My Chemical Romance 2019

Chapter 4

AN; too lazy, and eager... maybe at the end. BTW- what i listened to is linked.

Gerard's POV

I pull out my phone and call Bandit.

"So, Bee, my tour bus which I drive here is out of gas, so I was wondering if you could come pick us up. We are in Frank's living room by the way." I say.

"Yeah, I'll pick you up dad." She replies.

I write a note and stick it to the couch. It reads "We went to the backyard, please come get me. Xo- Gee. AND FRNKXO B"

I watch as Bee goes inside then comes back out looking troubled.

"Hello?" she calls.

I pull the lever and watch as our black confetti cannons explode. The prop trees swipe to the side as Bob, Mikey, Frank, Ray, and I all run onto a stage. We do Teenagers as in intro song, then I tap the mic and say

"Happy birthday beautiful Bandit!"

We play Planetary and some more songs as our cousin cuts the cake. Next, as a surprise I do a special birthday song for Bandit.

"Awesome! 17!" I jump off and hug her.

She immediately began crying.

"It's okay! Happy birthday Honey." I reassure her.

The party goes on until everyone begins to leave around midnight.

"Bee, was this a good birthday party?" I beg.

"Dad, THIS WAS THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!" She screams into my face.

I look around and everyone has left except for the boys.

"Good. Pack this into the tour bus." I hand her a suitcase packed with everything she will need to go on a two week tour with us.

"Um, okay, but why may I ask?" She says.

"You'll see." I answer mysteriously with a small smirk.

The guys and I all grab our prepacked bags and load them into the tour bus. Frank and Ray load the equipment into the space for that kind of stuff.

"Dad, cut the shit. Tell me what is going on." Bandit demands.

I smirk sneakily and high-five Mikey.

"Well Bee, we're going on an MCR tour starting in two days. Featuring 5 places, with a shit ton of concerts at each location. Ohio, Illinois, Indiana, New Jersey, and New York. In that order." I evilly elaborate.

"HOLY- GOD FUCK- SHIT- ASS..MCr ON TOur... wIth mE?" She yells. "THEY'RE BACK BITCHES!!"

Frank drove through the loud and busy streets while we slept. I was the first to wake up, but apparently Frank wasn't the only one who didn't sleep through the night. He told me Bandit had thrown up repeatedly from about 2-4am.

I walk into the bathroom and find Bee sitting on the counter top. She looked horrible. Who can blame her? I guess the first time I road in a crammed as fuck tour bus hooked onto a rusty old van, I was pretty sick too.

"Are you feeling any better? Frank told me you threw up last night, about an hour before we stopped at this gas station. He needed a rest. So we're here getting medicines, drinks, and snacks. I'm going to be driving, so Mikey will probably take care of you if you still don't feel well" I say, barley audible.

"No, I'm fine. I brought the guys gifts I was planning to give them for reviving MCR. " She says.

"That's sweet" I smile. "Wanna talk before the guys come back to interrupt us and force me to drive?" I ask.

I don't give her a chance to reply, but I go into full detail of my dream where I looked into the mirror and all my hair was gone. She laughs and considers something. She never said she was thinking, but I could just tell.

I go and pull up the shades on the drivers window, and sit down. Glancing out, I watch a bird fly from a tree and run into 3 guys struggling to carry things. Those random people are idiots, why didn't they get a bag? Stupid people. Just then, one of the 'stupid people' looks at the bus. And who's face is the stranger wearing? None other than a person who I've known all my life. Mikey, Bob and Ray are the idiots who didn't get a bag. To be honest I'm not at all surprised.

"Bandit, I'm going to go help the guys carry stuff. You can take a shower, make sure you lock the door!" I say as I sprint out the door.

-Outside with the Dudes-

"Ray! why didn't you get a bag?" I question.

Ray didn't answer, so I just shove Bandits please-don't-vomit pills and some Tylenol.

"Well, actually, Gerard, Bob and Mikey secretly bought 5 bags of chips." Ray explains.

Bob and Mikey shrug innocently. But seriously, 5 bags! I can imagine them getting 3 bags, but 5?!

"Uggggh" I run my fingers through my [gorgeous] hair.

I warn Bob to slow down when we reach the bus, but he just slams into the bus's door, snapping the lower hinge. We all head inside whilst I tell the band Bandit is in the shower. Frank wakes up as soon as we open up the first bag of chips. We all chat about music, and new bands we like or don't like. When I hear Bee get out of the shower, I yell to alert her I'm going to start driving. I leap out of the bus and hop into the van pulling everyone. I start it up and We begin resume our journey to the tour.

-Frank's POV-

"Do any of you happen to have an MCR CD? This bus needs to JAM!!" I beg.

"I do." Bandit says as she hands me a CD from her laptop case and hands it to me.

I care a lot about Bandit. She's always been like a little sister or a child [get the shit I'm laying down?? Btw frerard in chap 8] to me. I feel so protective around her, and I feel horrible if I do something bad around her. That time we got drunk and Gee had to take me to their house, I just about drank more when I got home because of how bad I felt.

"Actually guys, I have some things for you!" Bandit smiles. "Mikey, here is what I got you." She hands him a stuffed unicorn with rainbow candy bites. He squeals with delight.

"Ummm... what about me?" I pester.

"Not until I give Bob his BRAND NEW LIP RING plus some snickers bites." she exclaims. Bob takes his things and stares at them.

"Now?" I reply getting anxious.

"Fine, I got you some guyliner and and some mini Milky Ways." [you had to read it twice, don't lie]

"YEEEE" I screech.

"I got dad a DIY hair dye maker." Bee explains.

"What about me?" Ray asks politely.

"You get a MagicFro hairbrush and a pack of gummy bears." Bandit clarifies.

"THANK YOU RAD PERSON!" Ray yells.

"I'll video-chat Gee so you can show him what you got." I say, whipping out my phone.

We show Gee his gift and he makes a fist pump. Then he swerves, avoiding the dog crossing the intersection. We order dinner and eat. I can't believe we will be at the hotel tomorrow! Then our first concert is that night... or maybe the next night. I'm too tired to think straight. We all pass out, except Bee. I was too tired to worry, we had a long day.

AN; So do you guys like it? You will want to peel off my skin and hang it on your wall when we get to the bad part of the tour. Just so you know ;'D