Kidnapped by My Chemical Romance

Jesus Frank, do you know how to knock?

"UPSIE DAISY, WAKEY WAKEY EGGS AND BAKEY."

"What the f-"

"RISE AND SHINE, WERE GOING OUT FOR PANCAKES."  I sat up in bed to be met with the face of Frank, who was giddily jumping around my room.

"Jesus Frank, do you know how to knock?"  I said groggily as I rubbed my eyes.

"WHATS KNOCKING, NEVER HEARD OF HER."  Frank yelled.

"Frank chill, your scaring her," Ray giggled as he leaned on the door frame.

"BUT PANCAKES." Frank whimpered.

"How are we gonna go out for pancakes?  The last time we left the house, we literally had to run out of Walmart."  I asked, looking at Ray.

"...you'll see" Smirked Ray as he walked out of the room.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I turned to Frank.

"Uhhhhh I dunnooooooo." He shrugged and walked out of the room.

"Geez," I muttered, pulling on one of the black t-shirts I bought at Walmart, and some blue jeans.    The T-shirt was pretty big.  Actually, I didn't remember it being this big on me when I bought it.  I quickly tied it up with a hair tie, and proceeded downstairs to meet the guys.

"What's popping" I said as I entered the kitchen. "...what are you doing". Frank, Ray, and Mikey were all stood around what looked like a beer.  They sort of just stared at it, ignoring me when I came it the room.

"Uh, GUYS" I said a little bit louder, which seemed to get their attention.

"Oh, uh, hi, sorry" Said Ray, still concentrated on the brown bottle.

That's when I sort of got annoyed.  I decided to snatch the bottle. That should get their attention.

"HEY STOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING THATS ARE ONLY ONE."  Yelled Frank

"We found it in the fridge, and I forgot to get more when we went to Walmart, and we haven't had a beer in like a week and wE CANT LET YOU DESTROY IT, RED." Said a feisty Ray.

"GiVe It BaCk" Whined Mikey.

"......What's in It for me?" I asked

"Depends on how old you are." Said Ray.

"I'm Twenty Three, But I don't like alcohol."  I Replied.

"I'll let you play with Jamia and Nestor" Said Frank

"I do that anyways" I chuckled.

"I'll make you a special cup of coffeeeeeeeeeeee"  Said Mikey,

"Now that's an offer I can't refuse."  I said as I put the bottle down on the table.  Ray swiftly grabbed it before either of the two could get to it.

"We must save this for a special occasion.  Like maybe a Saturday, because saturdays are for the boys."  Explained Ray

"Yea I guess.  But I'm hungry, so can we go get pancakes now?" Said Frank

"Fine, go get in the van." Ray said as he safely put the beer in the fridge.  I started to follow along with the others, until Ray stopped me.

"Hold on a sec.  Is that my T-shirt?"  Asked Ray.

"What?  No, this is m-"  I paused and looked down at the shirt.  It was, in fact, Ray's Metallica shirt, "Uh"

"It's fine," Ray chuckled, "You can keep it."

"Oh, alright" I blushed, "... pancake time?"

"Yeah" He said with a smile.

HEY YALL.  SO MUCH HAPPENED THE PAST FEW MONTHS.  SHANE DAWSON.  I SAW FRANK IERO LIVE.  MY.  FREAKING. CHEMICAL. ROMANCE. GOT BACK TOGETHER DNISJBUSKHBSUIHBSIUHBSUIH I-.  *ahem* sorry I had a bit of a burst there.  Well, make wise money choices kiddos- 💖💖xodlih