Short Stories for Slipknot (totally legit)

Its Art Baby!

Shawns POV
As much as you appreciated the talent Corey brought to the band he could really be a dick. He was an amazing song writer and he knew what was up it was just his attitude. You were on the end of your rope especially after a not so nice review left by Corey about one of your paintings.
"It looks like a dog took a major shit on it and then you decided to roll around in it on a canvas." Corey said.
"Fuck you it's called artistic expression." You snapped.
You picked up your painting and left frustrated. Corey shrugged his shoulders and went back to whatever himbo activity he was doing.
That was a week ago, now it's time for you to get your revenge. You drove to Coreys house with another painting in the backseat. You had called earlier and said you were gonna run some ideas about the band by him. Corey seemed eager to give his opinion on your art yet again. You pulled up in the driveway and carefully pulled the painting out from the backseat. You had a sheet over the top of it to make it a surprise. You walked up on his porch and rang the door bell. Corey answered the door happily.
"Hey Shawn glad you came by." Corey greeted you happily.
"Yeah." You replied simply.
Corey stepped aside and you walked inside. You carefully placed your painting on one of the chairs and waited for Corey. Corey took a seat on the couch and grinned.
"Alright Shawn what do you have for me today?" Corey asked.
"Well the first time you didn't really like my painting so I listened to the critic and I made something new. Also this might be a good concept for the band." You explained.
Corey nodded his head as he looked at the sheet.
"This might be the next new thing, this might change the music industry." You said dramatically.
"Alright Shawn get on with it." Corey replied impatiently.
You nodded your head and slowly pulled off the sheet. Corey made a noise and opened his mouth. He then closed it and furrowed his eyebrows.
"Is this a joke?" Corey asked.
You shook your head proudly.
"Are you fucking kidding me Shawn? This is what you bothered me for?" Corey asked.
You grinned as Corey looked at you frustrated. The "painting" was just a giant dick. Very detailed and it said "fuck you".
"God Shawn quit wasting my time." Corey said angrily.
You picked up the painting and walked over to Corey.
"Yeah fuck you too." You replied.
You then smashed the painting over his head and left. Artistic expression baby, you thought to yourself proudly as you drove home.