KISS Oneshots

#11 Paul Stanley x Reader

This is a oneshot for the movie Kiss meets the phantom of the park. I know its not that good of a movie but I still like to watch it and its part of Kisstory so why not write about it?

I was enjoying my day in the magic mountain amusement park, wanting to attend tonights Kiss concert when I spotted a familiar face sitting outside of a restaurant. "Hey Melissa!", I called, waving at the brunette woman while walking towards her. "Y/N, what are you doing here?", she asked surprised, hugging me tightly.

"I wanted to go to the concert tonight and thought it would be a good idea to pass the time here in the park until then. What about you?", I asked, sitting down at the table with her. "Sam works here and we wanted to go to the concert later as well.", she said and I smiled. "What a coincidence. How is he by the way?", I asked and she smiled. "He's fine. He proposed to me Y/N!", she said and I smiled brightly.

"Congrats! Where is he now?", I asked and she sighed. "He needed to look after something from work and wanted to come back here afterwards. He actually is gone quite some time now, he said he works for a Mr. Devereau. Maybe I should search for him.", she answered and I nodded.

"Thats probably the best. How about we meet here an hour before the concert so we can find good places to watch from?", I asked and she nodded. "Thats a good idea. Now I'll see if I can find him. See you later then!", she said, standing from the table and vanishing in the crowd. I decided to wander through the park some more and also left the table.

An hour before the concert I stood in front of the restaurant again, waiting for Melissa and Sam, but neither of them showed up. After waiting for a moment I decided to stand in line. They surely would find me. I got a pretty good spot but still they both didn't show up. I enjoyed the concert by myself, deciding to search for them later.

Maybe they would go behind the stage, wanting to catch a glimpse of the band. That thought in mind, I myself made my way behind the stage after the concert was done. I squeezed through all the crazy fans, holding an eye open for Melissa or Sam. Sure enough I catched a glimpse of Sam behind the fence, snapping pictures of the band. I walked up to the gate and squeezed through it when it opened slightly. "Sam, hey Sam! Where were you? And wheres Melissa?", I called, running towards him until I was stopped by a security guard.

"Miss, you can't go any further!", he said, blocking my way and holding onto me. "But I need to get to Sam!", I protested, looking in the direction I saw him. But he was gone. The security guard wanted to say something but was interrupted. "It's alright.", someone said behind the security guard and as he got out of my way I looked at the four bandmembers of Kiss, standing on the steps to the stage.

"You're searching for someone, but it's not Kiss.", the Starchild, Paul said, looking at me . "I'm searching for my friend Melissa and her fiance Sam. He was taking pictures of you.", I said. The security guard got slightly in front of me again. "There are a lot of press people here it's impossible to tell who was here and who wasn't!", he said but Paul held his hand up.

"He was here.", he said and the guard scoffed. "Thats ridiculous!", he said and again Paul held up his hand. "Melissa and Sam are still in the park.", he said, before he and his bandmates walked off. Confused I was guided back behind the fence, deciding to search for that Devereau guy tomorrow.

The next morning I walked through the park, searching for someone who could tell me where to find Mr. Devereau. After searching quite a while I found a security guard. "Excuse me? I'm searching for a Mr. Devereau.", I asked and he smiled. "What does a lovely lady like yourself want from an old scruff like Abner?", he asked. "He might know where my friends disappeared to. So, where can I find him?", I asked again.

He reluctantly told me where to find him and I made my way to his workshop. As I stood in front of the little metallshed I heard a buzzing sound, before a voice talked to me over an intercom. "This is a restricted area. Only authorized personnel is allowed.", the man said.