Home Sweet Home (REVISED)

Chapter 20

It took Vince two whole hours to come back with the drum kit. He had gone to the music store some blocks away, but couldn't find anyone who wanted to help him get it back to his mansion, so he carried it by himself. The three others had been waiting in the kitchen. Nikki had come back with his bass, and was staring at the clock on wall when they all heard the huge doors being slammed open. "So nobody wanted to help me carry it back!?", Vince yelled, stumbling in with the drum kit. He placed it in the livingroom, and went into the kitchen, where the rest of the guys were waiting. Tommy looked at Vince, who was all sweaty and exhausted, and then at Nikki, and back at Vince. "Whoops", he said, feeling a drop of guilt. "Whatever", Vince sighed, "Let's just start playing".

All day they just played cover-songs. They hadn't written their own yet, even though Nikki had a bunch of lyrics, but without chords or any form of melody. The four of them, all worn out, just dumped down on Vince's couch. "We were fucking awesome", Vince stated, looking at the three others. "Yeah", Tommy added, wiping some sweat off of his forehead, "We're gonna get famous". Mick chuckled. "Don't get your hopes up, kid", he said. Tommy turned to look at him. "Why not, dude?", he asked. "We're not there yet", Mick replied. "Maybe one day we will be", Nikki said, dreaming about huge audiences and enormous arenas. Vince nodded. "Yeah", he said, still panting for going berserk at the microphone. They all thought about it. What if this was their ticket to fame? What if the world loved Mötley Crüe, they just didn't know it yet? That would be awesome.

They stayed up all night, drinking Vince's parents' expensive wine and partying, until Vince came out of the kitchen with an unopened bottle of Löwenbräu. "Let's play spin the bottle!", he yelled, thinking that it was the greatest idea on the planet. OK, let's face it, they were all wasted, but Vince was the worst one. They all sat down in a circle on the floor, while Vince spun the bottle out of control, so that it hit Nikki in the head. All four of them laughed. Luckily, Nikki was too hammered to feel pain, but he sure was going to feel it tomorrow. "You didn't even spin it!", Nikki yelled, and kept laughing, "You just fucking threw it!" They all kept laughing while Tommy picked up the bottle – which surprisingly enough wasn't broke – and spun it for Vince. "Vince", Tommy said, seeing the bottle stopping on Nikki, "Vince!" Vince had passed out, and wasn't responding. "This is really stupid", Mick stated, pouring himself another glass of whisky. Even drunk he was the smartest one. This was stupid. Tommy crawled over to Vince and started shaking him, while Nikki died of laughter. "Vince! Vince!", he yelled, shaking him harder. "Huh?", Vince mumbled, waking up only to feel Tommy's hard grip around his shoulders, shaking the shit out of him. He sat up, but soon fell down again, being dizzy from all the shaking, laughing through all of it. "You were supposed to spin the bottle", Tommy slurred, "It stopped on Nikki, tell him what to do". A drunken Vince looked at Tommy, then at Nikki, and over at Mick. "I dunno", he shrugged, grabbed the bottle, opened it with his teeth, and poured the entire thing down his throat. "Woah, man", Nikki exclaimed, "I don't have to do that, right?" Tommy laughed. "No, stupid", he chuckled, "But I've got an idea". Tommy crawled over to Vince, who had just drunk the entire thing. Whispering in his ear, he made sure that Nikki couldn't hear a word of it. Something that was pretty hard, considering they were all drunk and Vince repeated it out loud. Realizing what Tommy had just said, Vince turned to him, yelling: "What!?" Tommy nodded. "U-huh, he has to". Vince scratched his head in confusion. "But I spun the bottle, don't I get a say in this?", he asked. Tommy shook his head. "No, I spun the bottle for you, so technically I get to decide what Nikki should do". He turned to Nikki. "And I decided that you should kiss Vince!" Nikki wasn't paying attention; he was dressing up in Mick's leather jacket. "Nikki!", Tommy called, catching his attention, "Go kiss Vince!" Nikki didn't hesitate a second; he got up and stumbled over to Vince, throwing himself over him. It must have been strange for Tommy and Mick to watch, but they didn't really react since they were wasted, and had no idea what exactly was going on in front of them. Nikki laughed as he climbed off of Vince, moving on to Tommy instead. He pushed Tommy down on the floor, pressing his lips hard against Tommy's. "I love you, Tommyboy", he slurred, as they started making out on the floor, with Vince and Mick watching.