When Green Day Met Snifflesnort, chapter 1
(Note: All the Green Day guys are still single in this story.)
"Have you guys seen Blue?" Billie Joe asked, walking into the living room where Mike was watching T.V. Tre was running around in circles all around the house screaming after eating about 20 packets of Sweet 'n Low. "Owww!" Billie yelled when Tre ran into him and knocked him onto the ground. "Tre, get off of me!"
"But I know where your guitar is!"
"Where?"
"The evil furbies stole it!"
"Yeah, right, Tre. I'm serious here."
"So am I. They took it to their evil lair in the land of Smerfs."
"Did you see them take it?"
"With my own eyes!"
"Tre, I think it's time to lay off the doughnut sprinkles," Mike said.
"You guys can believe whatever you want, but when the evil furbies capture you and take you to their lair for experimentation, don't ask for my help," Tre left the room and Mike and Billie burst out laughing.
Later that night, all the Green Day guys crashed at Billie's place. Tre was sprawled out on the floor in a peaceful sleep until he heard the back door opening. Now fully awake, he jumped up, grabbed his water gun, and headed towards the noise. When he saw a figure walking slowly through the house, he fired. "Ahhhh! Tre, what the hell are you doing?"
"Billie?" Tre switched on the lights. "What are you doing out so late?"
"Uhhh...I was...sleepwalking. Just out for a midnight walk, until you so rudely woke me up," Tre shot him a confused glance. "Tre, what's with the watergun?"
"I'm protecting myself from the evil furbies."
"Tre, for the last time, there are no...okay what does the land of Smerfs look like then? Tell me about it."
"Well, everything is made of candy. The clouds are cotton candy, and it rains butterscotch. There are flying llamas and a magical moose named Bob. Snifflesnort owns one half of the land of Smerfs. He's a huge furry monster...but a nice one. He has three eyes, two noses, and he believes turkey sandwiches give you nightmares. On the other half of the land of Smerfs is where the evil furbies live. Everything there is poisonous if you eat it and there's an evil marshmellow dragon inside Marshmellow mountain. And if there's anything more evil than the evil furbies, it's Kyra, the evil fairy. You must never look into her eyes or you'll be doomed to the Smerf dungeon forever. It's filled with blue and yellow polka dotted smerfs. I've been battling the south side of the land of Smerfs for years, but I could never get to the Rose Garden."
"What's the Rose Garden?"
"It's where Kyra lives. You have to defeat her to win the battle of the Smerfs. I have a feeling the evil furbies took Blue and gave it to Kyra in the Rose Garden," Tre went to the sink and refilled his water gun.
"Well, then let's go to the land of Smerfs."
"We can't, it's too dangerous."
"Then, I'll go."
"I can't let you, Billie."
"Tre, you seriously need a hobby. One that doesn't include worshiping your Christina Aguilera shrine," Tre gasped.
"How did you know about that?"
"You sing 'Beautiful' into your mascara tube every morning, and I found the hidden room in the studio. It had posters, love letters, and CDs. Did you really think you could hide it from me?"
"No, but you can't go. You'll be eaten by the Smerfs!"
"Where is the entrance to this magical land?"
"Under your bed, but I don't think-"
"When have you been under my bed before?"
"See, you don't know everything!" Tre smiled.
"Fine. then we'll all go. Then we can protect eachother. We'll go first thing in the morning," Tre sighed.
"Fine."
"Have you guys seen Blue?" Billie Joe asked, walking into the living room where Mike was watching T.V. Tre was running around in circles all around the house screaming after eating about 20 packets of Sweet 'n Low. "Owww!" Billie yelled when Tre ran into him and knocked him onto the ground. "Tre, get off of me!"
"But I know where your guitar is!"
"Where?"
"The evil furbies stole it!"
"Yeah, right, Tre. I'm serious here."
"So am I. They took it to their evil lair in the land of Smerfs."
"Did you see them take it?"
"With my own eyes!"
"Tre, I think it's time to lay off the doughnut sprinkles," Mike said.
"You guys can believe whatever you want, but when the evil furbies capture you and take you to their lair for experimentation, don't ask for my help," Tre left the room and Mike and Billie burst out laughing.
Later that night, all the Green Day guys crashed at Billie's place. Tre was sprawled out on the floor in a peaceful sleep until he heard the back door opening. Now fully awake, he jumped up, grabbed his water gun, and headed towards the noise. When he saw a figure walking slowly through the house, he fired. "Ahhhh! Tre, what the hell are you doing?"
"Billie?" Tre switched on the lights. "What are you doing out so late?"
"Uhhh...I was...sleepwalking. Just out for a midnight walk, until you so rudely woke me up," Tre shot him a confused glance. "Tre, what's with the watergun?"
"I'm protecting myself from the evil furbies."
"Tre, for the last time, there are no...okay what does the land of Smerfs look like then? Tell me about it."
"Well, everything is made of candy. The clouds are cotton candy, and it rains butterscotch. There are flying llamas and a magical moose named Bob. Snifflesnort owns one half of the land of Smerfs. He's a huge furry monster...but a nice one. He has three eyes, two noses, and he believes turkey sandwiches give you nightmares. On the other half of the land of Smerfs is where the evil furbies live. Everything there is poisonous if you eat it and there's an evil marshmellow dragon inside Marshmellow mountain. And if there's anything more evil than the evil furbies, it's Kyra, the evil fairy. You must never look into her eyes or you'll be doomed to the Smerf dungeon forever. It's filled with blue and yellow polka dotted smerfs. I've been battling the south side of the land of Smerfs for years, but I could never get to the Rose Garden."
"What's the Rose Garden?"
"It's where Kyra lives. You have to defeat her to win the battle of the Smerfs. I have a feeling the evil furbies took Blue and gave it to Kyra in the Rose Garden," Tre went to the sink and refilled his water gun.
"Well, then let's go to the land of Smerfs."
"We can't, it's too dangerous."
"Then, I'll go."
"I can't let you, Billie."
"Tre, you seriously need a hobby. One that doesn't include worshiping your Christina Aguilera shrine," Tre gasped.
"How did you know about that?"
"You sing 'Beautiful' into your mascara tube every morning, and I found the hidden room in the studio. It had posters, love letters, and CDs. Did you really think you could hide it from me?"
"No, but you can't go. You'll be eaten by the Smerfs!"
"Where is the entrance to this magical land?"
"Under your bed, but I don't think-"
"When have you been under my bed before?"
"See, you don't know everything!" Tre smiled.
"Fine. then we'll all go. Then we can protect eachother. We'll go first thing in the morning," Tre sighed.
"Fine."
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