Good, well Dad has to go soon probably when you're sleeping so I'll see you tomorrow."
Frankito looked up at his Dad with excited eyes. "Alright I'll see you tomorrow."
"And remember, stay us as late as you want." Tré said, as he hugged his son. Frankito smiled and flicked his Dad in the forehead, and then laughing after. Even Jakob laughed with him. Tré rubbed his forehead while saying Good Bye to Jakob and walking out of the room.
When Tré got downstairs Billie, Mike, Adrienne were all setting up poker on the table, considering they never play poker when they have parties with the guys. "Hey guys" Tré said as he came into the living room. Mike and Billie continued to set up the poker chips on the rather large brown-black coffee table, while Adrienne and Brittney were in the kitchen getting beers for everyone.
Giselle came into the room wearing some of Adrienne's clothes and sat next to Tré on the couch. "We playing poker?" She asked.
"Yup." Billie answered back.
"Craaaap I'm screwed." Giselle groaned.
"What?"
"Lets just say I need to work on my poker face quite a lot.. It's not too good." Giselle answered.
"Hey why don't we play in teams...?" Adrienne suggested.
"I don't know poker is kinda weird when you play in teams, but I guess we could." Mike said.
"I want to. I need help." Giselle said, while laughing.
"Sure why not?" Tré shrugged. "You can be on my team if you want. Besides I'm the poker master-"
"Nigh uh. I am remember I won last time we played remember?" Billie mentioned.
"Well whatever. I can't keep a straight face either so me and Giselle are equal."
So they played poker, and Tré and Giselle ended up losing pretty bad, and too add Tré had a bit much to drink and he ended up saying all the cards aloud that they had in their hand.
"Sevensofdiamonddss" Tré slurred. Giselle laughed, she knew they were going to lose anyway, so no bother trying to shut him up. In the end Tré and Giselle lost all their poker chips and Mike and Brittney ended up beating the "poker champion Billie" and along with Adrienne.
"See Billie, I told you that we shouldn't have went in on that one" Adrienne said to him.
"HA. We beat the poker champion. HAHA." Mike said to Billie.
"Trust me I was going easy that time." Billie said.
"Yesh, rightio. You weres. I'm so sure Bills." Tré said to Billie.
"Man, you're drunk how can you tell." Billie said to Tré.
"I ams not drunks! I can tells! Trust mee." Tré slurred. Then Giselle thought about how she was going to get home. I mean she did go with Tré in his SUV, but he was too drunk to drive it. She couldn't just drive his car back to her house with Tré staying at Billie's, and she wouldn't let anyone drive her home, she lived too far away for someone to drive her home at this time.
"Hey, Adrienne?" Giselle said to her in the kitchen, while the guys were still out in the living room arguing against Tré.
"Hmm?"
"How am I supposed to get home? I mean I came here with Tré in his car, and I couldn't just take his car to my house, and leave him here." Adrienne laughed.
"I could take you home I mean-"
"That's nice of you but seriously I live in San Francisco, and you couldn't drive me home at this time." Giselle said to Adrienne.
"You could always stay here, I mean we do have enough room for everyone."
"I don't know, cause we have recording tomorrow.."
"Ahh" Adrienne nodded. "Now I understand, so are they." She said as she paused to point in the direction on the living room. "But I do have a idea. Since it involves Tré still having his car and knowing where it is." Adrienne continued to explain, "You take Tré back to your house, and put him in the guest room to sleep or something and he can drive back tomorrow or something."
Giselle laughed, for no reason. "Sure. Why not? Besides our recording doesn't start until one tomorrow."
Adrienne and Giselle walked back out in the Living Room and Giselle got Tré to come with her. All she hoped is that she could drive his SUV. Giselle walked towards the door with Tré, while Adrienne, Billie, Mike and Brittney followed. "Hey Bill, I think we better hit the road too, it's getting pretty late." Mike said to Billie.
"Hey thanks for letting me come." Giselle said to Adrienne, she just laughed.
"Trust me its nice having more woman in the house." Giselle laughed.
"I bet." Mike came down the stairs with a sleeping Estelle that he was trying to carry.
"Woah. It's amazing how fast they grow." Mike said.
"Yous gots that rightttio!" Tré slurred. Billie looked at Tré rather pathetically.
"Is rightio your drunk word or something?"
"Nahs! I'm not drunks! Rightio Giselle? Rightio. Yups I'm not drunks at all." Tré said as he stumbled over his own feet.
"Oh yeah. That looks promising." Billie Joe said sarcastically.
"Well, see you guys later." Giselle said as she opened the door and Tré followed.. Well more stumbled...
"Yeahs, guys! Like, I'll talk you to laters, like tomorrows! Likes oh my god! Byes!" Tré said to everyone in the house. Giselle got into the drivers seat, while Tré got into the passengers seat with just a bit of difficulty. Giselle started up the car and drove away from Billie's house. "You knows.. I'm not quite sures.. But have I ever told yas that your car smells funny?"
Giselle laughed. "Tré. This is your car."
"Heys! Wells.. That tis not ze point!"
"Then what is your point, Tré?" Giselle asked him. While driving onto the bridge.
"I don'ts have one.." Tré paused for a second. "But have I ever told yas that's you look shexy?" Giselle laughed, and shook her head in amazement. "Heys tis true. Especially you're brown hairs and your eyeses." Giselle laughed. She liked Tré drunk, he wasn't annoying, but he was pretty funny. Then she heard instant drunken snoring meaning he was asleep. She turned on the radio, to find that Blitzkrieg Bop was playing so she hummed along with the song until it was over.
