So Go Ahead and Kill Yourself! It All Amuses Me, chapter 14
Meanwhile in Oakland...
Flight 160 just touched down on the tarmac. Tre Cool had fallen asleep on the long flight from England. As they exited the aeroplane Tre almost tripped over his own feet, he was so drowsy.
As they exited the carrying their bags, the honk of a car horn caught their attention. They noticed their friends BMW convertible sitting in the corner of the parking lot. The trunk was already open and waiting for their bags. Placing them in and hopping into the car, they were shocked to see not their friend but his wife behind the wheel.
"Hey Adie. Where's Billie? I thought he was picking us up," Mike asked as Tre was still to dozy to notice it was Adie.
"He was but he needs to pack for his trip to England, so I said I'd come and get you," Adie started the ignition and pulled out onto the road and started driving.
"Your coming to our house for a bit, everybody's there - waiting and eager to hear how Tasha's doing." Both didn't bother arguing, we just let her drive. Halfway through the journey Tre reached from the back and flipped the radio on.
Blink 182's song I miss you came on through the speakers. Mike chuckled at the irony of the song. That sort of shit rarely happens in real life. Tre began to attempt to sing along with Mark Hoppus's voice, but failed miserably. Adie giggled as Tre's voice reached a semi low tone that sounded incredibly freaky.
"You sound like Barry White on helium," she quipped, causing Mike to giggle hysterically. Tre huffed and crossed his arms in defence, jutting out his upper lip like a child. "It's not my fault my voice is too high to sing that part"
"Billie Joe could go that low," Adie stated as a matter of fact. Tre's nostrils flared in offence as he growled low in his throat.
"Yeah well we all can't be like super Billie," Mike snorted into his hand as an image of Billie Joe with a cape, wearing blue boxers over a red spandex suit, popped into his head.
Realising what a funny image he had created, Tre began to laugh with Mike. Adie fought hard to keep the grin from her face but she couldn't and ended up laughing with them. As they grew closer to the Armstrong residence, Mike and Tre grew continuously more excited.
As Adie carefully parked the car Tre jumped out running around in circles like a dog chasing its tail. In his hyperactive state he only just heard Mike called out to him "Tre! Help me with my bags. Billie said I could stay with them while Stella's away." He just skipped up to the door and stuck his head in and called out.
"Hey you lazy fuckers, help Mike with his bags," In no time at all everyone had swarmed out onto the driveway to greet the new arrivals. All the kids surrounded Tre like vultures, jumping, laughing and smiling. While Tre was occupied Billie Joe embraced Mike in a brotherly hug. "Dude stop hugging me and grab my bags you moose."
Billie Joe shrugged his small frame and grabbed one of the bags "Moose? You out of good insults already?" Curling his lip in defeat Mike nodded with a hint of a grin. As Billie dragged the suitcases, it was Mike's turn to get ambushed by the younger members of all 3 families.
Tre successfully tip-toed away and into the house avoiding helping the fallen bassist. He noticed Mike's bas laying hap-hazard in the entrance hall with no one in sight. It was obvious to him that Billie Joe abandoned them.
Leaving the sounds of Mike's cries behind him, he continued on and into the living room. All the adults were sitting around, glad to have a little peace from the kids. Billie Joe and Adrienne were sitting together on the love seat.
Tre's lovely ex wife Claudia was sitting in a chair in the corner with her new boyfriend David, who Tre quite liked perched on the arm. As a way of greeting he pointed back from where he came. "I think they're killing him out there"
By chance Mike chose that exact time to appear. He was wobbly on his feet, his hair was in complete disarray and his eyes were wide and laced with fear. He appeared to everyone to look like a mental patient. Joey, Jake, Ramona and Frankito stood behind Mike, their eyes wide and innocent.
"Kids, what did you do to your Uncle Mike?"
"We didn't do anything Uncle Billie," Ramona piped up arguing with him.
"Yeah dad! Uncle Mike's just overreacting," Joey concurred excitedly.
Mike started stuttering, turning to each person rapidly looking for support "I didn't...that's not....You...I...I need to lie down!" he squealed, clutching his head in distress and flopping onto the floor.
