Past, Present and Future

The Boastful But Benevolent Bassist

Hey, people. Gene Simmons here. I am the best bassist KISS has ever had. In fact, I'm the only one to date which actually does make me the best. Ha ha! I'm not saying that Paul can't play bass but I'm way better.

The Friday Peter asked Paul to come to his place took me by surprise. I'm Paul's best friend just like Ace is Peter's. In all actuality, Ace and Peter are more than friends but Peter tries to deny it because he's married. I think his wife knows though. Paul's so naive, unlike me.

"So Geno, do you wanna hang out?" cackles Ace as the other two leave. "I'm hungry and lonely."

"I'm not buying you dinner, so no." "I have a date."

Ace just snorts. "If your plans go better than mine, I'll buy you dinner tomorrow. If mine do, then you buy me dinner."

"Wait! What!? No! How do I know you won't lie?"

"How do I know you won't?" he shoots back.

Little did I know both of us would wind up eating dinner at my place. I actually had plans with a book and a pizza but I was not about to let Ace know that. On my way to pick it up, I literally ran into Ace who was coming down the street, bleeding from a fight. 

"Good lord!" I sighed. Picking him up, I took him upstairs to my apartment and cleaned him up. I left him sleeping on the couch while I ran to pick up the pizza. I added to the order, knowing someone would be hungry when he woke up.

Several hours later, around 11 at night, he woke up with a groan. "What happened?" I asked, holding out my hand to help him sit up.

"Was going to my place when I got jumped. Owed someone money. They collected. Can't go back to my parent's like this."

I helped him sit up all the way and asked if he wanted pizza. "So, I guess I wound up buying you dinner after all. " "You owe me by the way but I'll wait since you're hurt."

Ace took the pizza and ate it like he was starving. "Thanks Geno. I really do owe you. I'll make it good I promise."

He groaned as I helped him to his feet. "You take the bed, I'll sleep here." I said.

The arrangements ended up with him on the floor and me in the bed. Apparently the bed was too soft for his liking. I almost stepped on him when I got up the next morning. "Damn Ace!" 

To my shock, Ace slept, well,.....nearly naked. "Dear lord!" I said too loud, trying to avert my eyes.

I could hear him start laughing as I headed to the kitchen. Unlike Paul I can cook. When Ace walked in he was dressed with blood still in his hair and on his forehead.

"Thanks again." he replied, for once not being obnoxious. He let me feed him before he kissed me on my cheek and left. 

Needless to say, practice was awkward. Paul was hung over(big surprise), Peter kept grinning which made me suspicious, and Ace was too quiet.

Finally Paul mumbled something to go home and quickly bolted out the door. Peter started fussing over Ace which left me standing there awkwardly holding my bass and wondering what I had just witnessed.