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Gay Ice-cream cones in Poker Clubs while She-Dogs are at the Book Store
SO yeah, Fye finds out a few things about Frank, who loses at a game, and Mikey stands up for Gee and Fye against Olivia. Because, YES, that she-dogs re-enters the picture.
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Yeah. I know. Everyone's telling me that I should lay off the ice-cream for a while(like, forever). But.. I just CAN'T! Not anymore, I mean. After everything that's happened... I mean, with my cousin, the half-rape and all that... I just can't really give up my beloved comfort food, y'know?
Oh... And I forgot to say it's been two years since I first started dating Gerard, right? Well, uh, yeah. One year. I HONESTLY never thought we'd get this far. I mean, I thought this would all be that kind of highschool crush crap. But, heh, apparently not. NOT THAT I'M COMPLAINING. I mean, Gee's the best guy around..! He doesn't cheat, he's affectionate, he's got a KILLER voice, a beautiful smile, soft lips...
And, heh, he's QUITE the monster in bed.
So anyways. Today wasn't our 'anniversary', but like, whatever. I was with Gerard and Mikey, and we were just randomly loking around at Barnes and Nobles for books. I, for one, was in DIRE need of a fantasy novel, while Gerad... Well, he's always been into Anne Rice's stuff. Which isn't surprising, since the woman only talks about VAMPIRES.
So we were just randomly screening the shelves, right? And that's when I found a bookd called 'The Last Elf'. The cover was cute; a little elf with a yellow poncho-thingy. I bought it. Turns out it's an AMAZING book. Read it. You'll cry.
So anyways.
Mikey was stil looking for something. In fact, he never really told us WHAT it was he was looking for in the first place. But when he came back with THE widest grin in the world, and a book, something went DING in my head. Wasn't this where he had found...
"The book I stol the group name from." He grinned, and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. He just seemed so damn proud of himself, too!! Gerard, I think, was laughing just because I was laughing. Apparently, my laughter is contagious.
So Ray says. Like I believe him. He's the dude with the 'fro. No one can trust a 'fro.
~~~~~~~~~*~
We were just walking down the streets downtown, all three of us holdign a few bags in hand. Our little stroll at Barnes and Nobles.. Turned out to be sudden shopping spree. Because THEN Gerard spotted the gothic store across the street(which I was NATURALLY atracted to(HELLO people! BLACK!)), and then Mikey spotted something else, and one followed two... So yeah, we ended up spending...
A lot, to say the least.
Well, Gerard and I, at least. Mikey spent what he could. After all, Working at McDonald's isn't what I'd call a millionaire job. Poor kid. He always wreeked grease and junk when he came home.
"Excuse me..!" A girl called me, grabbing my forearm. "Are you Fye Belmont..?" she asked with a smile, her short blonde hair VAGUELY familiar...
"Somehow, I've got a feeling that's a trick question..." I muttered, wrenching my arm out of her grasp. Which is when I felt Gerard's arms wrap around my shoulders from behind.
..OH!
THAT'S IT!
SHE'S the bitch who-
"Leave her alone, Olivia. Leave US alone." Mikey growled. Wow. He's sexy when he's angry. Uh... In that little-brother type of way. Duh. But seriously, Mikey looks totally different when he's mad. It's like... I'unno. It's just weird.
"Oh, and what's little Four-Eyes going to do abou-"
"BITCH!" I screamed, slapping said she-dog across the face.
NO ONE calls Mikey FOUR-EYES. It's not his fucking fault he can't support eye contacts!!
...Neither can I, for that matter. So I totally understand the dude.
"...Fucking little-"
"Go to hell, Olicia." Gerard whispered hoarsely behind me, and I smirked at her aghast expression.
"Oh, and who's going to make me leave, huh? You little tramp! You're nothing but a dipsh-"
And THAT'S when I was surprised. I actually LUNGED for Olivia, but I heard a smack when she fell to the ground, and my hand DIDN'T even touch her. That's when I found out that MIKEY had struck her down. MAN was I proud of little Mini-Way!! I inwardly squealed at my student's success.
"You son of a-"
"Tata, Livy." I said with a smile, dragging Mikey and Gerard away before they beat the crap out of her. Which I am SURE they would have done after she called me a little tramp. Oh, I would've SO punched her face in if Mikey hadn't done it himself..!
