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(Door opens , Ray and Gerard enter, looking happier.)

Gerard:(spots Frank with the bagof cookies) "Hey, those are mine, bitch!"

Frank: (grins) "Not anymore, but they rock!"

Gerard: (glares at Frank) "Give me back my cookies!"

Frank: "Sure if you can get them!"

Bob: "Mikey, remind me why I didnt stay at home?"

Mikey: "You're the only one that can play the drums, making you valueable, and your a member of this band."

Bob: "And yet, my dogs might have more intelligence" (looks to Gerard and Frank)

Gerard: (lunges at Frank, misses the bag of cookies) "Give them back damn it!"

Frank: (laughs)"Someones out of shape" (runs around room, and Gerard chases him.)

Gerard: "Am not, Frank give them!" (grabs a hold of Franks hair) "Ah ha! Oww! (Frank grabs hold of Gee's hair)

(From out of nowhere, Bob pulls out video camera, and starts recording.)

Bob: "This is going on Youtube!"

Mikey: "I declare a chick fight!"

Frank: "You bastard, let go of my hair!"

Gerard: NOTE that Gee's hair is very pretty "Drop min motherfucker!" (Frank tightens his grip on Gerards hair) "Owwwwww!" (knees Frank in crotch)

Frank: "Son of a bitch!" (lets go of ees hair, and drops to his knees in pain)

Gerard: "Yes!" (snatches bag out of Franks hand) And... you messed up my hair!" (hurriedly attempts to fix his hair)

Frank: (on ground swearing) "Gerard, how could you, maybe I want children too!"

(Gerards expression softened, he bent down to help Frank up.)

Gerard: "Sorry Frank, but there my cookies, if you had asked, I would have shared!"

(Ray draws an air heart)

Gerard: (flicks of Ray, Ray laughs) "Sorry Frank"

Mikey: (gets bored, picks up Gerasrds mail) "Hey bro, you got hate letter"

Gerard: "Really? I love ahate mail. (reads out loud) "Gerard Way, yu're a poser. Your voice is nasily, Your but is ugly, like your hair. You're a fucking girl!!"

Frank: "Well you do have good legs!"

Gerard: (gasps) "Never say that again...I'll hurt you, but wait theres more" (reads from hate letter) "You fuck men and ducks, how did you ever get a wife, Your a disgrace. "Fuck you!" (puts down hate letter)

Mikey "That's harsh,, who sent that?" (picks letter back up) "Hmmm... some guy named Logan Kelso..."

Bob: (bashes drums to get everyones attention) "People we are having a band meeting! Ray, fix that damn amp, Frank, find your guitar, Gerard write some lyrics!"

Gerard: "No fair, Mikey didn't get in trouble!" (pouts)

Mikey: "Because I'm an anel" (smiles innocently)

Bob: "No, you're not pissing me off, but here throw this away!" (hands him empty red bull can)

Frank: "Ha! Ha!

Mikey: (throws can away) "You people use me too much!"

Bob: "No, you just do what you're told"

Gerard: "No he doesn't! Hey Mikey, lick Franks finger!"

Mikey: "Hell no!"

Gerard: "Told ya!" (gloats)

Bob: "Let's get something done alread!"

THE END!!!!!