It All Started At Cookie Time, chapter 14
*Monday*
"Joey, time to get up for school," I said shaking him awake. Joey groaned and rolled over.
"No," he said from underneath the covers.
"Yes, Joey come on you have to get up for school." I hate having to get them up for school. All I can ever think of is how much I hated getting woken up when I was a kid. Of course Adie made me wake up the "preteen" while she wakes up the 8 year old who will get up in no time.
"Okay, fine I'm up. Happy?" he said sitting up.
"Yeah, now get down stairs Mom made you breakfast. I am gonna take you guys to school today on the way to the studio, okay?"
"Yeah that's fine, but don't do anything to get yourself noticed." Joey is in his first year at the middle school and is trying hard not to be labeled as "The Rock Star's Kid".
"Jakob has it easy," Joey always tells us "The kids in his class never heard of your band or even if they have they don't know who you are."
A half hour later both boys were dressed and ready to go.
"All right guys into the car," I said. "Bye, Honey." I gave Adrienne a quick kiss and got the boys in the car.
I dropped Joey off at his school and Jakob off at his and then drove to the studio. Mike was the only one there when I walked in the door.
"Hey Mike, where's Rob and the guys?" I asked
"Um, only Rob is coming in today because it is like a review day but he called and said he was gonna be a little late. Trè is on his way," he said putting down his bass.
Just then Trè walked in the door holding a huge bag.
"Hey guys you never will guess what I found at the costume place yesterday. Hold on let me put it on." Trè turned around but I looked around and saw Trè pull and put on something to make his stomach look bigger.
"Oh my god Trè! You look like you are pregnant," I said pointing and laughing at him. Mike looked up and starting cracking up.
"Well that explains why a couple months ago you were puking a lot," I managed to get out.
Trè looked down at his large stomach.
"I guess Adrienne and Claudia were wrong, it wasn't food poisoning," Trè said walking around and tripping. "This is weird, I can't see my feet. How did our wives do it for so long?"
"I don't know. Hey, I bet you can't wear that thing for an hour without walking into anything"
"I bet I can. I bet I can act like I am pregnant for an hour... no a DAY in the studio without walking in to anything and or taking this off."
"50 bucks says you can't," said Mike making the bet more interesting.
"I can too. Billie thinks I can do it, Don'tcha?"
"Sorry Trè I am with Mike on this one. Don't you remember how much Claudia complained? You always came and told us how sick of it you were. And you can take it off when ever. I'll give it... an hour, maybe an hour and a half." I said
"Just tell me what I gotta do and I will do it. If I do 50 bucks from both of you, if I can't then I will give you each 50 bucks. Fair?"
We shook hands on it and started a list of things Trè had to do to complete the bet.
"Okay, so what happened when our wives were pregnant?" Mike asked sitting down on the couch.
"Mood Swings!" I sang.
"Well, Claudia and Lisea Threw up. Like, a lot," Trè said
"As did Ana," Mike said
"And we know that Adie did," I said remembering the year we learned that pregnant women and tour don't mix. The room went quiet as we tried to remember the little things our wives did.
"Oh yeah, I remember that Claudia ate a lot of weird foods. She would say 'Trè, honey can you go to the store and get some, insert random food here. I am just craving it.'" Trè said speaking in a girly voice as he mimicked his ex-wife.
Mike wrote down the requirements for the dare.
"Okay but Trè, anything you do on this list today, has to be completely random and out of the blue," Mike said.
"Alright," he said sighing.
"Wait, hold on Trè, you can't wear that thing on the outside of your shirt," I said
"Oh yeah," he said looking down at his stomach.
"Take that off and we will go to the store and you a shirt," Mike said. "To the Green Day mobile!"
We put down our stuff and ran out into the parking lot.
"Wait," said Trè stopping "We can't go out like this, not to get a maternity shirt. Think about the rumors that will spread, especially about you two. Billie you wouldn't want people to get the wrong idea about Adrienne, and Mike, what about Brittany?"
