And Everything Will Be Alright- A Tre Cool Story, chapter 2

Billie decided to make Tre's wishes, by cooking him some pancakes, although he couldn't be nice, this had to be a joke. He asked Anna to get her make-up kit. Billie set to work, he made Tre a pwetty pancake bikini top. Then started on the face, making Tre beautiful wasn't easy (yeah I know he is but it's a story). Billie piled on a ton of blusher, lipstick and eye make-up.

"Tre looks so BEAUTIFUL!" Billie screeched.

"A work of art," proclaimed Anna. "Good job hun!, he'll be so pissed off," Anna laughed.

"Ok, an artist needs his beauty sleep, and so does Tre..." Billie said. And with that, Billie left the room, followed by Anna, back to his room. Tre woke up, unsteady from the beers he'd had before. His eyes were blurry and he kept bumping into things, ok let's just say he couldn't see well. He looked through the cupboards, fumbling around, trying to find the coffee.

"Ugh," he grunted. There was no coffee, Mike must have drunk it all... "Son of a bitch..." Tre mumbled. "I'M GOING DOWN THE ROAD TO GET SOME COFFEE!" he hollered.

"Righty-o!" Billie shouted back. Billie ran to his window to see what Tre looked
like.

"He looks like a psycho pedophile clown!" shouted Mike as he entered Billie's room. Billie had an evil grin on his face as he did that thing Mr. Burns does with his fingers.

"Excellent..." he hissed.

"You're too cruel! No wonder he hasn't got a girlfriend...poor guy," Anna said sympathetically.

Tre was walking down the road with a stride (like in the Walking Contradiction video when he finishes tying his shoe). And a smug look on his face, all the people who passed him were staring at him, he just smiled and laughed to himself. I'm such a beast! he thought. He saw a little baby boy in a pram that looked oh-so cute.


"Hi little boy!" he screeched ecstatically. the baby started crying. Bawling infact. Such a sight for sore eyes you're a suicide make-over. The mother hit Tre with her big bag. Hard. "WHAT THE HELL?!" Tre shouted through whacks, he ran off in shock, giving her a bad sign. He ran to the closest dairy and grabbed the cheapest coffee. "Hi," Tre said, in a happy feminine voice.

"Erm...hi...am I on TV or something?" said the clueless shopkeeper man guy.

"Er...no," Tre said longingly. "Uh...ok, I've paid now I want my stuff," Tre protested.

"Whatever," commented the stupid shopkeeper man guy.

"Fuck you..." Tre said under his breath, he turned around quickly for the door. BANG. He'd smacked right into another customer. "Oh shit, sorry!" he appologised.

"No, no, it's ok, my fault too." He helped them up to their feet, thats when he saw her...