The Black Bus (Marilyn Manson FanFiction)

I Call Shenanigans!

*Aspen* 

I sighed and crawled out of the bunk, stretching. Something salty entered my mouth while my eyes were closed and I spit it out. "Ugh. What the hell?" 

"Gee. Thanks, Aspen. You just wasted that one" I heard Pogo say and opened my eyes. He was holding a bottle of Iron supplements. 

"Oops. Sorry" I giggled at him and he pulled me to him, hugging me. It felt so great to be held by someone, other than the times Scotland and I held onto one another to sheild ourselves from our daily beatings. I shook my head and came back to reality, smelling Pogo's scent through my nose. 

I heard him chuckle. 

"Holy fuck!" Ginger ran around the house in his boxers. "We gotta get out of here guys! We have a show in like 5 hours!" 

I looked around and found the clock on the wall of the bus: 1:15 pm. "You guys have a show tonight?" I looked at Pogo. 

"Yes. Our dearest leader forgot to mention it to us until about an hour ago. It's probably a good idea to get ready." 

"Well I am not going to a fucking concert looking like this!" I blurted out.

Pogo looked at me surprised. I covered my mouth. "I mean...Scotland and I don't have clothes of our own. We're going to look like bums out there."

Pogo laughed. "Well sorry. I don't know anything about that. TWiggy!!" he yelled and after a lot of stumbling around Twiggy appeared, white powder around his nose. 

"Sup?" he looked around at Ginger, Pogo and I. 

"The girls are going to need some clothes. Real clothes. Would you mind taking them out to get some? I mean, you're the one that wears girls clothes here." Pogo pointed at Twiggy's dress. 

"Hey! Just dresses..." Twiggy mumbled then turned to Aspen. "But yea! It'll be fun! Get Scotland and let's go!" 

"Fuck that" I heard Scotland say as she walked out of Marilyn's room. 

"I was just going to say...Scotty isn't much on shopping or girly type things."

"Oh. Well. Then let's go!" Twiggy said and in one fell swoop, he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the bus. I turned my head to see Pogo, Ginger and Scotland all laughing. Gee, Thanks guys. 

*Scotland*

Ginger was fumbling around like an idiot trying to find something to wear. "Hey Ging. Calm the fuck down. You have HOURS."

"I'm not good at this shit. I mean, we haven't been doing it for long and I always feel like the awkward guy out.." he sighed.

"Cuz you are..." Pogo coughed behind the paper he was reading. 

Ginger frowned. "Okay, It's not gonna be hard to find something to wear in this bus. After that, I can help with makeup and stuff. I'm pretty good at it."

Ginger smiled. "Okay!" 

I dug around and found something for him to wear and had him follow me into Marilyn's room to the bathroom. Marilyn was of course on the phone, talking to fuck knows. Should I care? I don't rightly know. 

I took Ginger's face in mine. He had a pointy nose but other than that, he had a pretty symmetrical face. "You know. You're a cutie!" I told him. 

He nervously chuckled. "Yeah..right" 

"For real!" I said again, slapping his arm. He smirked. "Okay now wipe that smile off your face, yo. It's makeup time." He nodded and closed his eyes.