The kids scrambled past Mike quickly and situated themselves in their previous places. Billie Joe went to help Mike up off the floor and onto a more comfortable area. "Come on. Up you get buddy."
He grabbed onto Mike's forearms tightly and pulled hard. Unable to shift him, Billie Joe took notice to a letter clenched in Mike's hand. Extracting it, he let Mike's upper body fall back to the floor with a bang.
Seeing his wife's name he turned back to see Tre sitting in his seat. Scoffing he held up the envelope for all to see. "Who's it from?" Adie asked. Everyone excluding Mike shrugged in confusion.
"It's from Natasha," Mike said as he picked himself from the floor. Satisfied with this piece of information he hooked his finger under the seal. Before he could even attempt a little tear Mike stole it from him. "It's only for Adie's eyes was all he said. Billie Joe huffed to himself as Adrienne opened the envelope.
She pulled out the letter and began to read as everyone leaned forward eagerly. Thirty seconds into the letter she giggled and turned around. Just as the letter had predicted Billie Joe was situated behind her, trying to read it. Adie dealt him a playful slap.
"Mind your own business," she chided.
"Anything to do with my daughter is my business," he argued but Adrienne had already started reading again. A smile cracked upon Adie's face and became larger as she read more.
Finishing the letter, she replaced it in the envelope and spoke directly to her sons. "Boys." Grins lined their faces at the prospect of getting what they asked for. "You are not getting a dog, so stop trying to get your sister to convince me." Their smiles dropped into frowns and they immediately began concocting another scheme.
Adrienne smiled around at everyone, standing up from her seat, she headed to the kitchen "So who wants a drink?" she asked, politely ignoring Billie Joe look of horror. "Yes Mike. I know you want a coffee," Adie replied before Mike even got the chance to ask.
Everyone went round saying what they wanted. "Honey, what would you like?" she asked her husband kindly. However the only thing that came from Billie Joe's vocal chords were cries of outrage. Without a reply Adie walked off muttering "I'll take that as a coffee."
"Don't worry Beej, you'll find out soon," Tre assured as he lead Billie Joe to his seat. Plonking his ass down, Billie soon followed his example. Everyone started chatting animatedly, about what they thought was in the letter, as Mike riffled through his carry on bag.
He pulled out a digital camera and chucked it to Billie Joe "Check out the pictures from the trip, there's loads of good ones," Billie Joe muttered a thank you and began flicking through.
"We wanna see!" chorused the kids eagerly, Tre pulled out his camera to satisfy them.
Mike went through the photo's explaining them one by one. Billie Joe stopped when he came to a picture of 4 individuals lying on the sand, heads propped up by their arms, smiling widely.
"Is this the band?" he asked quietly.
"Yep," Adie walked in time to hear the last two replies.
"Oooo. I want to see the band," she squealed excitedly depositing the drinks onto the table. She skipped over and sat next to Billie Joe, eyeing the photo with apprehension. Pointing from left to right, Mike began naming them.
"That's Andy with the blond hair - he's the bassist. You know that's Tasha," he started but Adie cut in. "Oh she changed her hair, its gorgeous," Billie Joe chuckled lovingly at his wife's mind. Cocking his eyebrow in annoyance, Mike continued to name them.
"Next to her is Tom..."
"He's the drummer and a real nice guy," Tre put in helpfully.
"Thanks Tre, and lastly Tanisha, she's the 2nd guitarist. Here's a bit of gossip - She is actually dating Tom," Mike informed them.
"The drummer?" Billie confirmed raising his eyebrow.
"Yep."
Billie took a deep breath looking at the photo with longing eyes "They look so happy together, are they?" he asked lifting his eyes to meet Mikes. Tre answered the question proudly, from his position on the floor with the kids.
"They're the best of friends. They're like us, always ready to do anything for each other" Mike nodded, slowly agreeing.
"You'd be so proud Billie. She's so much like you," Billie Joe snorted in contempt towards himself. "That's not a good thing you guys. I'm nothing special." He stood up facing away from everybody in the room, hands on hips, biting his lip.
"Daddy don't say that!" Jakob cried out angrily. Adie stepped towards Billie Joe carefully and gently placing her hand on his shoulder. Hesitating for a second, she began speaking.
"Who wouldn't love to be like you?"
