Family Est. 1981 (Rebel Sixx / Mick Mars)

Rock n roll all night & party every day!

Important- In this story Mick did get married to Sharon in '71. But they only have one child together. Stormy was born in ' 73 and her parents divorced in '74. Stormy is the only child of Mick in the story. In 1981 she is 8 and her mother has full custody. Mick  hardly gets to see his daughter. But that dosnt mean he dosnt love her. Rebel is about to learn things about Mick that confuse her.

{After Mötleys first show}

After the show, Nikki, Vince and Tommy announced to a kind of 'After Party' back at Nikkis place. But Mick and Rebel would rather not be at the small packed out place, with drunk people they didn't know. So Nikki suggested Rebel just hang out with Mick.

Mick parked outside of Nikkis apartment. "Sure you don't want to come to the after party Rebel?" Nikki asked, the last to get out of the car, he had been in the passenger seat. "Yea. I'm staying away from partys for awhile." She said sighing. "I didn't like how the last went." Nikki shook his head. "Alright. Mick, you sure your okay watching her?" Mick smirked. "I think I can handle babysitting." Rebel huffed, crossing her arms. Mick glanced at her in the review mirror, but she looked away from him.

"We're going to get something to eat. I'm staved." Mick said looking to Nikki. "Alright- Cool. Just keep her safe?" Mick smiled and Nikki shut the door after saying goodbye. Rebel climbed into the front seat and watched the guys walk into Nikkis appartment. "How much you wanna bet they get the cops called on them?" Mick asked pulling onto the road.

Rebel didn't answer him, she keep her arms crossed, looking out the window. "Okay then." Mick muttered turning the radio on. An Aerosmith song came on amd Rebel hummed along. "You- You like Aerosmith Kid?" Mick asked glancing to the girl. "Yea. Who dosnt?" Mick smirked watching the road. "And I don't need babysitting!" She snapped, glaring at the man. He smiled watching the road.

Rebel gulped when Mick stopped outside of an apartment building. "I-I thought you said you were starving?" Rebel asked, looking from the unknown building, to Mick sitting beside her. "I am. But I can order take out- And you want me to show you some stuff on the guitar right?" He asked looking her over. Rebel gulped and shook her head yes.

"Alright then- Lets go on inside." Mick opened his car door, before going to the trunk to get  his guitar. Sighing Rebel got out and followed the older man into his bottom floor apartment. The number on the red door said 13 and for some reason Rebel found herself smirking 

Rebel and Mick walked into his living room and he flipped the light on.  It had a couch, coffee table, two large chairs, and a TV. "Would Pizza be good?" Mick asked walking to his small kitchen. "Um- Yea." Rebel said standing uncomfortably in the door way. "Just cheeses and Pepperoni right?" Rebel blinked. "Yea- How did you-." She started. "When Tommy saved you some, he asked Nikki what kind you liked." Rebel smiled. "I'll go order it, if it's good?" Rebel shook her head yes. Mick went to the green phone hanging on the kitchen wall.

"Take a seat or- The bathrooms down that little hall- I actually clean!" Mick called out standing in his kitchen. Rebel snickered going to the bathroom. But she noticed four doors. She opened the first one to find a suply closet, she opened the second one to find a small bedroom, but it looked untoched. Sighing she opened the next one to find the clean bathroom- well cleaner than Nikkis was.

She gulped, glancing back to make sure Mick wasnt around. He was still standing in his kitchen, talking on the phone. Smirking she pushed the last door open with her foot, since it wasnt closed completly. She knew just by looking at it that it was Micks. It screamed his style. A few guitars were lined up on the wall, and a stack of amps too. Other than that was a big bed and a tall dresser. As well as a few bottles of medication sitting on the desk. 

She closed the door and quickly made her way to the bathroom. A stand up shower, toilet and a sink. "Kid?" Mick asked after he ordered. When she didn't say anything back he went down the hall and smirked seeing his room door open. "Rebel?" He asked knocking on the bathroom door. "Yea?" She asked. "The pizza should get here soon. You want to start right off with the guitar playing- Or would you want to watch TV or something? Wait for that until after we eat?" The toilt flushed and Mick stepped back after he heard the water turn offf.