"Trè, you just had a brilliant idea," Mike said.
"Since when does that happen?" I said seriously.
"Okay so go inside and wash off the eyeliner and grab some hats and sunglasses," Mike said.
"To the studio!" Trè yelled. We went back into the studio and Trè and I went to the sink in the bathroom to wash off our eyeliner.
"Dammit!" Trè said "I poked my eye!"
"Ha ha!" I said pointing and laughing at my friend. He always laughs when I poke my eye putting on or taking off make up.
We finished up and put on hats and sunglasses so no one would recognize us.
"Back to the Green Day Mobile!" Trè yelled and we went outside to the parking lot.
"Wait," I said "Whose car is the Green Day Mobile?"
"Mine!" said Trè.
We got into his car and drove to the nearest clothing store and went inside.
"Billie, this feels weird," Trè said as we walked into the store and to the maternity section. Elevator music played as we walked down the isle. "Everyone is staring and smiling at us."
"They are trying to figure out which one of us is the bad boy that knocked up their girlfriend," Mike said trying not to laugh "'Cause I mean, we don't look a day over 25 there is no way we can be married."
"You don't look that young," Trè said rolling his eyes.
"He was being sarcastic," I said hitting his arm. I went over to the rack stacked with short sleeved shirts and picked out a pink one that looked like it would fit Trè. "What about this shirt? Isn't it pretty?"
"I have dressed in drag before but never was pregnant and in drag. Yeah this one is good. Love the color," he added, acting like a preppy teenager.
We bought the shirt and drove back to the studio. Trè put on his "outfit" and we sat around and practice some stuff for the new album.
"How does this sound Billie? I was fooling around with my bass last night and thought of it," said Mike Playing a bass line to go with my guitar for a new the song we were working on.
"I like it; can you play it faster so I can hear it with my guitar?" Mike played the same chords faster and I picked up with my guitar.
"That sounds good," said Trè walking into the room.
"Eww, Trè, What are you eating?" I said.
"Ice Cream and pickles on the side. I was just craving it," he said shoving some in front of our faces.
"Dude, that is so gross," Mike said pushing Trè away. "That is such a waste of ice cream."
"Anything for the dare," he said.
"Yeah but don't waste ice cream if you are gonna do it. That was the good one too," Mike said.
*An Hour Later*
*Adie's POV*
I walked in to the studio. I decided to come visit the guys and bring them lunch and stuff. Right As I opened the door I had seen the back of Tre's head duck behind a door and Billie and Mike follow.
"Hello?" I called. I heard talking from the bathroom, so I walked in the door way. Trè was sitting on the floor with his in the toilet and Mike and Billie Joe were laughing. "Billie Joe Armstrong and Michael Ryan Pritchard! Stop Laughing at Trè and be nice to your friend!"
I walked over to Trè and put a hand on his back.
"Are you alright Trè?" I asked
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said looking at me and standing up.
"Is poor Trè having morning sickness at 12:30 in the afternoon?" I said looking at his large stomach. "Did you loose a bet or something?"
"Actuality, Mrs. Armstrong, I am doing this to win a bet, with your husband and his friend here," he said and began to explain the dare and its requirements and he explained that what he was just doing was for their dare.
"Billie! Why did you bet 50 bucks on this?" I said hitting his arm. "I feel bad Trè; I didn't like being that huge but okay whatever you have to do to get through your day."
"Are you calling me fat?" Trè said pretending to cry. He ran over and buried his face in Billie's shoulder.
"Nice Adie, see what you did?" Billie said and then mouth 'mood swing' and winked.
"I'm sorry Trè," I said sadly. "I know how you feel."
"Okay, come here," Billie said Pulling my into a group hug with Trè.
"Fine, be like that," Mike said. I pulled him into our hug and then I heard the door open and Rob walked in.
"I hope I am not interrupting anything," he said.
We looked up and saw Rob and we broke away from our hug.
"So um, wow. Did I miss something?" he said walking in looking down at Trè's stomach. We laughed and the guys got to work.
