Shipwrecked On Emo Island

◌ Eight ◌

"I'll get him! Dallon said, swimming out and retrieving Ray. When they got to the sand, Ray was surrounded quickly, the group catered to his needs and got him a towel from Andy's suitcase.

"I know that ditching you was wrong and I regret it deeply. I am so sorry I took the last spot on the raft. I betrayed you all and left my three best friends here." Ray said on the verge of tears.

"Aww Ray it's alright, you did what anyone would have done in your position." Mikey said. "As long as you're okay."

Ray smiled at Mikey. Mikey blushed, he loved Ray's smile.

"So why did you come back?" Pete asked.

"Well not only did I miss you so much but while we were on the raft, Tyler and Josh... they started making out in front of me! I was right there! They had no shame in doing that in front of me! It was almost as if I wasn't there! After the first fifteen minutes I cleared my throat and coughed a bit. That did nothing. Then I tried talking to them. I would ask about how their day was and when they didn't answer, I would answer for them. Then I tried singing. I ended up reciting Shakespeare somehow. I put up with it the first two hours and then I figured if I made it that long I could last until we found the mainland. But they never stopped! All night long! I just couldn't deal with it anymore, I jumped out and I don't even think they noticed."

"No way, that's crazy!" Frank said.

The group was surprised, nobody expected Tyler and Josh were together. Or willing to do such PDA's in front of pretty much a stranger.

After Ray arrived, the rest of the day went by quickly. At 6:00, everyone started to get hungry. It got darker. The air got colder.

"Did anyone pack anything to eat for the cruise?" Frank asked.

He received a "no" from the group.

"Well, I packed Cheez Whiz. I can't live without it. It's in my bag." Ryan said.

He walked over to his suitcase and pulled out a tub of Cheez Whiz and a spoon. He came back to the circle and put the tub between his legs. He opened the top and took a large scoop and ate it."

"Ew!"

"Man, what's wrong with you?"

"That's the only thing we have to eat?"

Joe cried again.

"Nasty!"

"What?" Ryan said, offended. "It's good!" He took another scoop.

"Man, I wish we had some of that Mexican food from the vending machine." Patrick said, his stomach growling.

Pete gagged remembering the Greasy Taco incident. Patrick instantly started patting his knee.

"Yeah I could really go for some more Beefaroni." Ray said.

They continued to talk, completely losing track of time. Hours flew by and very unexpectedly, the skies opened up and rain poured everywhere. With no shelter to hide, and no fire, the guys felt helpless. There was nothing they could do now.

"Let's all pray we make it out alive!" Brendon yelled, sobbing.

"SAY A PRAYER, SAY A PR-YEAEEYEAHEEYEAUH!" Gerard screamed.

They all joined hands in the pouring rain. Gerard belted out a prayer. "OH LORD AND SAVIOUR, OUR EMO GOD AND KING FOREVER AND EVER. OH POWERFUL BILLIE JOE ARMSTRONG, PLEASE HELP US. GUIDE US WITH YOUR BEAUTIFUL, PURE EMO SPIRIT. REMAIN WITH US DURING THESE HARD TIMES."

With a burst of lightning, a figure appeared in their circle.

"BOW DOWN BEFORE ME! I COMMAND YOU! WORSHIP THE GROUND I WALK ON!" Billie Joe Armstrong said in a thunderous voice.

Without hesitation all eleven people got down on their knees and started worshiping him. They were completely shocked. When he started laughing hysterically, they still continued to worship, not questioning his odd behavior.

"Oh please! This is perfect! Too perfect!" Billie Joe said between gasping laughs. "I'm joking, stand up! It was all a joke! You were so eager to worship me, I mean, I'm honored but what the..."

The group gathered around Billie Joe, slightly confused and firing questions at him.

"Are you really the emo god?" Joe asked.

"Well, did I not just come from the sky with a bolt of lightning?"

"Did you hear our puh-ray-ur?" Gerard asked.

"Why else would I be here? I wouldn't waste my time on this measly little island, would I now?"

"Why are you faded? Like, you're translucent right now, did you know that?" Frank said.

"Oh ooops, my bad!" Billie Joe said, turning back into his human state.

"Are you dead?" Frank asked.

"No. But you are." he said, pointing at My Chemical Romance.

It got really awkward for a moment or two.

"So anyway, you guys clearly need help, right?" Billie Joe asked, watching everybody nod. "I was watching you guys up in emo heaven and to be honest it was the funniest thing ever. You were all so clueless and fumbling around like fools. But whatever, that's to be expected from anyone who got stranded on an island."

He kicked a rock by his shoe. "I guess you could say you're all a bunch of American idiots..."

"Sorry to interrupt but how were you in emo heaven? Didn't your band Green Day just have a show two nights ago in Atlanta?" Mikey questioned.

"Actually it was Boston but correct, we did play a show two nights ago. You see, I can go up to emo heaven whenever I want to and come back anytime." Billie Joe explained. "I want to help you guys get off this island. It's sad to see my fellow emos stuck out here, because let's face it, you all would die in a matter of two days."

"What? No way! We would last way longer than that! You're just saying this to scare us!" Brendon said, angrily.

"Oh really, forehead? You wanna test me on that? In fact, you would have died of a milk overdose." Billie Joe said.

Brendon swallowed nervously, realizing he was probably right.

"And Ryan, you would have drowned. Joe could have died of dehydration from crying so much. Frank, Ray, Dallon, a palm tree would have fallen on you. In about ten seconds."

Billie Joe paused and for ten seconds the only sounds you could hear were the calm waves and a slight gust of wind. Finally, a thundering crash sounded and as a palm tree fell somewhere in the woods.

"We- we would have been u-under t-that?" Dallon asked feeling sick.

"Yes. But I am here to make sure that doesn't happen. I like you guys. You are dedicated members of our emo community. Some of you might be saints one day. So I am going to help you and even assist you in getting off the island with maximum safety."

They all cheered and hugged the emo god Billie Joe Armstrong, thanking him greatly.

"On one condition." He said.

"What's that?"

"I'm gonna need you to cooperate with each other and complete a series of tasks and challenges."