What happens When Your Idol Is Your Dad?, chapter 10
I scrambled into the back seat and was squashed into the middle by Tom on one side and Billie on the other. Marc jumped into the front after loading all there stuff in the trunk.
"Guys this is Billie Joe my... Dad... I guess." I yawned.
"Billie Joe" I laughed as both Billie's turned to look at me.
"Your gonna run a fucking mile with this aren't you?" My boyfriend asked.
"You better believe it" I sniggered.
"Or I can go back to calling you William Joseph if you would like that" I turned to my boyfriend.
"No." he sulked.
"Can't you call me BJ or something and your Dad Billie Joe or I have a crazy idea that might just work you could always call him Dad"
"Whatever I guess I can give it a try, I've never called anyone Dad before." I giggled.
"Dad this is Billie Joe on my right, Tom on my left and I would watch the one sitting next to you his had a crush on you for years!" I sniggered.
"I AM NOT GAY OR BI SO STOP WITH YOUR SICK FANTASY" Marc scolded.
"Stop suppressing your feelings." I giggled
"Wait till we get out of this car I am so going to tickle you to death!" Marc warned.
"You'll have to go threw Billie first" I poked my tongue out.
"That twig will brake in two minutes!"
"Stop insulting my girlish figure Marc we all know it turns you on!" My Billie Joe blew a kiss in Marc direction and gave a sexy wink.
"You're all retarded" Marc huffed sinking down in his seat.
"Guys I think it's best if we call Billie Joe is stage name" I suggested.
"I don't have a stage name?" My Dad replied in the driving seat.
"Not you! MY Billie Joe is now going to be called Jimmy" I announced.
"My name is St Jimmy, I'm a son of a gun... " Tom sang but was silenced as I slapped him round the head.
"Oh that wasn't nice, you're so not getting that dollar tonight" Tom warned.
"Bite me!" I snapped as I was tired.
"Not in front of your Dad, conserve yourself for later" Tom giggled.
"And what if I can't?"
"I'm gonna have to be your dominating love slave then!"
"Shut up Tom" Jimmy warned and put his arm around me.
I snuggled up to his chest and closed my eyes. I drifted off to the fait sound of conversation.
"Amy" I could hear Jimmy now calling my name.
I yawned and struggled under my seat belt.
"Amy where at your Dad's house now" Jimmy shook me.
I batted him away.
"Leave me" I whined.
"Amy Gerard Way is outside naked!" Jimmy giggled.
"Where!" My eyes sprung open.
Jimmy burst out laughing.
"Get's you every time"
"Jimmy you don't joke about things like that!" I huffed stepping out the car.
"Come on everyone has already gone in side."
"Ok" I yawned and guided him through the house to the room where sound was originating from.
"What took you two so long?" Marc asked as me and Jimmy entered the room.
"Do you even have to ask?" Jimmy grinned.
"Shut up Jimbo" I slapped Jimmy on the chest.
"Ouch that hurt"
"Good it was meant too" I smiled sweetly.
"Guys this is Billie Joe my... Dad... I guess." I yawned.
"Billie Joe" I laughed as both Billie's turned to look at me.
"Your gonna run a fucking mile with this aren't you?" My boyfriend asked.
"You better believe it" I sniggered.
"Or I can go back to calling you William Joseph if you would like that" I turned to my boyfriend.
"No." he sulked.
"Can't you call me BJ or something and your Dad Billie Joe or I have a crazy idea that might just work you could always call him Dad"
"Whatever I guess I can give it a try, I've never called anyone Dad before." I giggled.
"Dad this is Billie Joe on my right, Tom on my left and I would watch the one sitting next to you his had a crush on you for years!" I sniggered.
"I AM NOT GAY OR BI SO STOP WITH YOUR SICK FANTASY" Marc scolded.
"Stop suppressing your feelings." I giggled
"Wait till we get out of this car I am so going to tickle you to death!" Marc warned.
"You'll have to go threw Billie first" I poked my tongue out.
"That twig will brake in two minutes!"
"Stop insulting my girlish figure Marc we all know it turns you on!" My Billie Joe blew a kiss in Marc direction and gave a sexy wink.
"You're all retarded" Marc huffed sinking down in his seat.
"Guys I think it's best if we call Billie Joe is stage name" I suggested.
"I don't have a stage name?" My Dad replied in the driving seat.
"Not you! MY Billie Joe is now going to be called Jimmy" I announced.
"My name is St Jimmy, I'm a son of a gun... " Tom sang but was silenced as I slapped him round the head.
"Oh that wasn't nice, you're so not getting that dollar tonight" Tom warned.
"Bite me!" I snapped as I was tired.
"Not in front of your Dad, conserve yourself for later" Tom giggled.
"And what if I can't?"
"I'm gonna have to be your dominating love slave then!"
"Shut up Tom" Jimmy warned and put his arm around me.
I snuggled up to his chest and closed my eyes. I drifted off to the fait sound of conversation.
"Amy" I could hear Jimmy now calling my name.
I yawned and struggled under my seat belt.
"Amy where at your Dad's house now" Jimmy shook me.
I batted him away.
"Leave me" I whined.
"Amy Gerard Way is outside naked!" Jimmy giggled.
"Where!" My eyes sprung open.
Jimmy burst out laughing.
"Get's you every time"
"Jimmy you don't joke about things like that!" I huffed stepping out the car.
"Come on everyone has already gone in side."
"Ok" I yawned and guided him through the house to the room where sound was originating from.
"What took you two so long?" Marc asked as me and Jimmy entered the room.
"Do you even have to ask?" Jimmy grinned.
"Shut up Jimbo" I slapped Jimmy on the chest.
"Ouch that hurt"
"Good it was meant too" I smiled sweetly.
