THE TRUE LIVES OF THE FABULOUS KILLJOYS : DANGEROUS DAYS.

                                                                 Chapter One.

                "We have all celebrated and cried. Made love, and waged war. We've aged 

                    as people and found our true selves along the way. We've travelled miles,

                   and found our way back home. We've lived the most dangerous of days to

                   the fullest, and more times than not, come out on top." - Frank Iero.

                                                                             ~

"FRANK FUCKING IERO. I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD. I SWEAR TO GOD, IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME MY CIGARETTES, I'LL KICK YOUR ASS ALL THE WAY BACK TO BATTERY CITY." Holly-Rose yelled after her twenty-nine year old brother who was currently running round the diner waving the small box above his head. This was all because Holly refused to give her brother a cigarette. Gerard, the leader of our particular Killjoy gang, was getting pissed off now. He and Ray had been up al night, patrolling for Draculoids. Frank being childish as usual had woken him. Gerard flung the door open, and plucked the box from Frank's hand; and threw it in the general direction of Holly. He waved his hands about muttering something about 'I'll kick both your asses all the way back to Battery City if you don't shut the fuck up.' before making his way back into the room, and slamming the door. Followed by a chorus of 'OOH's', which in reply Gerard threw one of his boots at the door. This woke Gerard's younger brother, thirty-year old Mikey, who knew nearly everyone in the zones, being able to sustain a constant supply of the rare luxury that is cigarettes; he and Ray being the only non-smokers in the group. He padded bare-foot over to Holly, taking her by suprise by slipping his arms round her waist from behind, and resting his chin on her right shoulder. She played with a strand of his hair and smiled, while watching her older brother trying to make sense of Gerard's strop. She stopped when Frank turned round to face them.

"Jesus Christ. Get a room for fuck's sake. Holly, fancy givi-" Frank started, trying to sweet-talk his sister into giving him a few cigarettes.

"No. I don't. Go get your own." Holly snapped at him.

"Mikeyyyyyyy-"

"It'll cost you Frank. You now the deal." Mikey laughed.

"Please?" Frank whined.

"Here. Shut the fuck up." Holly snapped again, taking a few sticks out of the box and throwing the rest to him.

Frank grinned. "But seriously. You two should get a room." he laughed before disapearing into his room.