Finally Giselle had gotten to her house. "Tré? Wake up we're here." Giselle said into his ear. "Tré.. Hello?!? Wake up!" Giselle got a bit irritated and shouted, "Tré! Wake the fuck up! HELLO!?" Yet still, he didn't wake up. She sighed. She could always try carrying him... But then again that doesn't sound to promising. "Please Tré, wake up. We're here." She shook him harder this time and he finally woke up.
"Shwhats? Ohs Gisellely! Whys you wake me ups? I shwas having a gwood dream about youshs and ze fats purple ballonza people." Tré yawned.
"C'mon Tré... Lets go inside." Giselle whined.
"Nos! I like your smelly cars, and when yous are in herre."
"Tré, remember it's your car."
"Shwatever."
"Please Tré."
"Fines." Tré got out of the SUV and stumbled towards Giselle's house. Giselle walked behind him, as soon as they got to the door Giselle pulled out her house keys and opened the house. Tré stumbled behind her. Giselle leaded Tré upstairs to her bedroom.
"Here have my bed, you might be needed the bathroom in here in the morning."
"Shan you sleep with mes in heres with me?" Tré asked.
"No. You're drunk, Tré."
"Pleases? Just tils I fall asleep? Please?"
"Tré... Okay, fine. I will. Just till you fall asleep though"
"Yesh... Just tills I fall asleeps." Giselle climbed in bed with Tré, and in 2 minutes time Tré was asleep, drunkenly snoring. Giselle kissed him on the cheek and slipped out of his room, and put her pajamas on. She climbed into the guest bed and fell asleep.
*
The next morning Giselle awoke early. She decided to make breakfast this morning for Tré, considering he would have a terrible hangover. So she got out of bed and went downstairs to make some coffee and search for asprin.
Meanwhile, Tré awoke and opened his eyes. He had a pounding headache and he couldn't quite recognize the house that he was in. Suddenly a pang of nausea hit him and he ran to the nearest bathroom he could find. Then, after he was done, he went downstairs to find where he was.
"Hey I thought you'd never come back down." Giselle said as she was making coffee.
"Oh geez, I'm sorry." Tré said to her. Giselle suddenly had a confused look on her face.
"Sorry for what-"
"Sorry for being drunk last night and you having to take me to your house. I shouldn't have been such a idiot, and I was probably do damn annoying. I-" Giselle laughed.
"For one, you don't have to say sorry because it was your welcome back party. Plus, trust me, you're quite funny when you're drunk. Also you might want your car to smell better cause according to you it stank." Giselle laughed.
"Huh...?"
"You were something like 'you knows... Have I ever told yous your car smells funny? '" Giselle said laughing. Tré snorted. "And here have some coffee and waffles... And not to mention asprin."
Tré looked stunned. "Geez you didn't have to make this I mean-"
"Trust me. I wanted too." Giselle said, smiling. Tré sat down at the table and ate while Giselle watched him and she laughed.
"You know, you're like Kevin when he eats. A pig." Tré laughed and looked at Giselle in her eyes.
"You know.. I'm going to have to get you for that."
"And I hope you know Tré that I'm so scared." Giselle said sarcastically.
Tré grinned while lunging to her side of the table. Giselle smirked and ran the opposite way. "I'm going to get you Giz.. One way or another.. I'll just have to figure out how." After 15 minutes of searching, Tré finally found Giselle. "Ha. I got you." Tré smirked as he grabbed onto the back of her shirt.
"Ahh! Tré don't!" She laughed, as Tré was tickling her.
"Nope. Last time I tickled Frankito I tickled him for 5 minutes straight"
"Please.. Stop.. Tré please..?" Giselle said in between laughs. Tré smirked and kept on tickling her, and eventually ended up on top of her, while tickling her.. "Treee c'mon. Pleasse?" Giselle whined again.
"Sure." Tré stopped tickling her for a second. "Later." Giselle groaned but her groan was interrupted by her laugh. Then Giselle poked Tré on the forehead. "Ouch!" Tré said while rubbing his forehead.
"Awhh does it hurt?" Giselle said to him. He nodded.
"Can you let me do one thing? It might stop hurting." Tré said while smirking.
Giselle thought for a second. "Uhh.. Sure." She said, unsurely. Tré leaned in and kissed Giselle on the lips, but the second he did that his phone rang. Tré, looking annoyed, grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey Tré. Remember we have recording today at 1:00" Billie Joe said, and then hung up. Tré, looking more annoyed than he already was, slapped his phone shut.
Billie, you interrupted me for a 5 second phone call. Boy with I get you at the studio today. Tré thought to himself. Then Giselle spoke.
"Oh.. Billie gave me a copy of that picture we took last night." Giselle said while searching in her purse to find it. "Here. Have this one." Giselle gave Tré the picture. He grinned.
"I'll have to keep this one in my wallet."
Mandy noticed Giselle, and immediately said. "It's not my fault we are here. Kevin wanted more of your food... Well I kind of wanted some but NOT my point."
"Oh I don't mind. Kevin is a pig anyway." Kevin looked up at her and snorted, while eating some waffles. "Oh no you don't." Giselle said as she grabbed 2 waffles-one blueberry and one chocolate chip-off Kevin's plate.
"Hfew!" Kevin said. "Those are your waffles on MY plate so I get to eat them."
