I'm Sorry- A Slipknot Story

Chapter 58

-after makeup-

I get done with Sid and he stands, walking out and back to the living room. I walk out and back to the living room, seeing the guys dolled up like women.

"What else," I say out loud. The guys look at me with wide eyes, trying to stop me from thinking of anything else.

"Ah, shoes," I say, turning to them and picking a pair up.

"Sid," I say. He walks to me and I set them next to me, letting him put them on with my shoulder as leverage.

"Joey," I say. I set the shoes down and he puts them on, walking back with more of a sway of the hips.

"Paulie," I say. I set the shoes down and he puts them on, picking up the dress skirt and walking back.

"Chris," I say. I set the shoes down and he puts them on, grumbling as he walks back.

"Jim," I say. I set them on the floor and he puts them on, smoothing out his dress as he walks back.

"Craig," I say. I set them down and he puts them on, adjusting his shoulder pieces after.

"Shawn," I say. I set them down and he puts them on, rolling his eyes as he walks back.

"Mick," I say. I set them down and he puts them on, shimmying the front up on his dress after.

"And lastly, Corey," I say. I set them down and he grumbles the whole time he puts them on, smoothing out his sleeves after he gets back to his spot.

"Okay, before we go," I start, all of the girls and me laughing at our creations. They cross their arms and roll their eyes, waiting for us to stop.

"Done yet," Corey asks.

"Yeah," I say. I stand up and walk to the door, whistling for Sakari. She runs in and I put her leash on her, opening the door. The guys walk out with their others dragging them out, and I leave after.

"We're getting you back," Sid says, walking next to me and Sakari.

"Really? I had no idea," I say sarcastically.

"But hey, do you like the dress," I ask.

"Kinda actually. I feel the nice draft up my skirt. I see why you women wear skirts a lot," he says, making me laugh.

"Are you wearing anything under it," I ask.

"No. Should I," he asks.

"Well, first it's not a kilt, second you're lucky it's not a mini skirt and third you should probably wear something under it," I say. The guys look back at me and I facepalm, it dawning on me that none of them are wearing some sort of underwear under the skirt.

"Tell me why none of you guys have something under your dresses," I ask.

"Sometimes your nuts just need a much needed breeze," Shawn says.

"What the fuck is wrong with all of you," I ask, shaking my head and looking down.

"What I should be asking is how the fuck did you guys get a girl," I ask.

"Looks," Joey says, half smiling.

"And something else," Sid mumbles, leaning over to me.

"Something you don't have," I retort, pushing him away.

"Ouch," he says.

-after humiliating the guys for 3 hours-

"Can we get out of these now," Corey asks.

"Yeah. Put your shoes and dresses on the table," I say. I unleash Sakari and she follows me to the living room, me seeing all of them back in their clothes and groaning about their feet.

"Quit whining ya bunch of babies," I say, taking off my shoes and sitting between Sid and Joey. Sid becomes a cling-on, making the girls 'aww' as they sit on the floor opposite of us

"The tour wasn't as good without you," Sid says.

"Because," I drag out.

"Because of two reasons. I couldn't hug you and I couldn't cling for heat," he says, making me laugh and hug him.

"It wasn't as good without you for all of us. But, on the plus side, my braids are still in," Joey says. I look over and his braids are loose enough to redo, making me want to do something else.

"Not for long," I say. 

I shake Sid off and turn to Joey, who lets me take out the braids and do a DNA braid. It only took a couple minutes, but in that time Sid started to braid my hair. He leaves the two chunks of hair over my shoulders and making a tight-ish braid. I tie Joey's braid and Sid yawns, making me smile.

"Is the cling-on that we call Sid getting tired," I ask, making him object to it like a child.

"I'm not tired," he whines, obviously tired from how slow he moves.

"You're really reverting back to your child side if you're saying that. So you're tired," I say.

"But I'm... not," he whines, yawning between his words.

"Object all you want, but you're going to be out in about 5 minutes," I say.

"Maybe not 5," Scarlett says. 

I look behind me and he's paused with my hair in his hands, mid braid. I take my hair and tie it off, Scarlett saying she'd take him to his house. She picks him up and leaves, the girls saying they're going home.

"Night," I say. I close the door and walk back to the guys and sat where I was before, feeling really at home.