Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > The Cake is a Lie
Gerard Way coughed into his sleeve, he had felt a cold coming on, and didn't enjoy it at all. Mikey, Frank and Ray, had all went to get coffee, because Mikey, was dying for some Starbucks. He pulled out a kleenex, and blew his nose. He looked disgusted at his own snot. He hated being sick, but sometimes that happened. He heard Mikey come into the bus, and lifted himself off of the couch.
"Gee?"
"Yea?"
"I got something for you."
He gave Gerard a coffee, which Gerard took gratefully. He slurped on it, and iced coffee filled his mouth. He smiled.
"God, or whoever you are, thank you for making Starbucks!"
"Hey, we're stopping for food, dude. You want anything?"
"Nah, I'm not hungry."
"Gerard Way? NOT HUNGRY?!"
"Shut up, Mikey. I don't feel good!"
"Dude, you NEVER get sick."
"Well, I guess I AM for once."
"God, Gee. I didn't know you being sick got you to turn into a dick!"
"Do you want me to barf all over you?!"
"Not really..."
"Dude," It was Frank. "Put down the Haterade!"
"Shut up, shrimp thrower!" Gerard snapped.
"Shrimp thrower?" Mikey quirked an eyebrow.
"Well, he IS a shrimp, AND he IS known to throw stuff at me."
"Shut up, coffee addict!!"
Frank threw a skittle at Gerard.
"Frankie, Mikey. Just leave Gee alone!" Ray said. The 3 left, and let Gerard have some peace.
Gerard sipped on his coffee, and pulled out his iPhone. He went to Google, and typed up, 'MCR Ferard fanfic'. He went to some fanfiction sites and scrolled through the fics. His eyes widened.
"Shit, how do these crazed fangirls write so crazy shit?:"
He groaned, and went for the fan art, which could be just as bad, or worse. He went on devientart.com, and typed in 'Ferard'. HE saw pictures of him and Frank kissing, holding eachoter, and even a few fics where he was preggers.
he shut the laptop, and slept it off.
"What ever. Those fangirls can do what ever they want!"
Suddenly Frank ran in.
"GEE!! THE CAKE!! THE CAKE!!"
"God Frank, what cake?"
"Oh, its a lie."
"There's no cake."
"So is there a pie?"
"No, actually its true."
"You are confusing me..sir."
Frank tackled Gerard.
"FRANK MOTHERFUCKING IERO!!!!!!!!Gerard Way coughed into his sleeve, he had felt a cold coming on, and didn't enjoy it at all. Mikey, Frank and Ray, had all went to get coffee, because Mikey, was dying for some Starbucks. He pulled out a kleenex, and blew his nose. He looked disgusted at his own snot. He hated being sick, but sometimes that happened. He heard Mikey come into the bus, and lifted himself off of the couch.
"Gee?"
"Yea?"
"I got something for you."
He gave Gerard a coffee, which Gerard took gratefully. He slurped on it, and iced coffee filled his mouth. He smiled.
"God, or whoever you are, thank you for making Starbucks!"
"Hey, we're stopping for food, dude. You want anything?"
"Nah, I'm not hungry."
"Gerard Way? NOT HUNGRY?!"
"Shut up, Mikey. I don't feel good!"
"Dude, you NEVER get sick."
"Well, I guess I AM for once."
"God, Gee. I didn't know you being sick got you to turn into a dick!"
"Do you want me to barf all over you?!"
"Not really..."
"Dude," It was Frank. "Put down the Haterade!"
"Shut up, shrimp thrower!" Gerard snapped.
"Shrimp thrower?" Mikey quirked an eyebrow.
"Well, he IS a shrimp, AND he IS known to throw stuff at me."
"Shut up, coffee addict!!"
Frank threw a skittle at Gerard.
"Frankie, Mikey. Just leave Gee alone!" Ray said. The 3 left, and let Gerard have some peace.
Gerard sipped on his coffee, and pulled out his iPhone. He went to Google, and typed up, 'MCR Ferard fanfic'. He went to some fanfiction sites and scrolled through the fics. His eyes widened.
"Shit, how do these crazed fangirls write so crazy shit?:"
He groaned, and went for the fan art, which could be just as bad, or worse. He went on devientart.com, and typed in 'Ferard'. HE saw pictures of him and Frank kissing, holding eachoter, and even a few fics where he was preggers.
he shut the laptop, and slept it off.
"What ever. Those fangirls can do what ever they want!"
"GEE GUESS WHAT? THE CAKE IS A LIE!"
"God Frank. What cake?"
"Oh, its a lie."
"Wha---?"
Frank jumped on Gerard.
"FRANK MOTHERFUCKING IERO!! WHAT THE HELL?!"
"Whaaat? I'm just having fuuuunnn!!"
"Well your FUN is making ME CRAZY!"
"Soooo whats?"
"Do you want to be puked on?"
"Not really."