"Nope sorry, can't do. The waffles are my favorite." Kevin pouted and sunk back into his chair.
"So what did you guys do last night?" Giselle said, instantly regretting on what she said, considering they would probably ask her the same thing.
"No. The question is what did you do last night?" Mandy asked, while Kevin giggled.
"It's none or your business anyway." Just as Giselle said that her cell rang. "Hold on." Giselle grabbed her cell and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hey!" Tré said. Giselle walked out of the kitchen and upstairs. Kevin raised an eyebrow at Mandy just shrugged it off. "It must be Tré, or something." Kevin grinned.
"What's up?" Giselle said into the phone.
"I was wondering-" he was cut off by Frankito tugging at his shirt. "Uhh hold on."
"Daddy! Can I watch TV plwease?"
Tré smiled "Sure you can little guy." He said ruffling his hair. "You don't have to ask." "Can you watch it with me?" He looked up at his Dad with puppy dog eyes.
"Of course, hold on for a couple of minutes. Dad just has to finish his phone call."
"Okie dokie." Frankito said.
"Hey. So I was wondering if you wanted to come to a "Welcome Back" barbeque for me, Mike and Billie, Billie's house. Just me and the guys, Adrienne, and Mike's girlfriend, Brittany, oh and the kids." Tré said into the phone.
"Umm... Sure." Giselle said. She heard him whisper, "yes" into the phone, and she sighed. Men.
"What? '
"You." Giselle replied.
"Okay. I'll pick you up at 2:00."
"Okay. That's fine. See you then."
"Okay. Bye!" Tré grinned the same way he smiled yesterday night and went to go watch TV with his son.
Meanwhile Giselle hung up her phone and went downstairs, through the living room into the kitchen. "Hey guys- URG." She saw Kevin eating her waffles again. "Seriously Kevin. You have to stop eating my food!"
"Why...? It's better than mine." Kevin replied.
"Look you can buy the exact same things at Safeway, dumbass. Now you guys are going to have to go. I'm busy today."
"Oooh with who?! Tré? Oooh!" Kevin said all girly.
"Actually, yes. You guys are going to have to leave. He is picking me up in about an hour." Giselle said.
"I thought you didn't like him?"
"That's not true." Giselle said. "Besides this is my house.. You're going to have to go sometime."
"Can't I stay?" Mandy said.
"Sure. Just don't leave him here," Giselle pointed to Kevin, "But why would you want to stay here... It's boring here."
"I just wanted to prove that I can stay here over Kevin." Mandy said proudly. Kevin grunted. "Oh yeah, we record tomorrow. In Oakland, at around 1:00 or something."
"1:00? Isn't that a bit late...?" Kevin said.
"Well... Yeah, I don't know why. Oh, and we are in studio B."
"Who's in studio A?" Giselle asked
"Why are you asking me these questions?! I just got called that we are in Studio B tomorrow at 1:00 okay?"
Kevin grunted. "Yeah. But you could have asked."
Mandy rolled her eyes. "So remember 1:00, In Oakland tomorrow."
"Mhm." Giselle nodded.
"Okay. We'll be going now. Have fun-" Mandy said.
Kevin interrupted her; "With Tré Ooohh" Giselle gave him a pathetic look.
"I'll phone you later." Mandy said as she walked out the door with Kevin.
"See ya." Giselle said.
Giselle glanced at the clock quickly; it was only 1:30 so she still had half an hour to wait. Giselle went to the kitchen and took the waffle that she stole from Kevin earlier, and ate it since she was too lazy to cook up something now. She also took the cookies that Kevin and Mandy made earlier and put them in a plastic container for later or for when Kevin decided to come back and eat more.
Giselle sat on the couch and watch some T. V. "Boring, Junk, Trash, MTV fuckheads.." She said to herself as she switched through all the channels. As usual nothing good was on. It was all junk. Then the doorbell rang. Giselle got up walked to the door, and obviously, opened it.
"Hey." Tré smiled as Giselle opened the door.
"Hey." Giselle looked at Tré. He was wearing just something simple, a red shirt with shorts.
"So you ready to go?" Tré asked Giselle.
"Umm. Yup, I just have to get my cell." Giselle said. As she walked towards the kitchen, to get her cell Tré looked at her from the back point of view. 'Damn she's fine' He thought, before shaking his head as she walked in.
"What?" She asked noticing him.
"Huh Oh.. Uh.. Fly! Yeah, a fly was bothering me."
She quirked an eyebrow, "I didn't know my house had flies but whatever, lets go."
They hopped into Tré's SUV and set off to Billie's place for the barbeque. "I dropped Frankito off before I came so he could play with all the kids. I figured he couldn't sit in the car too long considering he was all excited before we left... And plus he has the attention span of me. And... Yeah I'm rambling." Giselle looked at him and smiled.
"Don't worry. I do that a lot... One time I talked for 10 minutes straight while we were in a car... And Mandy threatened to kill me.. Then they just ended up turned the radio loud over my voice and I stopped talking cause I couldn't even hear myself. It was pretty sad." Tré laughed. "Oh and I tend to ramble right before going on stage.. The fans usually come back stage and I ramble to them... And about 5 times they told me to shut up."
"Ha. See you need to talk less." Tré said, while Giselle rolled her eyes playfully.
"I know I'm crazy... But I usually talk about stupid stuff... If I see the color purple... Or some color I'll be talking about something that include the color... Like fat purple balloon people. Or something... " Tré smirked at the last line.
