Sweet Dreams (Marilyn Manson Love Fanfic)

Chapter 3

Raven's POV

We got to the venue a little after two hours.

"Alright, guys, we're here. We have to do sound check ," Marilyn glances down at the sheet of paper he has in his pale hand. "And then concert starts at 9:00. " Everyone in the band nods and they head out. Marilyn later comes running back in the bus and comes over to me. "You need to start getting the makeup you need for us together. We need to just slap it on us and we can head back. " I nod.

"No problem. " I say and get up to get the bag full of my makeup 'wonders'. I sit back down on the couch and lay the bag on top of me. I rummage through the different eyeshadows and find the ones I need. I then pick out the rest: eyeliner,lipstick,powder,and the brushes needed to apply them. I look down at all the different makeup items and laugh. They need a shit load of makeup,they wear more than me! I zip the bag and put it to the side. Since the guys won't be back in a while I guess I should get dressed and ready for the concert. I'm not staying in here when I could go to their concert!

I go to my bunk and take out my bag full of my clothes. I put on a black mini dress with a black fishnet long sleeved shirt. I strap on my mid calf combat boots. I slap on the usual makeup I wear, black lipstick and heavy eyeliner. I lightly put on some white powder on my already white face. I look into the mirror I have in my bag and smile. My jet black hair dangled over my shoulders and face. I sit back and wait for their arrival. To try to pass the time I begin to repaint my chipped black nails.

An hour and a half passes and get bored out of my mind. I go to my bunk and take out my Corpse Bride journal and start to write.

I first scribble a random title of what I'm about to write.

'The Beautiful People'

And I don't want you and I don't need you
Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
The weak ones are there to justify the strong

The beautiful people, the beautiful people
It's all relative to the size of your steeple
You can't see the forest for the trees
You can't smell your own shit on your knees

There's no time to discriminate,
Hate every motherfucker
That's in your way

[Chorus:]
Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful, something free?
Hey you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean

The worms will live in every host
It's hard to pick which one they eat most

The horrible people, the horrible people
It's as anatomic as the size of your steeple
Capitalism has made it this way,
Old-fashioned fascism will take it away

[Chorus]

There's no time to discriminate,
Hate every motherfucker
That's in your way

The beautiful people
The beautiful people (aahh) [x4]

[Chorus x2]

The beautiful people [x8]

I sigh and put my pencil down. I crack my knuckles. I look down at my paper and see what I have just created. I pick back up my pencil and write some music for the guitar to go with the song. Satisfied, I put back my journal.

"Heyy Raven!" Twiggy says and jumps on me.

"Hey Twiggs," I say and laugh. "Get off of me fat ass!" I squeal.

"Whatever, fuck off!" Twiggy says and laughs. I push him off and see the other guys coming in and sit on the small couch across from me. "Ooo you look cute Raves!" He says and takes a step back and looks at my outfit.

"Thanks. " I say and smile. Marilyn walks by and stops and looks at me then gives me a small smile.

"What're you all dressed up for Raven?" Zim asks and raises an eyebrow. He then laughs. I join his laughter and smile at him.

"Well I wanted to look a little bit more 'presentable' for your concert. " I say.

"So we're going to have concerts like every night,and if you dress that way then damn! I will have to fuck you!" Twiggy says and winks.

"Shut the hell up!" I say and throw the first thing my hand finds. And of coarse it's my journal.

"Is this your diary!" Twiggy says in a girly voice.

"Give it back!" I yell and try to snatch it from him.

"Nope!" He jerks the journal as high as his arm can stretch. I claw my way up trying to reach it. "You can have it unless you uh," he makes a confused face trying to think of something that I should do to get it back. "Um," he ponders.

"Give it back Twiggy! Stop being such a fucking child!" Madonna says and snatches the journal from him. Madonna throws it on the floor as if it is worth nothing.

"Thanks. " I mumble.

"I was actually enjoying that. " Marilyn says and chuckles.

"You could have helped me dumb ass, you're fucking taller than him!"I say and hit him with my journal. Zim chuckles. A man walks in the bus and all heads turn to him.

"Sorry I've just been knocking for a while now, but anyway, you're up in half an hour. "

"Thanks." Marilyn shouts all the way to him. The man nods and walks out. "Okay everybody get dressed! Raven meet us in our dressing room to do our makeup. You should find it back stage. It'll say 'Hall B' and the door to our room will have my name on it." Marilyn says very fast not tripping on any of his words. I take the makeup quickly and run to their dressing room. I find it instantly. I run inside and slam the door. I quickly put all the makeup on the vanity they provided at this venue and I set up what I will use for each member. They later come in in very familiar clothes. Well Marilyn and Twiggy did. Zim has on a tight long sleeve black shirt and black shorts with thigh high black socks. Madonna is dressed in a black suit with some chains here and there. Twiggy is wearing a very familiar black mini dress with a Peter Pan collar. Marilyn is dressed in some black lingerie and fishnets that all looked way too small.

"Are those mine-" I ask pointing to Twiggy and Marilyn.

"Hope you don't mind. " Marilyn says. I slowly nod my head 'no'. I laugh and begin to do their makeup.

I do Madonna first. I apply some eyeliner and he makes an annoyed face.

"Not like that," he says and swats my hand away from his face. "It looks fucking stupid. " he says and looks in the mirror. He smears it with his hand. "Whatever, I don't want any fucking makeup. " he gets up and leaves the room. I shrug.

I move on to Marilyn. I pick up black eye shadow and I carefully put it on him. "Sorry about Madonna. " he says.

"It's okay," I say and continue applying his makeup. He opens his eyes and for a few seconds we make deep eye contact. He smiles without his black lipstick cracking. It is a sincere, kind smile. I smile back. "I-I'm just patient that's all. " I say breaking our 'moment' or whatever that may have been.

"Yeah.." He says and gets up. He goes and examines himself in the mirror. I turn over to Twiggy and he smirks. I roll my eyes.

"So why do you have some sexy lingerie?" Twiggy asks. I begin to blush really hard. I apply some black lipstick to Twiggy.

"I-I don't know, I just stuffed them in there. " I say, it's true though. It was unintentional.

"Sure, girl code for "I want to fuck you Twiggy". " I punch his shoulder.

"Go on stage or something." I say and laugh. I do my finishing touches to them and they run out of there.-

Hope you guys like it so far~
I know the members may be out of order but that's on purpose. Don't worry Raven and Manson will get together in a chapter or two away.
-Twiggy Way