"Good. Then leave."
Frank walked away.
Gerard went to the bathroom for some asprin.
"God, I am bored."
"Gerard?"
It was Ray.
"You OK in theere?"
"Yeah. I'm good."
"Gee?"
"Yea?"
"I got something for you."
He gave Gerard a coffee, which Gerard took gratefully. He slurped on it, and iced coffee filled his mouth. He smiled.
"God, or whoever you are, thank you for making Starbucks!"
"Hey, we're stopping for food, dude. You want anything?"
"Nah, I'm not hungry."
"Gerard Way? NOT HUNGRY?!"
"Shut up, Mikey. I don't feel good!"
"Dude, you NEVER get sick."
"Well, I guess I AM for once."
"God, Gee. I didn't know you being sick got you to turn into a dick!"
"Do you want me to barf all over you?!"
"Not really..."
"Dude," It was Frank. "Put down the Haterade!"
"Shut up, shrimp thrower!" Gerard snapped.
"Shrimp thrower?" Mikey quirked an eyebrow.
"Well, he IS a shrimp, AND he IS known to throw stuff at me."
"Shut up, coffee addict!!"
Frank threw a skittle at Gerard.
"Frankie, Mikey. Just leave Gee alone!" Ray said. The 3 left, and let Gerard have some peace.
Gerard sipped on his coffee, and pulled out his iPhone. He went to Google, and typed up, 'MCR Ferard fanfic'. He went to some fanfiction sites and scrolled through the fics. His eyes widened.
"Shit, how do these crazed fangirls write so crazy shit?:"
He groaned, and went for the fan art, which could be just as bad, or worse. He went on devientart.com, and typed in 'Ferard'. HE saw pictures of him and Frank kissing, holding eachoter, and even a few fics where he was preggers.
he shut the laptop, and slept it off.
"What ever. Those fangirls can do what ever they want!"
Suddenly Frank ran in.
"GEE!! THE CAKE!! THE CAKE!!"
"God Frank, what cake?"
"Oh, its a lie."
"There's no cake."
"So is there a pie?"
"No, actually its true."
"You are confusing me..sir."
Frank tackled Gerard.
"FRANK MOTHERFUCKING IERO!!!!!!!!Gerard Way coughed into his sleeve, he had felt a cold coming on, and didn't enjoy it at all. Mikey, Frank and Ray, had all went to get coffee, because Mikey, was dying for some Starbucks. He pulled out a kleenex, and blew his nose. He looked disgusted at his own snot. He hated being sick, but sometimes that happened. He heard Mikey come into the bus, and lifted himself off of the couch.
"Gee?"
"Yea?"
"I got something for you."
He gave Gerard a coffee, which Gerard took gratefully. He slurped on it, and iced coffee filled his mouth. He smiled.
"God, or whoever you are, thank you for making Starbucks!"
"Hey, we're stopping for food, dude. You want anything?"
"Nah, I'm not hungry."
"Gerard Way? NOT HUNGRY?!"
"Shut up, Mikey. I don't feel good!"
"Dude, you NEVER get sick."
"Well, I guess I AM for once."
"God, Gee. I didn't know you being sick got you to turn into a dick!"
"Do you want me to barf all over you?!"
"Not really..."
"Dude," It was Frank. "Put down the Haterade!"
"Shut up, shrimp thrower!" Gerard snapped.
"Shrimp thrower?" Mikey quirked an eyebrow.
"Well, he IS a shrimp, AND he IS known to throw stuff at me."
"Shut up, coffee addict!!"
Frank threw a skittle at Gerard.
"Frankie, Mikey. Just leave Gee alone!" Ray said. The 3 left, and let Gerard have some peace.
Gerard sipped on his coffee, and pulled out his iPhone. He went to Google, and typed up, 'MCR Ferard fanfic'. He went to some fanfiction sites and scrolled through the fics. His eyes widened.
"Shit, how do these crazed fangirls write so crazy shit?:"
He groaned, and went for the fan art, which could be just as bad, or worse. He went on devientart.com, and typed in 'Ferard'. HE saw pictures of him and Frank kissing, holding eachoter, and even a few fics where he was preggers.
he shut the laptop, and slept it off.
"What ever. Those fangirls can do what ever they want!"
"GEE GUESS WHAT? THE CAKE IS A LIE!"
"God Frank. What cake?"
"Oh, its a lie."
"Wha---?"
Frank jumped on Gerard.
"FRANK MOTHERFUCKING IERO!! WHAT THE HELL?!"
"Whaaat? I'm just having fuuuunnn!!"
"Well your FUN is making ME CRAZY!"
"Soooo whats?"
"Do you want to be puked on?"
"Not really."
"Good. Then leave."
Frank walked away.
Gerard went to the bathroom for some asprin.
"God, I am bored."
"Gerard?"
It was Ray.
"You OK in theere?"
"Yeah. I'm good."
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