"Joey, time to get up for school," I said shaking him awake. Joey groaned and rolled over.
"No," he said from underneath the covers.
"Yes, Joey come on you have to get up for school." I hate having to get them up for school. All I can ever think of is how much I hated getting woken up when I was a kid. Of course Adie made me wake up the "preteen" while she wakes up the 8 year old who will get up in no time.
"Okay, fine I'm up. Happy?" he said sitting up.
"Yeah, now get down stairs Mom made you breakfast. I am gonna take you guys to school today on the way to the studio, okay?"
"Yeah that's fine, but don't do anything to get yourself noticed." Joey is in his first year at the middle school and is trying hard not to be labeled as "The Rock Star's Kid".
"Jakob has it easy," Joey always tells us "The kids in his class never heard of your band or even if they have they don't know who you are."
A half hour later both boys were dressed and ready to go.
"All right guys into the car," I said. "Bye, Honey." I gave Adrienne a quick kiss and got the boys in the car.
I dropped Joey off at his school and Jakob off at his and then drove to the studio. Mike was the only one there when I walked in the door.
"Hey Mike, where's Rob and the guys?" I asked
"Um, only Rob is coming in today because it is like a review day but he called and said he was gonna be a little late. Trè is on his way," he said putting down his bass.
Just then Trè walked in the door holding a huge bag.
"Hey guys you never will guess what I found at the costume place yesterday. Hold on let me put it on." Trè turned around but I looked around and saw Trè pull and put on something to make his stomach look bigger.
"Oh my god Trè! You look like you are pregnant," I said pointing and laughing at him. Mike looked up and starting cracking up.
"Well that explains why a couple months ago you were puking a lot," I managed to get out.
Trè looked down at his large stomach.
"I guess Adrienne and Claudia were wrong, it wasn't food poisoning," Trè said walking around and tripping. "This is weird, I can't see my feet. How did our wives do it for so long?"
"I don't know. Hey, I bet you can't wear that thing for an hour without walking into anything"
"I bet I can. I bet I can act like I am pregnant for an hour... no a DAY in the studio without walking in to anything and or taking this off."
"50 bucks says you can't," said Mike making the bet more interesting.
"I can too. Billie thinks I can do it, Don'tcha?"
"Sorry Trè I am with Mike on this one. Don't you remember how much Claudia complained? You always came and told us how sick of it you were. And you can take it off when ever. I'll give it... an hour, maybe an hour and a half." I said
"Just tell me what I gotta do and I will do it. If I do 50 bucks from both of you, if I can't then I will give you each 50 bucks. Fair?"
We shook hands on it and started a list of things Trè had to do to complete the bet.
"Okay, so what happened when our wives were pregnant?" Mike asked sitting down on the couch.
"Mood Swings!" I sang.
"Well, Claudia and Lisea Threw up. Like, a lot," Trè said
"As did Ana," Mike said
"And we know that Adie did," I said remembering the year we learned that pregnant women and tour don't mix. The room went quiet as we tried to remember the little things our wives did.
"Oh yeah, I remember that Claudia ate a lot of weird foods. She would say 'Trè, honey can you go to the store and get some, insert random food here. I am just craving it.'" Trè said speaking in a girly voice as he mimicked his ex-wife.
Mike wrote down the requirements for the dare.
"Okay but Trè, anything you do on this list today, has to be completely random and out of the blue," Mike said.
"Alright," he said sighing.
"Wait, hold on Trè, you can't wear that thing on the outside of your shirt," I said
"Oh yeah," he said looking down at his stomach.
"Take that off and we will go to the store and you a shirt," Mike said. "To the Green Day mobile!"
We put down our stuff and ran out into the parking lot.
"Wait," said Trè stopping "We can't go out like this, not to get a maternity shirt. Think about the rumors that will spread, especially about you two. Billie you wouldn't want people to get the wrong idea about Adrienne, and Mike, what about Brittany?"
"Trè, you just had a brilliant idea," Mike said.
