It was Jim who woke up first. He slunk across the room and gently tugged on Syd's hair.
"Hey. Hey, you. Wake up. Now," Jim whispered.
"Wha...? What's that?" Syd muttered as he woke up.
"Keep it down. I'm going to get Moonie and Charlie. You get Bill and someone else, but don't wake anyone except who you're getting!" Jim instructed the still-sleepy Syd.
"Okey. Will do, Jimmy Boy..."
Jim slipped into the kitchen where the drummers all crashed. He smirked as he spotted Moon rooting around in the fridge and Charlie standing guard.
"Keith. Moonie. Jim's in here," the Stones drummer hissed. Moon stood up and turned around, surprisingly empty-handed.
"We're gonna snoop at the presents!" Jim said in an excited hush.
"Oh, hell yeah!" Moonie replied in the same voice. Charlie nodded excitedly and the three went to find Syd, Bill and the other person.
Syd trudged into the dinning room where the guitarists were. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and nearly let out an excited whoop as he spotted Brian staring out the window.
"Hey, Jones! C'mon! Jim's planning something!" Syd whisper-yelled to the Stone.
Brian turned and smirked. "It's probably snooping at presents... He was dropping hints earlier!"
The two ventured into the living room and found the bassists all passed out. The Ox, Deaky and Jonesy were on the couch with Shae sitting awkwardly half on the couch arm and half on Jonesy. Paul was slumped over in a chair and Waters was curled up on a different chair. Peter was napping at Paul's feet. Bill was sitting on the floor staring at Syd and Brian.
"About time! Jim, Moonie and Charlie just walked past and told me to wait for you!" the bassist grumbled as he followed Syd and Brian out.
The small band of trouble makers tiptoed up the stairs to the bedroom with the presents. Little did they know, Ray and Rick were already there snooping around.
Syd stuck his head into the room and gasped exaggeratedly.
"How DARE you, Richard!" he exclaimed as he stormed in. Ray and Rick jumped and dropped the packages they were holding.
"Ray, I'm ashamed of you! Snooping at other people's gifts..." Jim scolded.
"I thought that what we were going to do...?" Brain whispered to the other Stones.
"Shut up! They don't need to know that!" Syd hissed.
"You scold us for snooping yet that's what you were going to do?! For shame!" Ray snapped.
"How hypocritical!" Rick said with a shake of his head.
"What's going on here?! We heard shouting!" Bonzo said as he walked in. The other drummers followed.
"You didn't invite me to snoop?!" Roggie T. exclaimed.
"Or me?! Rick, Syd! I'm your BAND MATE!" Nick shouted.
"Yeah, Jim, Ray! Band mate!" Densmore growled.
"Shame on all of you! Snooping is wrong!" Ringo scolded everyone. "Now hand me that thing that says my name."
"I question all of you," Davy muttered as the singers rushed up the stairs.
"What?! Snooping?! Anything for me?" Micky asked.
"No! Put them back!" Daltrey exclaimed.
"Never! Give me on that says 'Freddie'!" Freddie shouted.
"Freddie! No! That's rude," Bowie said.
"Only if they aren't his!" Mick replied.
"All of it is rude," Jimmy said as the guitarists crammed into the room.
A huge shouting fight broke out. The bassists (and Shae and Macca (who went to the living room after the singers took off)) were still asleep. Somehow.
It was only when Tom screamed at the top of his lungs "LET'S TAKE THEM ALL DOWNSTAIRS AND OPEN THEM, FOR FUCK'S SAKE!" that the bassists woke up. Everyone was groggy and the thundering footsteps on the stairs didn't help much.
The rest of the bands spilled into the living room with the bassists and started arguing again. Shae and Macca looked at each other and sighed. Jonesy freaked out and literally dove behind Oxie crying. Deaky blinked in shock and Waters, Peter and Paul struggled to get everyone to calm down.
Finally, everyone sat down and the room was quiet.
"Okay. Here's how we'll do it," Waters said. "We hand out the gifts first and then go oldest to youngest."
"Hahahah! No," Shae said. "Macs and I would go last then! And freakin' Ray and Bill would go first. They snooped. They don't deserve to go first."
"Good point... But if you go first, we'd be showing favoritism. So there," Waters said, crossing his arms.
"I vote bassists first. We didn't snoop," Oxie said.
"I love that idea! Let's do it!" Waters exclaimed.
"Yay! Favoritism!" the rest of Pink Floyd said sarcastically. Waters said nothing.
"How about... The person that handed out the presents goes first and then chooses left or right. Does that work?" Pete asked.
"I think so. That means Deaky goes first!" Peter replied.
Deaky froze right as he was about to hand George a gift.
"Go on, Deaky. Finish passing the gifts out and open yours first!" George told the youngest person (next to Macca and Shae). Deaky gave George a "I don't want to do that" smile but did as the Beatle said. He handed the rest of the presents out and sat down between Jonesy and Macca.
"Oh, wait. Gotta explain the gifts quick," Lennon said. "Remember when we asked everyone to donate money? Well, this is what it was for. The gifts. We could only get everyone two things but those things might have other stuff with them. But the gifts are from everyone whether they know it or not."
Everyone clapped and Deaky started opening one of his gifts. His eyes lit up as he held out a giant bowtie. He was completely speechless and grinning like a fool.
"That can replace his other one!" Freddie remarked. The Queen bassist nodded and put it on.
"Which way? Left or right?" Paul asked.
"Uh... Left," Deaky said. Jonesy, who was on Deaky's left, pulled a face but didn't complain as he held out a necklace with a triquetra pendent.
The Ox unwrapped a pair of sunglasses and put them on. Next to him was Ray, who was making a face and grumbling about needing new sunglasses too when he unwrapped a pair. He and the Ox looked at each other and nodded in approval.
The opening continued down the line until it got to Nick. The Beatles was snickering and so were Syd and Rick. Nick's smile fell as he unwrapped a razor and shaving cream.
"Funny. But I'm keeping it," he said. He petted his 'stache. Everyone laughed, even Nick. It was funny.
Other notable gifts included: orange hair dye for Bowie ("MY HAIR CAN BE ORANGE AGAIN!"), new drumsticks for Bonzo ("to replace the last three pairs I broke!"), and a new top hat for Tom ("IT'S GREEN AND PURPLE!")
Everyone went around showing off their gifts. The ones that got artsy stuff (Syd, Lennon, Shae, Macca and Freddie) were arting all over each others' things.
"We still didn't decide on what music to listen to!" Pete told George.
"Play it live," David said as he walked by. Nick, Rick and Waters all nodded in agreement.
"Play it live?" Pete asked.
"Yeah! Get the band together and bust out some jams!" Bonzo said as he brushed past with Jimmy, Robert and Jonesy.
"That's a brilliant idea!" George exclaimed. "Play the songs live!"
And so the bands set up and got ready to preform...
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Rockin' the Holidays!
FanfictionThe Beatles invite the Stones, the Who and the Monkees over. Then they add Led Zeppelin, the Doors, Janis Joplin, Tom Petty, Queen, David Bowie, Pink Floyd and a host of my dearest friends and me! Warnings: Shenanigans ensue. (Blame Syd and Jim. Al...