"I can name a few," he cut in abruptly.
"That was a rhetorical question. But Billie Joe, you're an amazing husband, a fantastic musician, a wonderful person, a loving father, a noble son and an obligated friend. You are the loveliest and greatest person that anybody here knows and don't you forget that."
Silence shrouded the room as everybody waited with baited breath to hear Billie's reply. At first the only response from Billie was a sigh as he reached his hand up to place it upon his wife's.
Giving it a soft squeeze he turned round facing everyone once more. Receiving a grin from his best friends, he embraced Adrienne with thanks. Leaning down their lips connected in a loving kiss, moving against each other slowly and sensually.
Jake and Joey groaned as their parents lost themselves in each other's kiss. "Eww. Mum! Dad! That's disgusting." They shielded their eyes as their parents continued to ignore the cries of both Jake and Joey. Breaking apart they settled back down with their drinks, smiles gracing their faces.
Turning all their attention back to Mike and Tre, Ramona asked the question everybody was waiting for.
"So how is Tasha? I haven't seen her in almost forever" Expecting this, Tre pulled his daughter onto his lap, looking at Mike - silently asking him to start.
"She's great. Her band are amazing, you seriously have to watch them play. Make sure you do that Billie," Mike prompted. At Billie's smile he continued.
"We had so much fun together. Her friends are so nice and we smoked some England-grown marijuana and we spent some time with Izzy, her husband Leo and son, Mikey"
A spark lit in the eyes of Billie Joe at the mention of this arch rival - Leo. "Leo?" he asked his voice cold. Tre nodded his head and everybody leaned forward sensing Billie Joe's anger.
"I hate that man, you guys. He's a dick," he pronounced glaring at an imaginary foe.
Tre laughed hysterically at the coincidence "Yeah, I think he feels the same way about you B-J" Billie's eyes widened in awe of what he was being told.
"He hates me!?" he asked astonished at Mike's nod.
"He has no reason. I have a reason to hate him," making hand motions Mike told him to calm down. "What's your reason for hating him?" Claudia asked curiously, unable to contain herself. Billie Joe gave her a 'do you really have to ask' look.
"He's taking my daughter away. Is that good enough? He's trying to love her more than I do. He wants to be like her father." Tears pooled in the green depths of his eyes, threatening to fall. He chocked back a sob and sniffed dejectedly.
"I just don't want my baby not to love me. She means so much and It's kill me to loose her." Everybody stared at the floor not knowing what to say. Seeing his father's pain, Jakob crawled up onto his dads lap, cupping Billie's face in his small hands.
Jake leaned up to his father's ear and whispered softly "Tash-Tash loves you daddy, I know because she told me so." Smiling slightly, Billie Joe wrapped his son in a hug, motioning for Joey to join.
Releasing his sons from his hold, he thanked them for their love and settled back with a brand new smile on his face.
They spent the day hanging out around Billie Joe's house. They talked about everything and everything. Billie Joe, Mike and Tre had band practise in front of everybody for the first time in 3 weeks. They hosted a barbeque for all their friends, put the kids to bed and laughed and joked till the early morning.
Stumbling around the house like 3 old men, Mike, Tre and Billie had drunk too much and it was entirely obvious. They were heading into the living room when Billie Joe just suddenly disappeared. Blinking back his surprise Tre turned round to find Billie lying on the floor; his foot was caught up in a bunch of wire.
"Di... Did I just twrip?" he asked slurring slightly. Tre found this hilariously funny and struggled to get a point across. "Hehe, yep. It....It was Billie wal-walking along and then whoop.... No Billie!" he broke down into giggles at his own anecdote.
Looking down at his own feet, Billie Joe in his drunken daze mistook the wires for snakes. He began kicking out at them furiously shouting "Snakes! Snakes - on my feet! Get them off!"
With a screech Tre flung himself away, hiding behind the couch "Ahh! Snakes. Kill em' Mike," he screamed. Unfortunately snakes were one of Mike's worst fears and the only thing that Mike could do was collapse to the floor in fright.
Billie Joe was wriggling and kicking at the imaginary snakes so much, that he made the lamp that they were attached to go flying and land on the floor with a piercing and startling smash. Even though all 3 was pissed out of their head, they understood what the thundering footsteps meant...They were about to be in big trouble.
