𝕺𝖚𝖗 𝕷𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝕸𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖔𝖙

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝔀𝓸: 𝓐 𝓓𝓪𝔂 𝓘𝓷 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓝𝓮𝔀 𝓗𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮

Remy's POV -1:27pm-

     I've finally finished unpacking all my stuff. I still couldn't believe that I was being adopted by Slipknot! This is a dream come true! But I was shot out of whatever trans I was in because there was a knock. "Rem?" I'm guessing Shawn asked from the other side of the door. "Yea?" "Can I cone in?" He asked. "Yea." He opened the door and walked in. "Seems like you're all unpacked, huh?" He said. "Mhm! I didn't really have a lot of stuff so it was easy." I laughed. "Good. Speaking of, I'm pretty sure Corey's gonna go out and get ya some new clothes." Shawn added. "Oh really?!" I asked excitedly. "Yep, hopefully he doesn't screw it up... but I'm pretty sure he'll get it, he seems to know your style. Plus, he sometimes goes out for Joeys shit and your style pretty similar to his so I think it'll be fine." He said. I smiled widely. "Thank so you much!" I said. "Eh, don't thank me kid, I haven't done shit, thank Corey or Craig.. or just someone for that matter." He said, laughing at the end. I returned the laugh and sat on my bed. He also followed and sat at the foot of the bed. "So, I'd like to get to know ya a bit better." He said. "Yea! Me too!" He smiled. "Well, you start the questions. I'm kinda blank right now." He said. I giggled. "Ok... umm. Oh! So, I've always kinda wondered this, but how much are you a father figure to the rest of the band?" I asked. "Oh god.." He laughed. "Huge father figure. Poor Sid yknow, I think I'm the only one in the band that could put up with his bullshit. Well, expect Joey, considering how long they've been friends." Shawn said. "Yea, you've always seemed in charge." "That's because I am..most of the time. If it's not me than it's Corey. Which for some reason the band as complained that he's "better at taking situation" than me. Which is bullshit! He's worse than me! I'm telling ya!" I just laughed. "Well it's true!" I laughed more. "Man whatever... anyways.. uh.. whatcha like to do in your free time?" He asked. "Uh well.. I like to draw, listen to music.. and I play guitar sometimes." I said. "Oo guitar?" "Mhm!" He nodded. "Cool cool. Can ya play anything on it?" He asked. "Yea! I can play a couple Slipknot songs then some AC/DC songs." "Nice, what songs?" "From AC/DC I can play thunderstruck, back in black, and highway to hell. From Slipknot I can play The Negative One, Left Behind, AOV, Psychosocial, (Sic), and then People = Shit." I said. "That's really impressive Rem!" He said. "Thanks! I've been playing for like a year." "Only!?" "Yea." I said laughing. "Must catch on quick then." Shawn said. "Yep!" 

     "We're home!" Paul or Jim called from downstairs. "Oh, imma go help, you should come down, meet the others." He said getting up. "Ok!" We walked downstairs to see Jim and Paul at the door taking off their coats. "Who's- Oh! New blood!" Jim said. "Yep." I Said smiling. I was generally so intimidated by Jims size. I was only right under his chest. "Jim." He said holding out a hand. "Remy." "Remy.. I like that name, pretty sure I had a cousin named that." He said. "You think? Shouldn't you know?" Shawn asked. "Well Shawn, some of us weren't exactly able to see them." Jim said with a sarcastic smile. "Just sayin man." "Anyways if they are done.." Paul shot them a glance. "I'm Paul!" He said. "I'm Remy!" "Oh by the way Jim, you'll like her, well.. both of ya will but.. she can play guitar. She's pretty damn good if ya ask me too." Shawn said. Jim gasped and looked down at me. "Can ya really?!" Jim asked. "Yea." I chuckled. "That's really cool-" "Shut up Paul! Like we are gonna have to soon!" He said. "Well I don't have a guitar-" "You can just borrow one of mine! We HAVE to play together!" He said. "Yea! That'd be fun! Thanks for letting' me borrow a guitar!" I said. "Mhm!" "Here, lemme to tune and string up my guitars." He said while heading for the down down stairs that I haven't seen yet. Craig walked over to me. "Yea.. you weren't lying." I said as he reached me. "Yea.. think you've seen Sid's and Jim's flaws.. you'll see the others sooner or later.." He said, with a smile. I returned a smile. "Can I watch!? Pretty please!?" Sid asked from the couch. "Uh, sure." I said. "Yes!" Sid shot up from the couch and headed downstairs. "He's really.. really hyperactive.." I said. "I live with him.. trust me.. the middle of the nights are the worst here with him. If ya here knocking at the door at night it's probably him.." Craig said. "Yea, pretty sure it's just nightmares that scare him." He said. "Dam-" "Cmon Rem!" Sid called. I laughed and went downstairs. I was excited since I haven't played guitar in a while, but that also scared me because I didn't wanna mess up in front of them. I walked downstairs to this huge man cave with a huge tv and a fireplace. Then I looked back over at Jim who was going through racks of guitars. "So, which one ya want?" He asked. "Any's fine." I said. He hummed and continued looking. He then pulled out a all black Fender Strat. "Here." He said handing me it. "Sorry if it's a bit big." He said. "No it's fine!" "Can I play?" Sid asked. "No!" "But why!?" "You don't even know how!" "So!?" "So I don't want you breaking one of my guitars!" Jim exclaimed. I was holding back my laugh as they argued. I put the strap over my head and got a pick, ready to play while Jim and Sid still argued. "Remy do you think I could play!?" He asked. "Umm.. with all do respect Sid.. no." I said. "HA!" "W-what..? You really think that I couldn't..?" He faked sobbed. "It's not that it's-" "No! I don't even wanna hear it!" He said while dramatically turning his head. "Oh he's fine, cmon. Which one do you wanna play?" Jim asked. "Um.. let's do AOV." I said. Jim smiled and turned on the amps. "Yknow Micks tabs and chords right?" He asked. I nodded my head. "Good good." "Hmpf." Sid said. "Shut up Sid." He said. "Hey! We- "3..2..1 go." Jim said.