Bedtime Stories., chapter 1
"Say No To Guns"
Billie Joe was getting himself ready to the concert. "Adrienne and the children will be there," was the only thing he could say. He 'fixed' his hair and looked in the mirror, checking all the details of his image. Make-Up? Good. Hair? Good. Tie? Good. Teeth?...The teeth are fine, I guess.
"5 minutes," someone said knocking on the door. Billie turned around for a second and then went back to the mirror.
"I love my children, I love my wife. They love me too so they won't look into my eyes 'cause they know that scares the fuck out of me. I'm ready".
The crowd was going crazy, the girls were already screaming and getting ready to throw their panties at the 'Hawt lead singer'. The boys were trying not to get hit by the girls. The adults... They were there and that was it.
Finally, four men came on stage. Everybody was shouting, shaking, dancing, jumping, having panic attacks, shitting themselves, fainting or hyperventilating. Maybe a little bit too much, they're just three people with instruments, money and talent.
Billie Joe searched for his wife and kids through the crowd. "Where the fuck are they?" he thought as he took his guitar to play the first chord. He looked around one last time and then started the concert with the now classic 'American Idiot'.
Everything was fine until a couple of songs and "Eo's" later, Billie Joe couldn't take it anymore.
"Adie, Joey and Jakob, where are youuu?" he said singing. Everyone went quiet except for some girls that joined in a why-is-he-fucking-married moan.
"We're here, hunny!!" Adie screamed lifting little Jakob with her hands. A soft 'Hi, daddy' made the people go "Aww..." as Billie smiled. He sent them a kiss and then looked back to the crowd.
"That is my family," he said.
He started playing again and when he was about to start with 'Time Of Your Life' he stopped, abruptly.
He looked at the crowd...But then he looked at one man. Everybody else tried to locate the guy...But they couldn't. Just too much people together.
Billie threw his guitar to the floor, with a growl. He ran backstage and came back very quickly. He had to find the guy again, but he did that quickly too. He was holding something behind his back.
Mike and Tré were scared, they were maybe more amazed than scared. They couldn't believe Billie had "that" kind of thing, and even more, they couldn't believe he brought it there.
"Well...Small world. So fu...Freaking full of crap!" Billie said, remembering his kids were there.
(Well...I don't think the 'F-word' will affect them so much as the thing you're holding, asshole)
"You deserve this, and you know it. For all the people around the guy with the pink shirt...Run away from him, now!"
Gunshot.
"Well...Now, get him out," Billie said as he threw the gun away.
He had just killed a clown.
The End.
Billie Joe was getting himself ready to the concert. "Adrienne and the children will be there," was the only thing he could say. He 'fixed' his hair and looked in the mirror, checking all the details of his image. Make-Up? Good. Hair? Good. Tie? Good. Teeth?...The teeth are fine, I guess.
"5 minutes," someone said knocking on the door. Billie turned around for a second and then went back to the mirror.
"I love my children, I love my wife. They love me too so they won't look into my eyes 'cause they know that scares the fuck out of me. I'm ready".
The crowd was going crazy, the girls were already screaming and getting ready to throw their panties at the 'Hawt lead singer'. The boys were trying not to get hit by the girls. The adults... They were there and that was it.
Finally, four men came on stage. Everybody was shouting, shaking, dancing, jumping, having panic attacks, shitting themselves, fainting or hyperventilating. Maybe a little bit too much, they're just three people with instruments, money and talent.
Billie Joe searched for his wife and kids through the crowd. "Where the fuck are they?" he thought as he took his guitar to play the first chord. He looked around one last time and then started the concert with the now classic 'American Idiot'.
Everything was fine until a couple of songs and "Eo's" later, Billie Joe couldn't take it anymore.
"Adie, Joey and Jakob, where are youuu?" he said singing. Everyone went quiet except for some girls that joined in a why-is-he-fucking-married moan.
"We're here, hunny!!" Adie screamed lifting little Jakob with her hands. A soft 'Hi, daddy' made the people go "Aww..." as Billie smiled. He sent them a kiss and then looked back to the crowd.
"That is my family," he said.
He started playing again and when he was about to start with 'Time Of Your Life' he stopped, abruptly.
He looked at the crowd...But then he looked at one man. Everybody else tried to locate the guy...But they couldn't. Just too much people together.
Billie threw his guitar to the floor, with a growl. He ran backstage and came back very quickly. He had to find the guy again, but he did that quickly too. He was holding something behind his back.
Mike and Tré were scared, they were maybe more amazed than scared. They couldn't believe Billie had "that" kind of thing, and even more, they couldn't believe he brought it there.
"Well...Small world. So fu...Freaking full of crap!" Billie said, remembering his kids were there.
(Well...I don't think the 'F-word' will affect them so much as the thing you're holding, asshole)
"You deserve this, and you know it. For all the people around the guy with the pink shirt...Run away from him, now!"
Gunshot.
"Well...Now, get him out," Billie said as he threw the gun away.
He had just killed a clown.
The End.
