tour bus bitches - a warped tour fanfiction

6 - After Party Part One

                Bri had returned Gerard's back brace after the fall. While it's likely Jackie caught scoliosis from the incident, it wasn't relevant because she was busy freaking out over the fact that she and Gerard touched.

The bands were all at an afterparty celebrating the first show of the tour. Jackie was drunk out of her mind and literally would not stop talking about Gerard. Ashley had requested a drunk screen recording multiple times, but she was too busy devising a plan to make her move on Gerard. For the most part, everyone laughed at her. As she finished another cup of whatever the fuck this stupid bitch drinks, Lazuli urged her to slow down.

"We've got a show tomorrow, Jackie, you should tone it down."

"Ssshut up Lauzlii,," she giggled, waving a hand in his general direction. "You've smkoedd EeVERY drug in this bithc.."

"You're drunk, Jackie."

"DRUNK INL OVEEEEE!!" Lazuli shook his head, giving up on the absolute idiot, the colossal moron, he was speaking to. She sang Justin Bieber lyrics loudly as he left her, muttering.

"This stupid bitch is gonna give me arteriosclerosis. Only weed can help me now." He dug in his weed fanny pack. To his dismay, however, there was nothing there. He had smoked it all...only empty space remained. The thot began to ponder. I'm all out of weed. What the fuck am I supposed to do? Maybe I can smoke something else...

He thought to MCR. Frank looked like a bit of a stoner. Maybe he has something. All of the sudden, Lazuli reached an epiphany. Frank is Italian. His bones probably taste like meatballs or some shit. It was then he decided he would steal his bones to smoke them.

Lazuli began searching for him around the party. He had seen Pete Wentz, Bert McCracken, and God Himself on his search before he located the meatball flavored juul pod.

"Hey Frank, can you turn around for me?"

"Yeah Shure," Frank replied. Just as he had suspected, there was a zipper on the back of his neck. Swiftly, he unzipped it, the skin falling off with no resistance and flopping on the floor.

"Time to smoke these bones." Before he could smoke the bones, however, Frank's skeleton smacked him.

"Suck my bone toes!" Bones Frank yelled, running away from the stoner thot into the party. Skin Frank flopped and jiggled behind Bones Frank, following him back into the crowd. The sight of Skin Frank was uncanny to Bri's wiggly ways. Lazuli, disappointedly sober, trudged back into the party, only to see...