Chapter 6

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AN; meooooooooow!! song up there bitches!!

Gerard's POV

I sit the phone down, and turn around. I skim the entire room, taking in every detail. I jump when Bandit's voice breaks through the silence, like a knife through butter.

"Dad, I'm going to unpack the things I need for two days." Are her words.

"Okay, we'll be here in Ohio for 2 concerts. Then we go to Springfield Illinois to lay low for one concert as our fans go berserk on our new album. Then we'll do 2 concerts in Chicago, the start of the official tour." I decide to explain as I have the chance.

"'Kay," She says, without one fuck given.

We go back to our own things, her cartoon watching, and my stalker-ish observing of the rooms.

In around thirty minuets the guys come back with he food. All of us piled onto the couch, watching old MCR videos, and Frank and I finding ways to make Mikey's hair all fuzzy. It took us a while, because we wrote some new lyrics and instrumentals, and brainstormed ideas for future songs' videos.

I sighed, and began saying, "Well Bee, do some black or navy blue makeup, and throw on your BP tank and skinnies. The shoes we all get to wear are by the door. Your's say 7 1/2' We have the concert right after a movie plays, that's how no one knows it's us! We all have to go do our makeup and put on our costumes. Then we have to warm up, we head to the drive in behind the stage, then when the movie, 'MCR's Journey To Fame.', ends We will play WTTBP, and at the end we will all scream, "THE BLACK PARADE IS BACK!" Then we play more songs."

She nods her head and goes to do her makeup. Frank and them pull me into our room to prepare. Frank suddenly stops and drags us back where Bee is. She looks very confused, her tank and jeans in her hands.

"Apple pie." Frank says, confusing us all even more.

Bandit raised her eyebrows, and tilted her head down. Frank seemed to understand.

"Apple pie. We need to go to the store after the concert. I really need some apple pie." Frank says.

Even though Frank is an itzy bitzy person, I swear his stomach is fucking bottomless. Ray drags us back into our room and finds our costumes. He tosses mine and Franks at us. We catch them. He throws to Mikes and Bob next. Mikey amazingly lunges and catches it. Bob, not so lucky, is tripped my Mikey's snake legs and his lands on his head. {BOB IS NOW THE TRUE LEG VICTIM}

We all put on our makeup, costumes, and do our hair. We cram into the trailer, and our driver shows up and drives us to behind where they show the movie. We unload our things and put them in place behind the projector.

Frank pulls out his phone and calls his mom, who takes care of Lily, Cherry, and Miles. He couldn't take care of them himself, but he was thinking of bringing all of them since they are old enough to take care of themselves just as well as Bee can. [Lily & Cherry are soon 16 and Miles is almost 15. It makes sense saying Bandit is 17.] Ray is talking to Christa, and Mikey to Kristen. Bob is drumming his legs. I swipe my phone from my pocket and dial Bandit's number.

"Hey, Dad" She says into the phone.

"Bee, you should probably head to the drive in. We're preforming in an hour." I pause for a breath. "Did the costume fit?"

"Yeah..." I hear a distant whistle. "On my way. In a taxi, so don't be worried."

"Mkay. See you when you get here. Love you!" I say.

I end the call.

"Yo, Frankie, she's on her way." I yell.

"Okay, I'll make sure the stage is intact and we have everything. Then we just roll up the projector." He says, confidently.

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