~~~~~~~~~*~
"You sure?"
"Yeppers."
"SUUUUURE"
"YES."
"Are you SU-"
"YES FUCK IT JUST SLAM YOUR CARDS DOWN!" I yelled, panting a little at the end of that sentence.
SO! Breifing of the whole situation, Frank, Bob and I were playing poker, but then Bob was annoyed because of Frank and I's constant bickering, so we were left with a fair amount of money(128$ isn't nothing!). And right now, we were both ready to look at our cards, but FRANKIE-POO kept on fucking teasing me and just wouldn't...
ANYWAYS.
"..Okay, so. If I understand this right, you made me wait for about an hour with that smug little grin of yours... To LOSE?!" I laughed, LITERALLY falling out of my chair. I mean, how COOL and FUCKING FUNNY was this?! I mean, Frank makes me wait for hours on end, POSITIVE he's got THE cards to win, and here I am whooping his ass like crazy AND winning 128$!
This had GOT to be my day.
"Rub it in much?"
"TOTALLY." I smirked, getting back up and lsumping dow in my chair. "...Night out at a club anyone?" I asked with a smile, and then everyone was out.
Did I forget to mention we were all eighteen?
...Well, except Mikey. But we could sneak him in. Not like he'd DRINK anything...
~~~~~~~~~*~
"You're SERIOUSLY SURE about this, right?" Gerard whispered to my ear, his arms around my waist as he kissed my neck while we were in the waiting line for the club.
"More confidant that me, and you're God." I snickered, snuggling up to him a little more. Only a few people left before it was our turn. YES, I'd FORCEFULLY dragged Mikey along. Not like Donna would notice; she was out on some business trip or vacation or whatever. Point is, she was OUT. So she would never know Mikey was out at a night club. Haha.
"Cards?" The big guy asked, as Gee and I flipped out our cards. He grunted, and we both proceeded to go inside, to I still peeked through the door, hanging around in the stairs, to see what STUPID thing Frank would come up with to-
OH. FUCKING. CRAP.
There Mikey was, barely flailing his arms anymore, kissing.. No, NOOOOO, FRENCHING. FRANK. I nearly FAINTED at that sight, knowing VERY well that both the guys had girlfriends whom they loved MORE than enough to supply the world in love. But there they were. Kissing the night away. The guard cleared his throat, while Frank glared at him like he'd killed his cat, he flicked out his card, and dragged Mikey inside the guard not saying a word. Ray and Bob followed, blinking like crazy.
"...WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ABOUT YOU FUCKING PEDOPHILE?!" I yelled, throwing myself on Frank, fit up and ready to beat his puny little self to a pulp.
"I did NOT come up with that idea! HE did!"
"...Uh, yeah?"
"...I'm going to go drown this incident in alchohol. Anyone care to follow me?"
And, as a matter of a fact, Bob and Ray followed me to the bar, where we al ordered a bottle of Vodkice each. Nothing better than three of those to be COMPLETELY off to Lala-Land. And I should know. It happened to me once on my 18th birthday.
It was FUN.
"That was fucking weird." Ray sighed, slamming his forehead on the bar.
"...WHY?" I asked, taking an other LARGE mouthful of my favorite liquor, before loking at Ray and Bob, at my left.
"I mean, I know Frank'S having a hard time, but I didn't think it was because he-"
"Say WHAT?!" I scrieched, slamming the bottle on the counter. I could've SWORN I heard it crack.
"...Oh shit, she didn't know." Bob squeaked, baking away."
"Didn't know WHAT?" I growled, inching forward the two lazy-asses.
"...Frank'ShavingahardtimewithJamiabecausehemightthinkhe'sbiorgayIreallydon'tcareallthatmuchsoIthinkhemight'vetesteditoutonMikeytonightDON'T KILL ME!!"
"...That FUCKIN' retard." I shrugged, going back to my original position on my stool, then stiffening. "GAY?!"
"That took her more time than usual.."Bob sighed, taking an other gulp from his glass(he NEVER drink from a bottle. Wtf.).
"That dude is TLAKING to me in the morning." I shrugged again, walking up to the dance floor to find Gee.