Tre's head popped over the rim of the couch long enough for him to shout "Hide! It's the-It's the....Oh just hide!" before he disappeared back behind the couch. Mike ran around the room his eyes flying widely looking for a hiding place, while Billie Joe furiously continued trying to free his feet before he got caught.
Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Mike dash behind the big plant in the corner of the room. Working his hands through the tangles he finally managed to escape the coils of the wire. Hearing the loud footsteps getting closer, he scrambled frantically towards the couch where Tre was.
He was two feet from freedom when the lightswitch was flicked on and he became bathed in light. Halting all movements he waited. Adie's eyes fell onto the shattered mess of her favourite lamp. Gasping she saw Billie Joe on his hands and knees, attempting to be unnoticeable.
"Billie Joe Armstrong! You get here right now." Lowering his head in defeat he hummed the Funeral march to himself as he walked slowly towards his wife. "You broke my Lamp!"
"I'm sorry," he whispered. Adrienne's small hand brushed Billie's hair from his face lovingly
"Thank you," she whispered. Billie Joe's head snapped up in completely surprise.
"I hated that lamp. It was a gift from my mum and I couldn't say I didn't like it," Billie grinned happily. "Well, I guess you're welcome."
Adie sidled up right next to Billie and began stroking his arm "What do you say we go up stairs so I can really thank you?" He let out a giant woohoo and grabbed Adie's arm as they both run up the stairs to their room.
As the sound of their door slamming reached the ears of the two friends downstairs, they began to crawl out of their hiding places with frowns upon their faces. They stood side by side staring at the space that as of a minute ago held Billie Joe and Adrienne.
Mike let out a loud, depressed sigh as he thought of what he could be doing if Tasha was there with them. Tre looked at his friend from the corner of his eye. Turning towards him slightly he cocked his eyebrow "You wanna do it?"
"No" Mike admonished
Tre giggled, "Fair enough." A string of silence rang though the room before Tre started laughing again, "I can't believe you actually thought I wanted to have sex with you."
"Me neither...I miss them all already Tre," he whispered.
"Me too Mike, me too."
Flight 160 just touched down on the tarmac. Tre Cool had fallen asleep on the long flight from England. As they exited the aeroplane Tre almost tripped over his own feet, he was so drowsy.
As they exited the carrying their bags, the honk of a car horn caught their attention. They noticed their friends BMW convertible sitting in the corner of the parking lot. The trunk was already open and waiting for their bags. Placing them in and hopping into the car, they were shocked to see not their friend but his wife behind the wheel.
"Hey Adie. Where's Billie? I thought he was picking us up," Mike asked as Tre was still to dozy to notice it was Adie.
"He was but he needs to pack for his trip to England, so I said I'd come and get you," Adie started the ignition and pulled out onto the road and started driving.
"Your coming to our house for a bit, everybody's there - waiting and eager to hear how Tasha's doing." Both didn't bother arguing, we just let her drive. Halfway through the journey Tre reached from the back and flipped the radio on.
Blink 182's song I miss you came on through the speakers. Mike chuckled at the irony of the song. That sort of shit rarely happens in real life. Tre began to attempt to sing along with Mark Hoppus's voice, but failed miserably. Adie giggled as Tre's voice reached a semi low tone that sounded incredibly freaky.
"You sound like Barry White on helium," she quipped, causing Mike to giggle hysterically. Tre huffed and crossed his arms in defence, jutting out his upper lip like a child. "It's not my fault my voice is too high to sing that part"
"Billie Joe could go that low," Adie stated as a matter of fact. Tre's nostrils flared in offence as he growled low in his throat.
"Yeah well we all can't be like super Billie," Mike snorted into his hand as an image of Billie Joe with a cape, wearing blue boxers over a red spandex suit, popped into his head.
Realising what a funny image he had created, Tre began to laugh with Mike. Adie fought hard to keep the grin from her face but she couldn't and ended up laughing with them. As they grew closer to the Armstrong residence, Mike and Tre grew continuously more excited.