"Fat purple balloon people... Wow. I shouldn't be saying that I usually talk about even weirder stuff." Tré said as he pulled into Billie's driveway. Tré hopped out of the SUV and headed to Giselle's door to open it. Giselle laughed.
"Being a gentleman?"
Tré argued back. "Hey! At least I try."
Giselle smirked. "Okay , Thank you Mr. Cool for being such a gentleman and escorting me out of the car."
"Your welcome Miss Hunt. It was a pleasure, I insist." Tré said faking a British accent, while holding out his hand for Giselle to take. Giselle smiled and grabbed his hand. Then, they headed inside the Armstrong household. As soon as Tré opened the door and shouted 'Hellooo' Adrienne came and greeted Giselle.
"Hey!"
"Hi."
Tré pouted. "What about me? Remember this guy?" He said while pointing to himself. Adrienne completely ignored him, while Giselle found this funny. While Adrienne was trying to talk to Giselle, Tré would come up behind Giselle's head and try to get Adrienne's attention by waving his hands, and making noises.
"OH! Tré, I never noticed you here." Adrienne said sarcastically.
Tré rolled his eyes playfully. "Yeah I was running so fast that you couldn't notice me, cause you know I'm a fast runner like that."
"Oh! I thought you were slow!" Mike said while coming into the entrance from outside, along with his girlfriend Brittney. Tré glared at Mike but he just ignored him. "Ahh Giselle nice to see you again."
"Nice to see you too."
"You guys can come around back if you want, it's easier. All the kids are in the back too." Adrienne said. Tré nodded and opened the front door and lead Giselle outside. Mike and Brittany when the inside way, while Tré and Giselle went the outside way. As soon as they got into the backyard Frankito came running up to Tré.
"Daddy!" Frankito shouted.
"Hey. Are you having fun with everyone?"
"Yeah! Me, Estelle, Joey and Jakob are playing soccer together against Billie!" Tré smirked.
"Does Billie need help?"
"Yeah! We are beating him BAD. Who is this?" Frankito said pointing to Giselle.
"Ahh that's Giselle." Tré said.
"Hey Frankito." Giselle said crouching down to his height.
Frankito looked up at Giselle. He smiled a toothy grin and waved at her. "You can come play soccer with us."
"Okay." Giselle got up from her position, and was planning to walk but then Frankito wanted to race, so Giselle, Tré and Frankito raced to a tree. Frankito won, and Giselle and Tré tied. Considering the fact that Giselle was trying to run but Tré held onto her shirt.
"Ha Uncle Tré you might want to work on your running." Joey-Billie Joe's son-pointed out. Tré came him a pathetic look, and then they started playing soccer. After 2 good goals were scored-one by the parents and one by the kids-Giselle decided to quit, and went to talk to Adrienne.
"Hey" Giselle said as she sat by Adrienne, exhausted. Adrienne laughed.
"Would you like something to drink?" She questioned Giselle.
"Anything would be good at this point.. Well almost anything." Adrienne laughed and went into the kitchen to get Giselle a drink and something for herself. Then Adrienne came by with pop for Giselle, herself and for the kids when they wanted some. Also she grabbed some beer for anyone who wanted some.. Besides the kids.
"Where's Mike's girlfriend? I only saw her when I came in." Giselle spoke.
"You mean Brittney? I don't know. Maybe she left? I have no clue cause Mike is out there playing soccer. Anyways I just figured out that Billie didn't get everything he was supposed to so I guess he will have to go to the store." Giselle laughed.
"Nah you don't have to. I'll get Tré to go back. Trust me you guys should stay. Anyways Tré is coming off from soccer right now so he can go." Giselle slipped out of her chair.
"Are you sure Tré would go? I mean it's hard to persuade him." Adrienne asked Giselle.
Giselle looked at her smirked, "Trust me. It's pretty easy. Well.. For me I guess. I'll just say I'll come with you. Either that or I could always just say I'll buy him some beer." Adrienne laughed and Giselle went up and walked up to Tré. "So how was the game?"
"Lets just say for kids they are really good at soccer." Tré said.
"Ahh I take it you lost, HAHA." Giselle said jokingly. "Now could you go to the store to pick up something for-"
"Nope." Tré responded.
"Please?" Giselle pleaded.
"Nope,"
"C'mon Billie forgot to pick up one thing."
"Really?! No-fucking-way I never would have guessed." Tré said sarcastically Giselle laughed.
"Please.. I'll come with you." Giselle said.
"Hmm.. Tough.. Does it get any better?" Giselle playfully punched him in the arm. "Hey! I was kidding. And fine I'll go." Giselle smirked.
"I knew you would give up."
*
"Frozen meat section.. Hmm.. Tré!" Every time Giselle tried to look at a aisle sign Tré would always cover up her eyes so she couldn't see. "Tré!" Giselle whined.
"Oh c'mon it should be easy to find the section just go in front of every aisle and feel if it's cold or not." Giselle looked at him.
"Wow you're smart."
"Actually not really. I have just been into Grocery Stores a lot."
Giselle rolled her eyes. "Urgg... Trust me I have been into Safeway more times in a week than you have in two months." Tré looked at her questioningly. "Kevin. Remember him? He comes to my house with Mandy and eats my food, like my waffles and shit. But Mandy doesn't eat any. And he causes me at least a trip to the Grocery Store everyday or every two days."
Tré laughed. "HAHA Kevin eats your food. HAHA." Giselle couldn't help but laugh at his response. Soon enough they got the stuff for the burgers, paid and drove back to Billie's house.
