Leaving (MCR)

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(I had this dream on February 3, 2019. Nothing too weird happened. Like, everything is pretty realistic. It's just a weird story and it lasted for a pretty long time.)

It was nighttime, and all the members of MCR we're just chillin' in their home on a couch. Mikey was on the floor though, because he can be. They we're just watching TV but they all looked very bored.

"I'm so bored that Mikey could choke me out and I would be having more fun than this," Bob said miserably. Mikey looked at him weird.

"Ha ha. Same," Gerard stated. Mikey looked at him, too.

"Why would I be choking you guys out?"

"Because why not!" Bob replied to Mikey.

Suddenly Bert McCrackhead busted through the door. They all looked at him but didn't say anything and kept the same expressions.

"Ya'll ugly!" he announced.

"I know," Gerard said plainly. Everyone just looked at him. Then, he got up and walked over to Bert. He was then standing next to him like Bert had just picked him first to be on his team in a middle schooler's game of dodgeball. It was real awkward.

Ray got up, too, and walked over to them. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you doing?"

"I'm joining Bert's band." He stood up straight. "Their edgy."

"We're edgy..." Mikey said softly.

"Shut up, Mikey. No one cares," Gerard spat out. Mikey frowned and lowered his head.

Frank leaned over and looked at them in confusion, probably because he has yet to say something or do anything.

Ray just stood there for a few more seconds. "Oh. Alright. We don't need you!"

"Yeah!" Bob raised a fist.

"Okay. Bye, guys. I hope you all suffocate on McDonald's fries."

"Ha ha. You know I'll try to," Frank replied. Gerard laughed like a smug lad.

"Bye, trashlings." Bert waved at them and then him and Gerard just disappeared.

Ray sat back down and crossed his arms. "Tch. I can't even with that boi."

...silence

"I miss him already..." Mikey said sadly.

"I don't," Bob and Ray said.

"Yeah. No." Frank shook his head.

"So, who's gonna be the new singer? Frank, Mikey, Bob?" Everyone shook there heads. "...Okay, yeah. I miss Gerard."

"Yeah," Bob and Frank said nodding.

"Frank." Frank looked over at Ray. "Go over to Bert's house and take Gerard back."

"Why me?"

"Because we picked you."

"But I don't-" Ray pushed him out the door and locked it. "Tch. Rude." Luckily for Frank, Bert lived just next door.

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