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halloween hell
2 Reviewsis firing steven adler a good idea?
Tonight was it. He could no longer take the sleepness nights, the anxiousness to get back into the swing of the music. The stage was calling him and he refused to miss yet another chance.
But wait!, you’re dead.
When they kicked u out the group, u, uh, tried to commit suicide.
And u succeded…..
Stevie sighed as he stared at the house that he once too resided in alongside “the guys”. He too was one of them. It was the fucking drugs, why couldn’t he just put them down?
But what gave them the right? What gave them the right to kick him out? Shyt they all were on drugs. Stevie battled his thoughts on his decision before stalking up to the door but when he got up to it, he couldn’t knock.
Thinking of being denied the right to his beating out the notes of their songs on his pearl drum set made his blood began to boil. He huffed at the memories of being released that flooded his head. He would get them back and Halloween was the perfect time to do it.
Meanwhile inside the house boys are getting ready to go out.
“Slash!” Axl whined. “I can’t find my fairy wings.”
Slash rolled his eyes, he couldn’t figure out why in the hell Axl wanted to be a dayum sugar plum fairy anyway, that was very Stevie-ish. Just thinking of his best friend made his eyes sting. He would have never thought that getting fired would hurt Popcorn so much.
It wasn’t just getting fired that drove him over the edge slash, it was…losing you
“SLASH!” Axl yelled in annoyance causing the curly hair guitarist to jump hard.
“Fuck dude, What!” He snapped and Axl glared at him. He might be being a fairy for Halloween but Axl will dayum sho kick my ass. Slash thought and tried to smoothing his tone “What is it?” he asked calmly.
“Fairy wings!” Axl said putting emphasis on the wings.
“Go check the closet.” He said as Axl groaned and stumped off. Slash just slowly shook his head and finished tying his clown shoes. He was talking about Axl being a fairy and he was going out looking like a dayum fool.
“Hey, u wonder if they celebrate Halloween in heaven?” Duff asked as he strolled causually down the stairs in a blue pimp suit with leopard print lapels. “Cause it would be so awesome, Halloween is like pop-”
“Dude seriously,” Slash interrupted. He rather not think about Steven “popcorn” Adler. He just put his makeup on and didn’t want to have to redo it because of tears.
A rapid knock on the door ripped through the silence that Slash had just created as all heads whipped towards the door. Izzy, the beagle, paddled to the door with a giant smile and opened it expecting to see sum kids in crappy costumes waiting for candy. But instead he saw Stevie.
The shriek that came out of his mouth was a high pitch note that was way off the Richter scale. That can’t be true, he’s dead!
Slash and Duff rushed over to see what the hell happened and upon seeing, Slash gasped heavily as his eyes grew big. His mouth went dry and his voiced backed up into his stomach as it turned. He turned away from the figure in the door as his stomach heaved hard threatening to spew up everything he had ate that day.
“Is this some sick fuckin joke?!” Duff yelled. “Get the fuck outta here!
The anger that was beginning to rise within Seven as he stood at the door came out full force as Duff had just caused him to remember how fresh the wounds of his ultimate rejection still are. He lunged at Duff knocking him to the floor and biting into the flesh of his neck.
Axl came skidding out the room in his light pink tutu to see what all the commotion was about. His pissed expression quickly turned into morbid horror as he saw something on top of Duff digging into his neck as he screamed bloody help but Slash had passed out from the shock and
Izzy was frozen in terror still holding the door open.
Dropping his fairy wand he turned and ran back towards the room with his sparkly pink and green wings bouncing along behind him. But the sound of Duff crying out in agony made him stop as his heart thudded in his throat. He couldn’t let whatever that thing was kill Duff or any of his band mates.
Gathering up the courage to turn back into that living room, Axl inhaled sharply and let out a squeal as he charge head on towards the thing that called itself Steven. He leaped onto its back but the strength of it was greater than him and was sent crashing to the pavement out the door.
Axl moaned in the pain as he slowly opened his eyes to see the “Steven thing” was growling and heading towards him drooling Duff’s blood as Duff twitched uncontrollably in the doorway.
Witout enough time to react, Axl screamed and prepared himself to be eating alive as steven leaped into the air and was set to crash down on him.
“AHHHHHHH!” Axl screamed bolting upright in his bed as his heart thudded in his chest and sweat glazed his skin. Panting at the horror he just endured, he was relieved that it was all a dream.
Sighing heavily he crashed back down onto his bed and stared at the ceiling. Maybe firing Steven isn’t a good idea [//]he thought and shuddered at the thought of his dream coming true.