As Adie carefully parked the car Tre jumped out running around in circles like a dog chasing its tail. In his hyperactive state he only just heard Mike called out to him "Tre! Help me with my bags. Billie said I could stay with them while Stella's away." He just skipped up to the door and stuck his head in and called out.
"Hey you lazy fuckers, help Mike with his bags," In no time at all everyone had swarmed out onto the driveway to greet the new arrivals. All the kids surrounded Tre like vultures, jumping, laughing and smiling. While Tre was occupied Billie Joe embraced Mike in a brotherly hug. "Dude stop hugging me and grab my bags you moose."
Billie Joe shrugged his small frame and grabbed one of the bags "Moose? You out of good insults already?" Curling his lip in defeat Mike nodded with a hint of a grin. As Billie dragged the suitcases, it was Mike's turn to get ambushed by the younger members of all 3 families.
Tre successfully tip-toed away and into the house avoiding helping the fallen bassist. He noticed Mike's bas laying hap-hazard in the entrance hall with no one in sight. It was obvious to him that Billie Joe abandoned them.
Leaving the sounds of Mike's cries behind him, he continued on and into the living room. All the adults were sitting around, glad to have a little peace from the kids. Billie Joe and Adrienne were sitting together on the love seat.
Tre's lovely ex wife Claudia was sitting in a chair in the corner with her new boyfriend David, who Tre quite liked perched on the arm. As a way of greeting he pointed back from where he came. "I think they're killing him out there"
By chance Mike chose that exact time to appear. He was wobbly on his feet, his hair was in complete disarray and his eyes were wide and laced with fear. He appeared to everyone to look like a mental patient. Joey, Jake, Ramona and Frankito stood behind Mike, their eyes wide and innocent.
"Kids, what did you do to your Uncle Mike?"
"We didn't do anything Uncle Billie," Ramona piped up arguing with him.
"Yeah dad! Uncle Mike's just overreacting," Joey concurred excitedly.
Mike started stuttering, turning to each person rapidly looking for support "I didn't...that's not....You...I...I need to lie down!" he squealed, clutching his head in distress and flopping onto the floor.
The kids scrambled past Mike quickly and situated themselves in their previous places. Billie Joe went to help Mike up off the floor and onto a more comfortable area. "Come on. Up you get buddy."
He grabbed onto Mike's forearms tightly and pulled hard. Unable to shift him, Billie Joe took notice to a letter clenched in Mike's hand. Extracting it, he let Mike's upper body fall back to the floor with a bang.
Seeing his wife's name he turned back to see Tre sitting in his seat. Scoffing he held up the envelope for all to see. "Who's it from?" Adie asked. Everyone excluding Mike shrugged in confusion.
"It's from Natasha," Mike said as he picked himself from the floor. Satisfied with this piece of information he hooked his finger under the seal. Before he could even attempt a little tear Mike stole it from him. "It's only for Adie's eyes was all he said. Billie Joe huffed to himself as Adrienne opened the envelope.
She pulled out the letter and began to read as everyone leaned forward eagerly. Thirty seconds into the letter she giggled and turned around. Just as the letter had predicted Billie Joe was situated behind her, trying to read it. Adie dealt him a playful slap.
"Mind your own business," she chided.
"Anything to do with my daughter is my business," he argued but Adrienne had already started reading again. A smile cracked upon Adie's face and became larger as she read more.
Finishing the letter, she replaced it in the envelope and spoke directly to her sons. "Boys." Grins lined their faces at the prospect of getting what they asked for. "You are not getting a dog, so stop trying to get your sister to convince me." Their smiles dropped into frowns and they immediately began concocting another scheme.
Adrienne smiled around at everyone, standing up from her seat, she headed to the kitchen "So who wants a drink?" she asked, politely ignoring Billie Joe look of horror. "Yes Mike. I know you want a coffee," Adie replied before Mike even got the chance to ask.
Everyone went round saying what they wanted. "Honey, what would you like?" she asked her husband kindly. However the only thing that came from Billie Joe's vocal chords were cries of outrage. Without a reply Adie walked off muttering "I'll take that as a coffee."
"Don't worry Beej, you'll find out soon," Tre assured as he lead Billie Joe to his seat. Plonking his ass down, Billie soon followed his example. Everyone started chatting animatedly, about what they thought was in the letter, as Mike riffled through his carry on bag.