Tré and Giselle got to Billie's house, took the bags, and walked around his house to the backyard, while Tré had his arm around Giselle.
"We are back with burgers." Tré said.
"Mmm burgers... " Billie started, "Now Adrienne will just have to cook them-"
"No Mr. Armstrong. You are cooking them." Billie Joe grunted, took the frying pan and started to work the barbeque.
Tré walked up to Billie Joe. "See I get the burgers you make them fair enough we just need to get Mike to do something now." Tré said quietly to Billie. "Now don't tell Adrienne, Giselle, Brittany or Mike this plan. Tell the kids they can help." Tré whispered the plan in Billie's ear and he smirked.
While Billie was cooking the burgers, Adrienne and Giselle got out plates from the kitchen for people to eat on and chips from the cupboards to put outside to eat along with dinner. Meanwhile, Tré was telling the kids the plan.
"Okay so Joey you set everything up and Frankito you help Joey set up. Estelle you make sure that Mike goes into the right bathroom and Jakob you do the beer, but don't drink any. Got it?"
"Yes, Dad"
"Yeah, Uncle Tré"
"Okay now go do you're jobs!" Tré said as the scurried out of the garage. As soon as Billie was done with the burgers, everyone grabbed one each, grabbed a pop and some chips, and went to go eat wherever. Except Mike, because everyone had grabbed the beers before he could take one. Mike sat down on one of the patio chairs and started eating his burger. Then Jakob came up to him,
"Uncle Mike I'll go get you a beer if you want." Jakob suggested.
"Thanks little guy." Mike said. Jakob rushed out of the back yard, opened the screen door, and went into the kitchen to grab the beer. Jakob opened the fridge door, grabbed the beer and hurried outside and gave it to Mike.
"Thanks again, Jake." Jakob nodded, while Mike took a sip of his beer bottle and instantly spit the liquid out of his mouth, and since he moved he spilt the rest of his beer all over himself. Jakob was trying so hard not to laugh. "What did you do to my beer? It taste awful, Jake." Jakob shrugged.
"I didn't do anything to it. I just got it out of the fridge and gave it to you." Mike looked at him pathetically, and went upstairs to the bathroom to get cleaned up. Billie looked at Joey and Joey gave him the thumbs up sign meaning everything was set.
Meanwhile, Estelle was in the front room trying to get Mike to go into the upstairs bathroom. "Don't go into the downstairs bathroom, Dad."
"Why, Hero? Is it contaminated?" Mike asked, laughing.
Estelle thought up something real quick. "No, far worse. Tré took a shit down there and it stinks."
"Oh God. Thanks for the information." Mike said to his daughter.
Estelle shrugged. "You asked why, so I answered your question." Mike laughed and made his way upstairs. Estelle ran to the kitchen and told Billie everything was set.
"Hey! You don't get away that fast Estelle!" Estelle turned back and saw Tré headed right for her. "Now you're in for it!" Estelle worriedly looked at Tré.
"Hey well I helped you! You should be happy. Blame it on... Frankito! Yes... Frankito. He gave me the idea!"
"Ahh. I'll get him later... I need to see Mike's reaction." Tré said. Estelle, Billie Joe, and Tré headed outside with the others to wait for Mike to come down.
Meanwhile, Mike was in the bathroom and he was looking through the contents in the cupboards. When he came to a certain cupboard he opened it and a jar was tipped inside the cupboard, so it immediately spilt all over the bathroom floor. Noticing the contents it was color dye (but it was the washout kind it just took a while to get out of carpets) and it spilt all over the bathroom floor and the rug. "Damnit." He cursed to himself. Then, seconds later pink hair dye fell into his hair from a bucket. "HOLY SHIT!" Lets just say in small words, Mike's hair was pink, and he had a lot of cleaning to do.
Meanwhile downstairs Billie, Tré, Frankito, Estelle, Jakob, and Joey were all laughing their asses off to say the least. Giselle looked at Tré as if saying, "What the hell did you do to him?" Tré smiled innocently, while Mike came running down the stairs. Looking not too impressed, with to mention pink hair. That's when Giselle started laughing along with the others. Brittney looked as though she was going to burst out in fury and Adrienne looked on the verge of practically laughing even harder than she already was which was basically impossible.
"Oh I will get you two. Actually to mention I will get Billie, Tré and the kids. Geez... My own daughter against me." Mike said, while Estelle grinned. "I will get you all so hard you won't even know what happened." Tré looked at Giselle worriedly, but Giselle just smirked at him. From her and Adrienne's point of view they would really enjoy this.
Mike ran after Joey first grabbing him by the collar of the shirt and dragging him inside the house. "Be prepared to be locked up." Mike said evilly, followed by a evil laugh.
Joey looked at him freaked out. Mike grabbed a key to a closet inside Billie Joe's house that Billie Joe gave him the longest time ago and he locked up Joey in the closet. Next, he took Jakob and Frankito and locked them up in the same crowed up closet. Next he took Estelle.
"Oh you're in for it missy." Mike carried Estelle up Billie Joe's stairs and went into the bathroom that Mike was in not too long ago, and he took the color that was still left in the bucket and poured it all over Estelle. Estelle was laughing the whole time, and yet again he placed her in the same closet.
Mike returned outside searching for Billie Joe. He knew Billie too well and found him straight away. But when Mike found him he grabbed him and dragged him out into the front yard. Before he could do anything a bird shitted on Billie Joe's hair.
