So, uh, I'm gonna put a mature content warning up here because—as you can infer from the title that things happen between Vince and Nikki in this chapter and those things are written out here, so I'm warning you now. The first 1/2 of the story is okay, you'll know when to skip because the transition is very clear.
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"NIKKI THE SONG IS FUCKING FINE." Vince spat, "I have literally sang Piece of Your Action a thousand times. What do you think is still wrong with it?"
"It's not you guys," Nikki sighed, not wanting to reveal the actual reason why he kept fucking up, "It's me."
"YEAH HE'S GOT A MASSIVE FUCKING BONER RIGHT NOW." Tommy screeched.
Nikki ripped Mick's guitar out of his hands and threw it straight at Tommy's face.
"MY GUITAR!" Mick cried as Tommy fucking died. Vince and Nikki stared at him, concerned, "I-I mean, MY BOYFRIEND!"
"Glad to know you care about me, Mick." Tommy said through his pain.
"No, Tommy, I really do, just..."
"Take your fucking guitar back." The drummer huffed, he pushed it around his drum kit from the floor.
Surprisingly, Mick started taking his clothes off.
"NO NO NO NO NO WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" Vince cried, tugging on Mick's arm to make him stop, "NO STOP PLEASE! NO NO NO NO NO."
"I'm gonna get him to forgive me." Mick said, fending Vince off.
"Please keep your clothes on." The vocalist insisted, "Can't you just say sorry?"
"Don't tell me what to do."
"Mick please please please!" Vince said as he started wrestling him, "Mick stop!"
Mick was in the midst of taking his pants off. Vince came up behind him and tried to keep his pants up by holding the belt loops.
"Mick please stop." Vince paused distracted by something the guitarist was wearing, "Oh my god, are you wearing a thong?"
"Oh fuck off." Mick huffed, "Let me wear what I want."
"This is literally just confusing my boner." Nikki muttered, watching them.
"If Mick wants to take off all his clothes then let him follow his dreams." Tommy added, watching avidly.
Everyone was acting strangely, probably because their first ever show was tomorrow night.
"Vince! Stop!" Mick growled, smacking Vince repeatedly.
"LET ME DO WHAT I WANT VINCE."
It was also a full moon. That could be another contributing factor.
"OH MICK VIOLENTLY JAM YOUR MEAT STICK IN MY FLESH SOCKET!" Tommy squealed.
Mick immediately pulled his pants up after hearing that, "Okay, Vince you were right."
"TOMMY WHAT THE FUCK?!" Nikki squawked.
"What?"
"You made Mick stop acting slutty." Nikki sighed.
"If you pay me six hundred, I'll act slutty all you want bitch." Mick paused, giving Nikki a flirtatious look, "I'll do whatever you want...oh god baby...use me for your—"
"WHERE'S MY WALLET?" Nikki screamed and ran. Then he tripped over a wire and fell.
"Oh my god, Nikki." Vince sighed, "You told me you were gonna calm down."
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