He pulled out a digital camera and chucked it to Billie Joe "Check out the pictures from the trip, there's loads of good ones," Billie Joe muttered a thank you and began flicking through.
"We wanna see!" chorused the kids eagerly, Tre pulled out his camera to satisfy them.
Mike went through the photo's explaining them one by one. Billie Joe stopped when he came to a picture of 4 individuals lying on the sand, heads propped up by their arms, smiling widely.
"Is this the band?" he asked quietly.
"Yep," Adie walked in time to hear the last two replies.
"Oooo. I want to see the band," she squealed excitedly depositing the drinks onto the table. She skipped over and sat next to Billie Joe, eyeing the photo with apprehension. Pointing from left to right, Mike began naming them.
"That's Andy with the blond hair - he's the bassist. You know that's Tasha," he started but Adie cut in. "Oh she changed her hair, its gorgeous," Billie Joe chuckled lovingly at his wife's mind. Cocking his eyebrow in annoyance, Mike continued to name them.
"Next to her is Tom..."
"He's the drummer and a real nice guy," Tre put in helpfully.
"Thanks Tre, and lastly Tanisha, she's the 2nd guitarist. Here's a bit of gossip - She is actually dating Tom," Mike informed them.
"The drummer?" Billie confirmed raising his eyebrow.
"Yep."
Billie took a deep breath looking at the photo with longing eyes "They look so happy together, are they?" he asked lifting his eyes to meet Mikes. Tre answered the question proudly, from his position on the floor with the kids.
"They're the best of friends. They're like us, always ready to do anything for each other" Mike nodded, slowly agreeing.
"You'd be so proud Billie. She's so much like you," Billie Joe snorted in contempt towards himself. "That's not a good thing you guys. I'm nothing special." He stood up facing away from everybody in the room, hands on hips, biting his lip.
"Daddy don't say that!" Jakob cried out angrily. Adie stepped towards Billie Joe carefully and gently placing her hand on his shoulder. Hesitating for a second, she began speaking.
"Who wouldn't love to be like you?"
"I can name a few," he cut in abruptly.
"That was a rhetorical question. But Billie Joe, you're an amazing husband, a fantastic musician, a wonderful person, a loving father, a noble son and an obligated friend. You are the loveliest and greatest person that anybody here knows and don't you forget that."
Silence shrouded the room as everybody waited with baited breath to hear Billie's reply. At first the only response from Billie was a sigh as he reached his hand up to place it upon his wife's.
Giving it a soft squeeze he turned round facing everyone once more. Receiving a grin from his best friends, he embraced Adrienne with thanks. Leaning down their lips connected in a loving kiss, moving against each other slowly and sensually.
Jake and Joey groaned as their parents lost themselves in each other's kiss. "Eww. Mum! Dad! That's disgusting." They shielded their eyes as their parents continued to ignore the cries of both Jake and Joey. Breaking apart they settled back down with their drinks, smiles gracing their faces.
Turning all their attention back to Mike and Tre, Ramona asked the question everybody was waiting for.
"So how is Tasha? I haven't seen her in almost forever" Expecting this, Tre pulled his daughter onto his lap, looking at Mike - silently asking him to start.
"She's great. Her band are amazing, you seriously have to watch them play. Make sure you do that Billie," Mike prompted. At Billie's smile he continued.
"We had so much fun together. Her friends are so nice and we smoked some England-grown marijuana and we spent some time with Izzy, her husband Leo and son, Mikey"
A spark lit in the eyes of Billie Joe at the mention of this arch rival - Leo. "Leo?" he asked his voice cold. Tre nodded his head and everybody leaned forward sensing Billie Joe's anger.
"I hate that man, you guys. He's a dick," he pronounced glaring at an imaginary foe.
Tre laughed hysterically at the coincidence "Yeah, I think he feels the same way about you B-J" Billie's eyes widened in awe of what he was being told.
"He hates me!?" he asked astonished at Mike's nod.
"He has no reason. I have a reason to hate him," making hand motions Mike told him to calm down. "What's your reason for hating him?" Claudia asked curiously, unable to contain herself. Billie Joe gave her a 'do you really have to ask' look.
