On an early morning the next day, Billie Joe Armstrong stood in his cabin, the one that he and Mike shared. They were his planning room. Mike was already awake. He stood up from his chair he was sitting in near the old window.
"Are we seriously doing this now?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.
Billie raised an eyebrow at his friend. "Why? Is now not a good time? Forget to paint your nails or something?"
Dirnt sighed. "It's not that, I've got patrols I have to do. I can't stay at the camp all day with the AIS or the rest."
Billie Joe shut his eyes, forgetting that he had to do that today. "Shit." He muttered, walking over to one of the green switches on the wall. Billie put his arm to his head, thinking of what to do.
Mike watched as his friend hovered his hand over the switch.
Billie looked up at his friend, "Go, just go. I'll press it once you're a good ways out of camp."
"Thanks man." Mike smiled a bit. He started walking out of the room, and was out of the cabin. The gravel underneath his boots crunched, he closed his eyes and listened to the quiet sounds of the camp.
Well, it was quiet.
Just as Mike Dirnt put his other boot down, he heard it. The siren wail. It was different from the one for the announcements.
"Fucking Billie..." Mike swore under his breath.
He started jogging now, he had to get away before--
"This is a public service announcement, this only a test."
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Mass Hysteria
Fanfiction--- Mayday, this is not a test! As the neighborhood burns America is falling Vigilantes warning you Calling Christian and Gloria! --- When America is under attack, who will help our dear narrator, Kaitlynn? Only the worlds greatest heroes- Christia...