"Fuckin' bird shitted on me!" Billie said while putting his free hand through his hair causing to just smear the crap around more. Mike smirked. Just earlier today he was looking through bushes and saw tons of spiders crawling around... There must have been at least 100 small spiders and 10 big fricken huge spiders. Good for Mike, he remembered which bush it was in so he took Billie Joe and tossed him into the bush, and just like a girl Billie screamed, "AHHHH THE FUCKIN SPIDERS ARE ATTACKING ME!" Mike smirked and left him to go find Tré.
Fortunately, it was easy for Mike to find Tré. Tré was stupid enough to just try and hide behind Giselle. Unfortunately, for Tré, Mike found him and for Mike's revenge on Tré, Giselle was dragged into it too because Tré refused to let go of her.
"Awhh c'mon Tré please let go... " Tré didn't do anything he just had his hand around her waist and held her like that. "Please Tré?" Tré shook his head.
"You are coming with me" He said, while grinning and keeping his arms around Giselle's waist. Mike shrugged and ran after then and soon cornered them, so that the only way out was the pool. Mike lunged towards them, but Tré stopped him and spoke,
"Wait Mike. One last word.. Yamfybigkyatayki."
"Huh?" Mike said.
"Your a mother fucker you bitch I'm gonna kill you after this and you know it." Tré said proudly. Mike laughed and said;
"Not if I can help it." and pushed Giselle and Tré into the pool together. When they surfaced they both just laughed.
" My converses feel so weird underwater." Giselle said as she stood on the bottom of the pool. "Weird than they do when they are wet."
"Yeah... You're right." Tré replied, as Mike came back and dragged us out of the pool.
Suddenly he let go of Giselle and Tré and they ran inside together. Not knowing what would happen next.
"Oh my god." Giselle said, as the bucket of honey landed on her and Tré, followed by a fan blowing out feather onto them.
"Oh god it's going to take age's to get this shit off in the shower." Tré commented. Mike walked in and laughed.
"Ha. You look like birds." He said, laughing.
"And you look like a Go-Go Girl." Tré commented, while Giselle started laughing.
"You know.. He is right I could get used-"
"Nope. I'm dying my hair tomorrow, either that or wearing a hat. I'm not going out with pink hair."
"Hey.. It could be a new look. I can see it now. 'Mike Dirnt, bassist from Green Day, is styling a new look. '"
" Tré said.
"Phtt. Yeah, you wish." Mike said. "You know... I'm going to go get the kids out and try to find Billie. They have to see your new look." Mike said, and he headed upstairs.
Giselle turned to Tré and said, "How many bathrooms can we use in the house that have a shower?"
"Hmm.. 2. That we can use, and one that Mike needs to clean up in." Giselle smirked.
"Perfect. Now guide me to a bathroom before Mike gets back." Tré shook his head.
"No way, babe. Not till we have a picture together." Giselle groaned. "And besides if you just had honey and feathers on you know.. I could get used to-"
"Don't even think about it, Tré." Tré grunted out a small laugh.
"Hey I'd look pretty good. Especially my ass would look good in just honey and feathers."
"Your ass?" Giselle asked, laughing.
"Mhm. My ass. It's pretty sexy don't you think? Any girl would want my ass." Tré said while licking his finger, placing it on his ass and making a sizzling sound. Giselle shook her head in disbelief.
"I bet in every conversation we have on the phone or something you're probably going to mention your ass-"
"My sexy ass" Just then the kids, Mike, Billie Joe, Adrienne, and Brittney walked in and laughed. "Hey, Mike? Can you take a picture of us?" Tré asked, while adding in Giselle's ear "and my sexy ass" Giselle looked at him and shook her head.
"Aha. We have this camera." Billie Joe said while turning on some silver camera. Tré put his arm around Giselle. While Giselle put her hand on his ass and just when Billie pushed the button she pinched Tré's ass making him squeal. Everyone laughed at Tré, while he just shrugged it off.
"Awhh. It hurts Giselle!" Tré pouted.
"Where? - Wait no. No way am I kissing you on the ass." Tré shrugged.
"Well it was worth a try." Giselle playfully punched Tré in the arm.
"Hey guys come see the picture!" Joey said, while laughing.
"Ha. That's priceless." Giselle smirked.
"I don't mind it. I just look demented." Tré said, while he looked at it.
Billie coughed and slurred his words, "*cough*Youalwayslookdemented*cough*"
"Well I think it bedtime for the kids." Mike said, as he ran his hand through his newly dyed hair.
"And shower time for us." Tré added. "Okay Frankito are you sure you want to stay here tonight?" Frankito nodded vigorously, while Tré smirked. "Well go upstairs, and get ready and tell me when you're done." Tré said as he ruffled his son's hair. Frankito scrambled up the stairs along with Jakob and they began to get ready for bed.
"That includes you too Estelle." Mike said. "But first you can take a shower."
"Yeah Joey go to bed." Billie Joe said. Joey was about to say something but Billie cut him off. "And no I'm not going for I'm the oldest I get to stay up the longest fraises. You've used those too many times already." Joey grunted and headed upstairs. "Anyone for a beer?" Billie Joe questioned. Everyone wanted one so they all drank beers, but not before Giselle took a refreshing shower, and the same with Tré, and no they weren't in the same shower, pervs.
Giselle got out of the shower, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself and went searching for Adrienne to borrow some clothes.
"Yeah, you might not want to wear those clothes, so here." Adrienne said, while hand her some clean clothes.