...Frank. Gay? Well I'll be. Not that I wouldn't be surprised, by the way he acts around Gerard all the time... Heh. You'd SWEAR those two are fuck friends. But I know better. I'm Gee's only sex toy, bitches! So stay away. Rawr.
Oh... And I forgot to say it's been two years since I first started dating Gerard, right? Well, uh, yeah. One year. I HONESTLY never thought we'd get this far. I mean, I thought this would all be that kind of highschool crush crap. But, heh, apparently not. NOT THAT I'M COMPLAINING. I mean, Gee's the best guy around..! He doesn't cheat, he's affectionate, he's got a KILLER voice, a beautiful smile, soft lips...
And, heh, he's QUITE the monster in bed.
So anyways. Today wasn't our 'anniversary', but like, whatever. I was with Gerard and Mikey, and we were just randomly loking around at Barnes and Nobles for books. I, for one, was in DIRE need of a fantasy novel, while Gerad... Well, he's always been into Anne Rice's stuff. Which isn't surprising, since the woman only talks about VAMPIRES.
So we were just randomly screening the shelves, right? And that's when I found a bookd called 'The Last Elf'. The cover was cute; a little elf with a yellow poncho-thingy. I bought it. Turns out it's an AMAZING book. Read it. You'll cry.
So anyways.
Mikey was stil looking for something. In fact, he never really told us WHAT it was he was looking for in the first place. But when he came back with THE widest grin in the world, and a book, something went DING in my head. Wasn't this where he had found...
"The book I stol the group name from." He grinned, and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. He just seemed so damn proud of himself, too!! Gerard, I think, was laughing just because I was laughing. Apparently, my laughter is contagious.
So Ray says. Like I believe him. He's the dude with the 'fro. No one can trust a 'fro.
~~~~~~~~~*~
We were just walking down the streets downtown, all three of us holdign a few bags in hand. Our little stroll at Barnes and Nobles.. Turned out to be sudden shopping spree. Because THEN Gerard spotted the gothic store across the street(which I was NATURALLY atracted to(HELLO people! BLACK!)), and then Mikey spotted something else, and one followed two... So yeah, we ended up spending...
A lot, to say the least.
Well, Gerard and I, at least. Mikey spent what he could. After all, Working at McDonald's isn't what I'd call a millionaire job. Poor kid. He always wreeked grease and junk when he came home.
"Excuse me..!" A girl called me, grabbing my forearm. "Are you Fye Belmont..?" she asked with a smile, her short blonde hair VAGUELY familiar...
"Somehow, I've got a feeling that's a trick question..." I muttered, wrenching my arm out of her grasp. Which is when I felt Gerard's arms wrap around my shoulders from behind.
..OH!
THAT'S IT!
SHE'S the bitch who-
"Leave her alone, Olivia. Leave US alone." Mikey growled. Wow. He's sexy when he's angry. Uh... In that little-brother type of way. Duh. But seriously, Mikey looks totally different when he's mad. It's like... I'unno. It's just weird.
"Oh, and what's little Four-Eyes going to do abou-"
"BITCH!" I screamed, slapping said she-dog across the face.
NO ONE calls Mikey FOUR-EYES. It's not his fucking fault he can't support eye contacts!!
...Neither can I, for that matter. So I totally understand the dude.
"...Fucking little-"
"Go to hell, Olicia." Gerard whispered hoarsely behind me, and I smirked at her aghast expression.
"Oh, and who's going to make me leave, huh? You little tramp! You're nothing but a dipsh-"
And THAT'S when I was surprised. I actually LUNGED for Olivia, but I heard a smack when she fell to the ground, and my hand DIDN'T even touch her. That's when I found out that MIKEY had struck her down. MAN was I proud of little Mini-Way!! I inwardly squealed at my student's success.
"You son of a-"
"Tata, Livy." I said with a smile, dragging Mikey and Gerard away before they beat the crap out of her. Which I am SURE they would have done after she called me a little tramp. Oh, I would've SO punched her face in if Mikey hadn't done it himself..!
~~~~~~~~~*~
"You sure?"
"Yeppers."
"SUUUUURE"
"YES."
