Twiggy was determined as he walked into the empty Kitchen Club and jumped over the counter. "Where's the tape?!" he said demanding.
"What are you talking about man?" questioned the dark-skinned bartender.
"The fucking tape! GIVE ME THE FUCKING TAPE!!" he screamed.
The man looked around frantically. "Which one?" he cracked.
"The one for Saturday!" Screached Twiggy.
The man threw him a tape and Twiggy stuffed it in the pocket of his jeans and left. Twiggy wore no makeup today and decided to dress "normal" because Marilyn had always said, "I'd like to see that little girl of ours be a boy someday."
Jeordie grinned as the sound of his friend's voice grumbled in his head. "Jeordie," he thought. "I like that name."
Falling onto the couch, Jeordie stuck the tape into the VCR. This would prove it was in face the dude's fault, not Marilyn's and then they'll see it wasn't even Marilyn it was Pogo but he wouldn't care. Jeordie would save him, too. and he could. The tape made it look like the dude harassed Pogo when he first walked up.
"Oh, so Pogo didn't want to tell us that the dude got a hit on him, too" Jeordie smiled for the first time in two days.
Jeordie ran into the courthouse in confidence and slammed open the door. "Leave him alone!" he cried.
"Who are you?" asked the judge.
"I am Jeordie Osborne White and I have evidence that proves Manson, uh, I mean, Brian Warner to be innocent" he stated.
"Proceed." said the judge.
Jeordie walked up to the TV in front of the room and shoved the video tape into the VCR. He paused right before Arthur grabbed a glass bottle and put on the most serious face he could find (he remembered when his mom used to get mad at him). and proclaimed, "Therefore, as you see, it was not Brian's fault at all. In fact, he wasn't even there. Stephen Bier, Jr," he said pointing to the man in the Nazi Uniform, "was the one being harrassed and he had to take such drastic measures to ensure his "safety" (he emphasized "safety" using his fingers). Then, he played the tape and Arthur busted the bottle over Pogo' s head and was kicking him on the floor. Everyone was very impressed and they had to come back in 2 hours for the verdict.
John walked up to Jeordie and hugged him. Ginger was standing next to him, latching on his arm for support.
The jury came in and Jeordie sat next to Marilyn. He was representing him. "My little girl finally grew up to be a man" smiled Marilyn, jokingly. Twiggy just sighed to himself and the verdict was announced.
"NOT GUILTY" said the lead juror and Jeordie grabbed Marilyn and pulled him into a hug and kissed all over his face.
"Thank you so much, Twiggy" Marillyn cried with a streak of mascara running down his face.
"My name's Jeordie now" the former Twiggy said in a grin.
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Marilyn Manson and the Spooky Kids
FanfictionOriginally this was a short story I did for school, but I continued to expand it into a Marilyn Manson based drama/suspense/action story. Please enjoy.