Poison - Byler

two - practice

Mike woke up to the smell of smoke. It smelled so bad he had to get out of bed. Quickly running to the kitchen, the smell got more intense.

"Stop laughing and help me!" Will was running around the kitchen, panicking. Max, on the other hand, was laughing so hard her face was all red. Lucas was covering his mouth with his hands, trying not to laugh out loud.

"No! This is too funny!" Max wheezed.

"Max, I am going to hit you in the head with a pan." Will said fanning the smoke.

"Is Rapunzel going to smack me?" she pouted.

"At least you will be quiet after you get a concussion." Will put something in the sink. Mike, finally able to say something, mumbled,

"What is going on?" he rubbed his eyes.

"You're not dead!" Lucas finally spoke.

"No? What is happening?"

"Will is trying to kill us all." Max snorted as Will nudged her shoulder.

"I tried making some breakfast and I would've succeeded if MAX didn't destroy everything."

"I didn't destroy anything!"

"Just try again and we will keep Max busy." Mike shrugged as he sat down by the round dining table, beside Lucas. Will turned around and shooed Max from the kitchen counter she was sitting on.

"Now you actually do have to keep Max busy if you don't want me to burn down the building." Will picked out a pan and placed it on the small stove.

*

"Eggs and bacon everybody!" Will put down the last two plates of food on the table and sat down. "Enjoy!"

The three others started eating without saying a word. They ate like they had never eaten before, enjoying every single bite. Finally, Lucas said, "This is so good!"

"See? If Max isn't there, I am pretty good at cooking." Will nudged Max. "What do you two think?"

"Oh, it's good!" Max said, her mouth still full.

"Delicious!" Mike hurried to take another bite. Will smiled.

"Glad you like it. We just have practice today, right?"

"Yeah. I mean, we can chill; it's not like we're big celebrities." Lucas shrugged. Mike dropped his fork on the porcelain plate and everyone jumped at the sudden sound. The three turned to Mike, their faces confused.

"Yes!" Mike jumped up. The three others were still confused.

"What?" Max said as she furrowed her brows.

"I just remembered I was going to say I have this new song we can play. Sorry."

"What is it then?" Will asked, looking at Mike curiously.

"Creep by Radiohead."

*

"When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye." Will watched as Mike sang, his eyes closed. "You're just like an angel; your skin makes me cry."

They had decided that Max and Lucas were going to do what they always do; Max would play bass and Lucas would play the drums. Mike, on the other hand, would play the guitar, which wasn't anything new, and sing. That meant Will would have a break when they performed, and the audience could hear Mike sing, which didn't happen often.

Mike had a pretty voice, a good voice, but he never sang. Not at concerts at least. It's not like he was shy; it was Mike Wheeler for god's sake, maybe he just didn't like singing that much?