"Thanks." Giselle said.
"No problem at all." Adrienne said. While Giselle did that, Tré borrowed some of Billie's old clothes and took a long warm shower in order to get all the honey and feathers off himself. Then after his shower, Tré went into Jakob's room to say Good Bye to Frankito.
"Hey big guy." Tré said, when he walked into Jakob's room.
"Hey Daddy, I brushed my teeth and washed my face like you told me to." Frankito said proudly.
Tré smirked at his son. "Good, well Dad has to go soon probably when you're sleeping so I'll see you tomorrow."
Frankito looked up at his Dad with excited eyes. "Alright I'll see you tomorrow."
"And remember, stay us as late as you want." Tré said, as he hugged his son. Frankito smiled and flicked his Dad in the forehead, and then laughing after. Even Jakob laughed with him. Tré rubbed his forehead while saying Good Bye to Jakob and walking out of the room.
When Tré got downstairs Billie, Mike, Adrienne were all setting up poker on the table, considering they never play poker when they have parties with the guys. "Hey guys" Tré said as he came into the living room. Mike and Billie continued to set up the poker chips on the rather large brown-black coffee table, while Adrienne and Brittney were in the kitchen getting beers for everyone.
Giselle came into the room wearing some of Adrienne's clothes and sat next to Tré on the couch. "We playing poker?" She asked.
"Yup." Billie answered back.
"Craaaap I'm screwed." Giselle groaned.
"What?"
"Lets just say I need to work on my poker face quite a lot.. It's not too good." Giselle answered.
"Hey why don't we play in teams...?" Adrienne suggested.
"I don't know poker is kinda weird when you play in teams, but I guess we could." Mike said.
"I want to. I need help." Giselle said, while laughing.
"Sure why not?" Tré shrugged. "You can be on my team if you want. Besides I'm the poker master-"
"Nigh uh. I am remember I won last time we played remember?" Billie mentioned.
"Well whatever. I can't keep a straight face either so me and Giselle are equal."
So they played poker, and Tré and Giselle ended up losing pretty bad, and too add Tré had a bit much to drink and he ended up saying all the cards aloud that they had in their hand.
"Sevensofdiamonddss" Tré slurred. Giselle laughed, she knew they were going to lose anyway, so no bother trying to shut him up. In the end Tré and Giselle lost all their poker chips and Mike and Brittney ended up beating the "poker champion Billie" and along with Adrienne.
"See Billie, I told you that we shouldn't have went in on that one" Adrienne said to him.
"HA. We beat the poker champion. HAHA." Mike said to Billie.
"Trust me I was going easy that time." Billie said.
"Yesh, rightio. You weres. I'm so sure Bills." Tré said to Billie.
"Man, you're drunk how can you tell." Billie said to Tré.
"I ams not drunks! I can tells! Trust mee." Tré slurred. Then Giselle thought about how she was going to get home. I mean she did go with Tré in his SUV, but he was too drunk to drive it. She couldn't just drive his car back to her house with Tré staying at Billie's, and she wouldn't let anyone drive her home, she lived too far away for someone to drive her home at this time.
"Hey, Adrienne?" Giselle said to her in the kitchen, while the guys were still out in the living room arguing against Tré.
"Hmm?"
"How am I supposed to get home? I mean I came here with Tré in his car, and I couldn't just take his car to my house, and leave him here." Adrienne laughed.
"I could take you home I mean-"
"That's nice of you but seriously I live in San Francisco, and you couldn't drive me home at this time." Giselle said to Adrienne.
"You could always stay here, I mean we do have enough room for everyone."
"I don't know, cause we have recording tomorrow.."
"Ahh" Adrienne nodded. "Now I understand, so are they." She said as she paused to point in the direction on the living room. "But I do have a idea. Since it involves Tré still having his car and knowing where it is." Adrienne continued to explain, "You take Tré back to your house, and put him in the guest room to sleep or something and he can drive back tomorrow or something."
Giselle laughed, for no reason. "Sure. Why not? Besides our recording doesn't start until one tomorrow."
Adrienne and Giselle walked back out in the Living Room and Giselle got Tré to come with her. All she hoped is that she could drive his SUV. Giselle walked towards the door with Tré, while Adrienne, Billie, Mike and Brittney followed. "Hey Bill, I think we better hit the road too, it's getting pretty late." Mike said to Billie.
"Hey thanks for letting me come." Giselle said to Adrienne, she just laughed.
"Trust me its nice having more woman in the house." Giselle laughed.
"I bet." Mike came down the stairs with a sleeping Estelle that he was trying to carry.
"Woah. It's amazing how fast they grow." Mike said.
"Yous gots that rightttio!" Tré slurred. Billie looked at Tré rather pathetically.
"Is rightio your drunk word or something?"
"Nahs! I'm not drunks! Rightio Giselle? Rightio. Yups I'm not drunks at all." Tré said as he stumbled over his own feet.
"Oh yeah. That looks promising." Billie Joe said sarcastically.
"Well, see you guys later." Giselle said as she opened the door and Tré followed.. Well more stumbled...
"Yeahs, guys! Like, I'll talk you to laters, like tomorrows! Likes oh my god! Byes!" Tré said to everyone in the house. Giselle got into the drivers seat, while Tré got into the passengers seat with just a bit of difficulty. Giselle started up the car and drove away from Billie's house. "You knows.. I'm not quite sures.. But have I ever told yas that your car smells funny?"
