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10th November, 1894 Missouri, USA
"You look happy."
I realised that the grin on my brother's face was irritating me. He could be happy so easily... and he was allowed to drink.
It was a miracle that I'd lasted so long.
"You look depressed," Mikey noted, his smile disappearing off his childish face. "I thought we were going to talk today..."
"Mm, go ahead," I leaned against the wall, cracking my neck slowly. "Will you get me a drink?"
"No," he snapped, suddenly tense. I looked at him with one eyebrow raised, and he relaxed a little, letting out a long sigh that trembled along his lanky frame. "Water, then."
"What, you thought I meant beer?" I snickered, even though I was desperate. "No. Water will do."
I watched him disappear, and looped my arms around my knees, cradling them against my chest. I knew I wasn't going to last more than two days. But I didn't want to say; I'd promised him.
I'd always broken my promises. Every single
Chapter 3: Jokes and tricksMore Like This
I quickly took of my top because it was getting way to hot in here (wink, wink.) then I heard Rachel's loud voice say "Walking the Green (Day) mile" I giggled, flung my door open, and held my hand up to Rachel, in the position of a gun, I then said in a deep voice,
"Look alive sunshine" making Rachel giggle then she commented
"wow you guys have to name a song that in your next album" I nodded, then thought to myself, 'hmm whats a corny pick up line that I can use to invite her into my room?' instead I decided that I would carry her in, I picked her up bridal style, and carried her in, her arms immediately wrapped around my neck, and I felt her body tense.
We got over to the bed, and I carefully placed her down on it, I sat down next to her, then said
"so do you want to watch a movie, or something?" she nodded in agreement, and said
"Sure! What one?? You choose" I nodded got up off the bed, grabbed my box of movie's, walked back over to the bed, instead of sitting b
I Promise. Epilogue"Hey, Ray, you should come see this." I looked up from the notes I had been reading to see my cousin Victoria in the doorway. There was a significant frown upon her face, her eyebrows knitted together. I wondered what could have possibly bothered her that much. Despite the recent occurrences, she was a generally bubbly girl who would have had a lot of potential. Too bad the government had to go and fuck everything up.More Like This
My father had come home one day, ready to collapse onto the floor. When my mother and I rushed to help him, he had pushed us away, claiming that there was neither hope for him nor the rest of government for they were damned.
"We sold out. We sold out." Was what he kept repeating over and over. My mother and I helped him over to the couch against his will. My mother then left to go make a strong drink for him; he was definitely in need of one.
"What happened, D
Purple PaintThe old can of Power Pup spun and twirled in the air as the ray gun's blasts hit it repeatedly. Finally, it split into several pieces, chunks of light metal crashing against the sandy desert.More Like This
"That last blast was all me!" Gerard exclaimed, fist pumping the air in victory.
"Was not!" Mikey, Gerard's twin brother, pouted, looking down at his white ray gun. Show Pony had decided they were old enough now to own their own ray guns. Mikey had yet to decide how he wanted to decorate it; Gerard had gone crazy and added all sorts of colours on his.
"Was too!" Gerard stuck his tongue out at Mikey. He had learned this gesture from one of the picture's in his Grandfather's room. In it, his Uncle Frank had been sticking his tongue out at the camera, and Gerard had decided it was now the 'cool' thing to do.
"Uncle Pony, who shot it?" Mikey raised his head to look up at the aging man. At that moment, h
Jet Star's story: Epilogue"Grandpa!"More Like This
"Grandpa! Uncle Pony's back!" I swiveled around to see two eager little boys rushing towards me.
I let a small smile fall upon my face, but inside, I was panicking. Show Pony wasn't supposed to be back so soon, raids or no raids. If it was so important, he would have just radioed me in, not run back here.
"Did you boys see him while you were mailing your letters?" I asked, trying to remain calm. Everything would be explained in a couple of minutes or so. Even eight year olds would have picked up on if Show Pony was seriously in danger or not, and they weren't showing any signs of trauma.
"Yeah!" Gerard climbed up on my lap, a large grin covering his slightly tan face. Skin colour was definitely a trait he and Michael had received from their father. Glamour Skull was never one to tan.
"We saw a dust cloud-" Mikey had climbed up on the other side of my lap, an identical grin on h
Jet Star's story: 1I let out a groan as another BL/ind commercial appeared on the TV. I picked up the remote and turned it off, before leaning back against the unfamiliar chair. We had decided to take up a temporary place, and what we had available was a home that a woman had left for the week so she could go to a small vacation at the headquarters. How fun must that be.More Like This
"Hey, Gerard? We should probably get moving. The commercials are getting worse and I've been seeing a lot of movement down below." I called out. He and Mikey were currently in the bathroom with Frank, doing who knew what.
"Give us 'bout half an hour, okay?" He stepped out of the bathroom, deep red goo smeared into his hair and a smirk planted on his face. I raised an eyebrow at his appearance, causing him to laugh. "I figured, if we're officially gonna be outcasts, we should change our appearances. Make it harder