"Since when does that happen?" I said seriously.
"Okay so go inside and wash off the eyeliner and grab some hats and sunglasses," Mike said.
"To the studio!" Trè yelled. We went back into the studio and Trè and I went to the sink in the bathroom to wash off our eyeliner.
"Dammit!" Trè said "I poked my eye!"
"Ha ha!" I said pointing and laughing at my friend. He always laughs when I poke my eye putting on or taking off make up.
We finished up and put on hats and sunglasses so no one would recognize us.
"Back to the Green Day Mobile!" Trè yelled and we went outside to the parking lot.
"Wait," I said "Whose car is the Green Day Mobile?"
"Mine!" said Trè.
We got into his car and drove to the nearest clothing store and went inside.
"Billie, this feels weird," Trè said as we walked into the store and to the maternity section. Elevator music played as we walked down the isle. "Everyone is staring and smiling at us."
"They are trying to figure out which one of us is the bad boy that knocked up their girlfriend," Mike said trying not to laugh "'Cause I mean, we don't look a day over 25 there is no way we can be married."
"You don't look that young," Trè said rolling his eyes.
"He was being sarcastic," I said hitting his arm. I went over to the rack stacked with short sleeved shirts and picked out a pink one that looked like it would fit Trè. "What about this shirt? Isn't it pretty?"
"I have dressed in drag before but never was pregnant and in drag. Yeah this one is good. Love the color," he added, acting like a preppy teenager.
We bought the shirt and drove back to the studio. Trè put on his "outfit" and we sat around and practice some stuff for the new album.
"How does this sound Billie? I was fooling around with my bass last night and thought of it," said Mike Playing a bass line to go with my guitar for a new the song we were working on.
"I like it; can you play it faster so I can hear it with my guitar?" Mike played the same chords faster and I picked up with my guitar.
"That sounds good," said Trè walking into the room.
"Eww, Trè, What are you eating?" I said.
"Ice Cream and pickles on the side. I was just craving it," he said shoving some in front of our faces.
"Dude, that is so gross," Mike said pushing Trè away. "That is such a waste of ice cream."
"Anything for the dare," he said.
"Yeah but don't waste ice cream if you are gonna do it. That was the good one too," Mike said.
*An Hour Later*
*Adie's POV*
I walked in to the studio. I decided to come visit the guys and bring them lunch and stuff. Right As I opened the door I had seen the back of Tre's head duck behind a door and Billie and Mike follow.
"Hello?" I called. I heard talking from the bathroom, so I walked in the door way. Trè was sitting on the floor with his in the toilet and Mike and Billie Joe were laughing. "Billie Joe Armstrong and Michael Ryan Pritchard! Stop Laughing at Trè and be nice to your friend!"
I walked over to Trè and put a hand on his back.
"Are you alright Trè?" I asked
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said looking at me and standing up.
"Is poor Trè having morning sickness at 12:30 in the afternoon?" I said looking at his large stomach. "Did you loose a bet or something?"
"Actuality, Mrs. Armstrong, I am doing this to win a bet, with your husband and his friend here," he said and began to explain the dare and its requirements and he explained that what he was just doing was for their dare.
"Billie! Why did you bet 50 bucks on this?" I said hitting his arm. "I feel bad Trè; I didn't like being that huge but okay whatever you have to do to get through your day."
"Are you calling me fat?" Trè said pretending to cry. He ran over and buried his face in Billie's shoulder.
"Nice Adie, see what you did?" Billie said and then mouth 'mood swing' and winked.
"I'm sorry Trè," I said sadly. "I know how you feel."
"Okay, come here," Billie said Pulling my into a group hug with Trè.
"Fine, be like that," Mike said. I pulled him into our hug and then I heard the door open and Rob walked in.
"I hope I am not interrupting anything," he said.
We looked up and saw Rob and we broke away from our hug.
"So um, wow. Did I miss something?" he said walking in looking down at Trè's stomach. We laughed and the guys got to work.
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