Gülüsü Dünya Kadardi-ama bizi kurtaramadi (not so ordinary), chapter 7
"Fıne, I'll do it. But not for you, for them, cuz they were being kind to me."
"What did I do? I was kind too."
"Well, not exactly."
"Whatever, you'll do it right?"
"Exactly, it's not kind at all. Luckily I'm not a kind person too, I don't care that much. I'm going to the kitchen now, happy?"
"Sure! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, than-"
"Okayyy, enough!" she said and went off to find the kitchen. Tré was still thanking behind her.
"She said enough man, you're being noisy." Said Billie Joe. Tré just looked at him for a minute like he said something completly weird, then "Okay" he said and went off the garage singing
"roll roll roll a joint... "
"Like I said before, the winners get a shitload of money and make a deal with a recording company. So, what do you think?" said Billie Joe, continued the conversation they're having before Tré and Melis came.
"I think it's awesome! But aren't we a little late? The battle is in a week." Said Mike.
"No, I'll take care of this." He paused a second. "so you're okay with that, I'm sure so is Tré. I'll go and add our name tomorrow."
"Okay, pal."
"Catch it!" Melis shouted from the door. Both Billie Joe and Mike turned to the door and right that time, the "flying" beer can hit Billie Joe's head.
"Ouch!!" he said in pain, while he grabbed the can from the floor and checking if his head's bleeding.
"You're slow." Melis said. "Hey ho! Another one!" she shouted and threw another can to Mike. He caught it, opened and started to drink "Cold beer, nice."
"That's not fair!" Billie Joe whined.
"Noone ever said it is." She said while she opened hers. "I'll bring the food in a minute. Tré, catch it!" she yelled the last time and threw the last can in to the air.
"I'm gonna catch it!" suddenly two arms and a green head came into the garage and caught the beer can. "Yesss!!!"
"Dude how can you be that fast? You even weren't in the garage!"asked Billie Joe.
"Cause I'm the Incredible Man. I have incredible powers. You know what I mean." He said with a grin and a blink in an eye.
"He was standing there for the last 5 minutes." Mike simply said.
"Damn you Mike!" whined Tré.
"And the food!" Melis yelled with the chips in her hands. "Bon apetit!"
She knew that if she wasn't there at that time, she would be so damn bored even I could go blind. Her new friends were funny guys, but the fun was a little bit too much, she was acting weird when she finished her 7th beer. And the same end, she fell asleep on the couch.
***
Micheal Ryan Pritchard, or Mike Dirnt as he liked to be called, woke up with a big headache in the morning. He opened his eyes and found himself half on the couch, half on the floor. "Damn you hangover." He muttered as the noises and ache in his head. When he turned his head, he saw the noises weren't coming only from his head, Melis was cursing loudly.
"Oh fuck it, where's my goddamn shoe?!"
As she looked over to Mike, she was still searching for her left shoe. "Have you seen my shoe? A left black Converse?"
"Good morning to you too."
"Sorry, morning. But I just can't find my fucking shoe. And I fell asleep here last night and I didn't tell my parents that I was gonna be out again, and that's what I always do and they must be freaked out and I don't give a fuck at them and I have a huge headache and I'm sick and I fucking hate hangovers and where's my goddamn shoe?"
"I dunno. But can you please stop yelling at me, you know I have a headache too."
"I'm sorry." And she slapped herself, then shook her head. "Okay back to normal from panic attack."
Mike was in pain but he couldn't help but laughing at her. "Weirdo. That's what you think of me." she simply said.
"You're the weirdest weirdo ever. But that's a good thing. Better than being normal." He said while he was laughing his ass off as he watched Melis tried to get rid of Tré' s arms. He was sleeping on the floor, obviously having a sex dream and hugging Melis' legs, saying perv thing as he usully does. At last Melis got sick of being kind and kicked him softly on his face.
"What did I do? I was kind too."
"Well, not exactly."
"Whatever, you'll do it right?"
"Exactly, it's not kind at all. Luckily I'm not a kind person too, I don't care that much. I'm going to the kitchen now, happy?"
"Sure! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, than-"
"Okayyy, enough!" she said and went off to find the kitchen. Tré was still thanking behind her.
"She said enough man, you're being noisy." Said Billie Joe. Tré just looked at him for a minute like he said something completly weird, then "Okay" he said and went off the garage singing
"roll roll roll a joint... "
"Like I said before, the winners get a shitload of money and make a deal with a recording company. So, what do you think?" said Billie Joe, continued the conversation they're having before Tré and Melis came.
"I think it's awesome! But aren't we a little late? The battle is in a week." Said Mike.
"No, I'll take care of this." He paused a second. "so you're okay with that, I'm sure so is Tré. I'll go and add our name tomorrow."
"Okay, pal."
"Catch it!" Melis shouted from the door. Both Billie Joe and Mike turned to the door and right that time, the "flying" beer can hit Billie Joe's head.
"Ouch!!" he said in pain, while he grabbed the can from the floor and checking if his head's bleeding.
"You're slow." Melis said. "Hey ho! Another one!" she shouted and threw another can to Mike. He caught it, opened and started to drink "Cold beer, nice."
"That's not fair!" Billie Joe whined.
"Noone ever said it is." She said while she opened hers. "I'll bring the food in a minute. Tré, catch it!" she yelled the last time and threw the last can in to the air.
"I'm gonna catch it!" suddenly two arms and a green head came into the garage and caught the beer can. "Yesss!!!"
"Dude how can you be that fast? You even weren't in the garage!"asked Billie Joe.
"Cause I'm the Incredible Man. I have incredible powers. You know what I mean." He said with a grin and a blink in an eye.
"He was standing there for the last 5 minutes." Mike simply said.
"Damn you Mike!" whined Tré.
"And the food!" Melis yelled with the chips in her hands. "Bon apetit!"
She knew that if she wasn't there at that time, she would be so damn bored even I could go blind. Her new friends were funny guys, but the fun was a little bit too much, she was acting weird when she finished her 7th beer. And the same end, she fell asleep on the couch.
***
Micheal Ryan Pritchard, or Mike Dirnt as he liked to be called, woke up with a big headache in the morning. He opened his eyes and found himself half on the couch, half on the floor. "Damn you hangover." He muttered as the noises and ache in his head. When he turned his head, he saw the noises weren't coming only from his head, Melis was cursing loudly.
"Oh fuck it, where's my goddamn shoe?!"
As she looked over to Mike, she was still searching for her left shoe. "Have you seen my shoe? A left black Converse?"
"Good morning to you too."
"Sorry, morning. But I just can't find my fucking shoe. And I fell asleep here last night and I didn't tell my parents that I was gonna be out again, and that's what I always do and they must be freaked out and I don't give a fuck at them and I have a huge headache and I'm sick and I fucking hate hangovers and where's my goddamn shoe?"
"I dunno. But can you please stop yelling at me, you know I have a headache too."
"I'm sorry." And she slapped herself, then shook her head. "Okay back to normal from panic attack."
Mike was in pain but he couldn't help but laughing at her. "Weirdo. That's what you think of me." she simply said.
"You're the weirdest weirdo ever. But that's a good thing. Better than being normal." He said while he was laughing his ass off as he watched Melis tried to get rid of Tré' s arms. He was sleeping on the floor, obviously having a sex dream and hugging Melis' legs, saying perv thing as he usully does. At last Melis got sick of being kind and kicked him softly on his face.