Giselle laughed. "Tré. This is your car."
"Heys! Wells.. That tis not ze point!"
"Then what is your point, Tré?" Giselle asked him. While driving onto the bridge.
"I don'ts have one.." Tré paused for a second. "But have I ever told yas that's you look shexy?" Giselle laughed, and shook her head in amazement. "Heys tis true. Especially you're brown hairs and your eyeses." Giselle laughed. She liked Tré drunk, he wasn't annoying, but he was pretty funny. Then she heard instant drunken snoring meaning he was asleep. She turned on the radio, to find that Blitzkrieg Bop was playing so she hummed along with the song until it was over.
Finally Giselle had gotten to her house. "Tré? Wake up we're here." Giselle said into his ear. "Tré.. Hello?!? Wake up!" Giselle got a bit irritated and shouted, "Tré! Wake the fuck up! HELLO!?" Yet still, he didn't wake up. She sighed. She could always try carrying him... But then again that doesn't sound to promising. "Please Tré, wake up. We're here." She shook him harder this time and he finally woke up.
"Shwhats? Ohs Gisellely! Whys you wake me ups? I shwas having a gwood dream about youshs and ze fats purple ballonza people." Tré yawned.
"C'mon Tré... Lets go inside." Giselle whined.
"Nos! I like your smelly cars, and when yous are in herre."
"Tré, remember it's your car."
"Shwatever."
"Please Tré."
"Fines." Tré got out of the SUV and stumbled towards Giselle's house. Giselle walked behind him, as soon as they got to the door Giselle pulled out her house keys and opened the house. Tré stumbled behind her. Giselle leaded Tré upstairs to her bedroom.
"Here have my bed, you might be needed the bathroom in here in the morning."
"Shan you sleep with mes in heres with me?" Tré asked.
"No. You're drunk, Tré."
"Pleases? Just tils I fall asleep? Please?"
"Tré... Okay, fine. I will. Just till you fall asleep though"
"Yesh... Just tills I fall asleeps." Giselle climbed in bed with Tré, and in 2 minutes time Tré was asleep, drunkenly snoring. Giselle kissed him on the cheek and slipped out of his room, and put her pajamas on. She climbed into the guest bed and fell asleep.
*
The next morning Giselle awoke early. She decided to make breakfast this morning for Tré, considering he would have a terrible hangover. So she got out of bed and went downstairs to make some coffee and search for asprin.
Meanwhile, Tré awoke and opened his eyes. He had a pounding headache and he couldn't quite recognize the house that he was in. Suddenly a pang of nausea hit him and he ran to the nearest bathroom he could find. Then, after he was done, he went downstairs to find where he was.
"Hey I thought you'd never come back down." Giselle said as she was making coffee.
"Oh geez, I'm sorry." Tré said to her. Giselle suddenly had a confused look on her face.
"Sorry for what-"
"Sorry for being drunk last night and you having to take me to your house. I shouldn't have been such a idiot, and I was probably do damn annoying. I-" Giselle laughed.
"For one, you don't have to say sorry because it was your welcome back party. Plus, trust me, you're quite funny when you're drunk. Also you might want your car to smell better cause according to you it stank." Giselle laughed.
"Huh...?"
"You were something like 'you knows... Have I ever told yous your car smells funny? '" Giselle said laughing. Tré snorted. "And here have some coffee and waffles... And not to mention asprin."
Tré looked stunned. "Geez you didn't have to make this I mean-"
"Trust me. I wanted too." Giselle said, smiling. Tré sat down at the table and ate while Giselle watched him and she laughed.
"You know, you're like Kevin when he eats. A pig." Tré laughed and looked at Giselle in her eyes.
"You know.. I'm going to have to get you for that."
"And I hope you know Tré that I'm so scared." Giselle said sarcastically.
Tré grinned while lunging to her side of the table. Giselle smirked and ran the opposite way. "I'm going to get you Giz.. One way or another.. I'll just have to figure out how." After 15 minutes of searching, Tré finally found Giselle. "Ha. I got you." Tré smirked as he grabbed onto the back of her shirt.
"Ahh! Tré don't!" She laughed, as Tré was tickling her.
"Nope. Last time I tickled Frankito I tickled him for 5 minutes straight"
"Please.. Stop.. Tré please..?" Giselle said in between laughs. Tré smirked and kept on tickling her, and eventually ended up on top of her, while tickling her.. "Treee c'mon. Pleasse?" Giselle whined again.
"Sure." Tré stopped tickling her for a second. "Later." Giselle groaned but her groan was interrupted by her laugh. Then Giselle poked Tré on the forehead. "Ouch!" Tré said while rubbing his forehead.
"Awhh does it hurt?" Giselle said to him. He nodded.
"Can you let me do one thing? It might stop hurting." Tré said while smirking.
Giselle thought for a second. "Uhh.. Sure." She said, unsurely. Tré leaned in and kissed Giselle on the lips, but the second he did that his phone rang. Tré, looking annoyed, grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey Tré. Remember we have recording today at 1:00" Billie Joe said, and then hung up. Tré, looking more annoyed than he already was, slapped his phone shut.
Billie, you interrupted me for a 5 second phone call. Boy with I get you at the studio today. Tré thought to himself. Then Giselle spoke.
"Oh.. Billie gave me a copy of that picture we took last night." Giselle said while searching in her purse to find it. "Here. Have this one." Giselle gave Tré the picture. He grinned.
"I'll have to keep this one in my wallet."