"Are you SU-"
"YES FUCK IT JUST SLAM YOUR CARDS DOWN!" I yelled, panting a little at the end of that sentence.
SO! Breifing of the whole situation, Frank, Bob and I were playing poker, but then Bob was annoyed because of Frank and I's constant bickering, so we were left with a fair amount of money(128$ isn't nothing!). And right now, we were both ready to look at our cards, but FRANKIE-POO kept on fucking teasing me and just wouldn't...
ANYWAYS.
"..Okay, so. If I understand this right, you made me wait for about an hour with that smug little grin of yours... To LOSE?!" I laughed, LITERALLY falling out of my chair. I mean, how COOL and FUCKING FUNNY was this?! I mean, Frank makes me wait for hours on end, POSITIVE he's got THE cards to win, and here I am whooping his ass like crazy AND winning 128$!
This had GOT to be my day.
"Rub it in much?"
"TOTALLY." I smirked, getting back up and lsumping dow in my chair. "...Night out at a club anyone?" I asked with a smile, and then everyone was out.
Did I forget to mention we were all eighteen?
...Well, except Mikey. But we could sneak him in. Not like he'd DRINK anything...
~~~~~~~~~*~
"You're SERIOUSLY SURE about this, right?" Gerard whispered to my ear, his arms around my waist as he kissed my neck while we were in the waiting line for the club.
"More confidant that me, and you're God." I snickered, snuggling up to him a little more. Only a few people left before it was our turn. YES, I'd FORCEFULLY dragged Mikey along. Not like Donna would notice; she was out on some business trip or vacation or whatever. Point is, she was OUT. So she would never know Mikey was out at a night club. Haha.
"Cards?" The big guy asked, as Gee and I flipped out our cards. He grunted, and we both proceeded to go inside, to I still peeked through the door, hanging around in the stairs, to see what STUPID thing Frank would come up with to-
OH. FUCKING. CRAP.
There Mikey was, barely flailing his arms anymore, kissing.. No, NOOOOO, FRENCHING. FRANK. I nearly FAINTED at that sight, knowing VERY well that both the guys had girlfriends whom they loved MORE than enough to supply the world in love. But there they were. Kissing the night away. The guard cleared his throat, while Frank glared at him like he'd killed his cat, he flicked out his card, and dragged Mikey inside the guard not saying a word. Ray and Bob followed, blinking like crazy.
"...WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ABOUT YOU FUCKING PEDOPHILE?!" I yelled, throwing myself on Frank, fit up and ready to beat his puny little self to a pulp.
"I did NOT come up with that idea! HE did!"
"...Uh, yeah?"
"...I'm going to go drown this incident in alchohol. Anyone care to follow me?"
And, as a matter of a fact, Bob and Ray followed me to the bar, where we al ordered a bottle of Vodkice each. Nothing better than three of those to be COMPLETELY off to Lala-Land. And I should know. It happened to me once on my 18th birthday.
It was FUN.
"That was fucking weird." Ray sighed, slamming his forehead on the bar.
"...WHY?" I asked, taking an other LARGE mouthful of my favorite liquor, before loking at Ray and Bob, at my left.
"I mean, I know Frank'S having a hard time, but I didn't think it was because he-"
"Say WHAT?!" I scrieched, slamming the bottle on the counter. I could've SWORN I heard it crack.
"...Oh shit, she didn't know." Bob squeaked, baking away."
"Didn't know WHAT?" I growled, inching forward the two lazy-asses.
"...Frank'ShavingahardtimewithJamiabecausehemightthinkhe'sbiorgayIreallydon'tcareallthatmuchsoIthinkhemight'vetesteditoutonMikeytonightDON'T KILL ME!!"
"...That FUCKIN' retard." I shrugged, going back to my original position on my stool, then stiffening. "GAY?!"
"That took her more time than usual.."Bob sighed, taking an other gulp from his glass(he NEVER drink from a bottle. Wtf.).
"That dude is TLAKING to me in the morning." I shrugged again, walking up to the dance floor to find Gee.
...Frank. Gay? Well I'll be. Not that I wouldn't be surprised, by the way he acts around Gerard all the time... Heh. You'd SWEAR those two are fuck friends. But I know better. I'm Gee's only sex toy, bitches! So stay away. Rawr.
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