"He's taking my daughter away. Is that good enough? He's trying to love her more than I do. He wants to be like her father." Tears pooled in the green depths of his eyes, threatening to fall. He chocked back a sob and sniffed dejectedly.
"I just don't want my baby not to love me. She means so much and It's kill me to loose her." Everybody stared at the floor not knowing what to say. Seeing his father's pain, Jakob crawled up onto his dads lap, cupping Billie's face in his small hands.
Jake leaned up to his father's ear and whispered softly "Tash-Tash loves you daddy, I know because she told me so." Smiling slightly, Billie Joe wrapped his son in a hug, motioning for Joey to join.
Releasing his sons from his hold, he thanked them for their love and settled back with a brand new smile on his face.
They spent the day hanging out around Billie Joe's house. They talked about everything and everything. Billie Joe, Mike and Tre had band practise in front of everybody for the first time in 3 weeks. They hosted a barbeque for all their friends, put the kids to bed and laughed and joked till the early morning.
Stumbling around the house like 3 old men, Mike, Tre and Billie had drunk too much and it was entirely obvious. They were heading into the living room when Billie Joe just suddenly disappeared. Blinking back his surprise Tre turned round to find Billie lying on the floor; his foot was caught up in a bunch of wire.
"Di... Did I just twrip?" he asked slurring slightly. Tre found this hilariously funny and struggled to get a point across. "Hehe, yep. It....It was Billie wal-walking along and then whoop.... No Billie!" he broke down into giggles at his own anecdote.
Looking down at his own feet, Billie Joe in his drunken daze mistook the wires for snakes. He began kicking out at them furiously shouting "Snakes! Snakes - on my feet! Get them off!"
With a screech Tre flung himself away, hiding behind the couch "Ahh! Snakes. Kill em' Mike," he screamed. Unfortunately snakes were one of Mike's worst fears and the only thing that Mike could do was collapse to the floor in fright.
Billie Joe was wriggling and kicking at the imaginary snakes so much, that he made the lamp that they were attached to go flying and land on the floor with a piercing and startling smash. Even though all 3 was pissed out of their head, they understood what the thundering footsteps meant...They were about to be in big trouble.
Tre's head popped over the rim of the couch long enough for him to shout "Hide! It's the-It's the....Oh just hide!" before he disappeared back behind the couch. Mike ran around the room his eyes flying widely looking for a hiding place, while Billie Joe furiously continued trying to free his feet before he got caught.
Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Mike dash behind the big plant in the corner of the room. Working his hands through the tangles he finally managed to escape the coils of the wire. Hearing the loud footsteps getting closer, he scrambled frantically towards the couch where Tre was.
He was two feet from freedom when the lightswitch was flicked on and he became bathed in light. Halting all movements he waited. Adie's eyes fell onto the shattered mess of her favourite lamp. Gasping she saw Billie Joe on his hands and knees, attempting to be unnoticeable.
"Billie Joe Armstrong! You get here right now." Lowering his head in defeat he hummed the Funeral march to himself as he walked slowly towards his wife. "You broke my Lamp!"
"I'm sorry," he whispered. Adrienne's small hand brushed Billie's hair from his face lovingly
"Thank you," she whispered. Billie Joe's head snapped up in completely surprise.
"I hated that lamp. It was a gift from my mum and I couldn't say I didn't like it," Billie grinned happily. "Well, I guess you're welcome."
Adie sidled up right next to Billie and began stroking his arm "What do you say we go up stairs so I can really thank you?" He let out a giant woohoo and grabbed Adie's arm as they both run up the stairs to their room.
As the sound of their door slamming reached the ears of the two friends downstairs, they began to crawl out of their hiding places with frowns upon their faces. They stood side by side staring at the space that as of a minute ago held Billie Joe and Adrienne.
Mike let out a loud, depressed sigh as he thought of what he could be doing if Tasha was there with them. Tre looked at his friend from the corner of his eye. Turning towards him slightly he cocked his eyebrow "You wanna do it?"
"No" Mike admonished
Tre giggled, "Fair enough." A string of silence rang though the room before Tre started laughing again, "I can't believe you actually thought I wanted to have sex with you."
"Me neither...I miss them all already Tre," he whispered.
"Me too Mike, me too."