“Steven will definitely be staying in this group til he dies naturally.” Axl said and snuggled back into his covers to go back to sleep.
But wait!, you’re dead.
When they kicked u out the group, u, uh, tried to commit suicide.
And u succeded…..
Stevie sighed as he stared at the house that he once too resided in alongside “the guys”. He too was one of them. It was the fucking drugs, why couldn’t he just put them down?
But what gave them the right? What gave them the right to kick him out? Shyt they all were on drugs. Stevie battled his thoughts on his decision before stalking up to the door but when he got up to it, he couldn’t knock.
Thinking of being denied the right to his beating out the notes of their songs on his pearl drum set made his blood began to boil. He huffed at the memories of being released that flooded his head. He would get them back and Halloween was the perfect time to do it.
Meanwhile inside the house boys are getting ready to go out.
“Slash!” Axl whined. “I can’t find my fairy wings.”
Slash rolled his eyes, he couldn’t figure out why in the hell Axl wanted to be a dayum sugar plum fairy anyway, that was very Stevie-ish. Just thinking of his best friend made his eyes sting. He would have never thought that getting fired would hurt Popcorn so much.
It wasn’t just getting fired that drove him over the edge slash, it was…losing you
“SLASH!” Axl yelled in annoyance causing the curly hair guitarist to jump hard.
“Fuck dude, What!” He snapped and Axl glared at him. He might be being a fairy for Halloween but Axl will dayum sho kick my ass. Slash thought and tried to smoothing his tone “What is it?” he asked calmly.
“Fairy wings!” Axl said putting emphasis on the wings.
“Go check the closet.” He said as Axl groaned and stumped off. Slash just slowly shook his head and finished tying his clown shoes. He was talking about Axl being a fairy and he was going out looking like a dayum fool.
“Hey, u wonder if they celebrate Halloween in heaven?” Duff asked as he strolled causually down the stairs in a blue pimp suit with leopard print lapels. “Cause it would be so awesome, Halloween is like pop-”
“Dude seriously,” Slash interrupted. He rather not think about Steven “popcorn” Adler. He just put his makeup on and didn’t want to have to redo it because of tears.
A rapid knock on the door ripped through the silence that Slash had just created as all heads whipped towards the door. Izzy, the beagle, paddled to the door with a giant smile and opened it expecting to see sum kids in crappy costumes waiting for candy. But instead he saw Stevie.
The shriek that came out of his mouth was a high pitch note that was way off the Richter scale. That can’t be true, he’s dead!
Slash and Duff rushed over to see what the hell happened and upon seeing, Slash gasped heavily as his eyes grew big. His mouth went dry and his voiced backed up into his stomach as it turned. He turned away from the figure in the door as his stomach heaved hard threatening to spew up everything he had ate that day.
“Is this some sick fuckin joke?!” Duff yelled. “Get the fuck outta here!
The anger that was beginning to rise within Seven as he stood at the door came out full force as Duff had just caused him to remember how fresh the wounds of his ultimate rejection still are. He lunged at Duff knocking him to the floor and biting into the flesh of his neck.
Axl came skidding out the room in his light pink tutu to see what all the commotion was about. His pissed expression quickly turned into morbid horror as he saw something on top of Duff digging into his neck as he screamed bloody help but Slash had passed out from the shock and
Izzy was frozen in terror still holding the door open.
Dropping his fairy wand he turned and ran back towards the room with his sparkly pink and green wings bouncing along behind him. But the sound of Duff crying out in agony made him stop as his heart thudded in his throat. He couldn’t let whatever that thing was kill Duff or any of his band mates.
Gathering up the courage to turn back into that living room, Axl inhaled sharply and let out a squeal as he charge head on towards the thing that called itself Steven. He leaped onto its back but the strength of it was greater than him and was sent crashing to the pavement out the door.
Axl moaned in the pain as he slowly opened his eyes to see the “Steven thing” was growling and heading towards him drooling Duff’s blood as Duff twitched uncontrollably in the doorway.
Witout enough time to react, Axl screamed and prepared himself to be eating alive as steven leaped into the air and was set to crash down on him.
“AHHHHHHH!” Axl screamed bolting upright in his bed as his heart thudded in his chest and sweat glazed his skin. Panting at the horror he just endured, he was relieved that it was all a dream.
Sighing heavily he crashed back down onto his bed and stared at the ceiling. Maybe firing Steven isn’t a good idea [//]he thought and shuddered at the thought of his dream coming true.
“Steven will definitely be staying in this group til he dies naturally.” Axl said and snuggled back into his covers to go back to sleep.
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