The Emo Trinity/Quartet Book

Yet Another Gender Swapped Emo Story

Brenda, Dallan, Rylie, Gerharde, Michaela, Francine, Rae, Patricia, Petra, Andi, Jo, Taylor, and Jocelyn are back with the madness! :D (Let me know what you think of these girls: if it's too confusing with them around, then let me know and I'll stop using them.)

"Guess what day it is!" Francine cried.

"Why must we always be exuberantly greeted by one of the craziest members of our combined Quartet?" Dallas mused.  "Fine, is it Hump Day?"

"No, you camel-loving fool! It's..." Frankie started.  "ALMOST HALLOWEEEN!!" Brenda interrupted, strumming a guitar and wearing a black-and-red cape.  "Actually!" Gerharde cut her off.  "It IS Halloween.  Is that the correct answer, Frankie?" she asked.

"Close! What ELSE happens on October 31?!" Francine queried.  "Oh yeaaahh... IT'S FRANCINE AERO'S BIRTHDAY!!!" Gerharde cheered.  "AND SHE JUST TURNED 15 YEARS OLD!!" "16, actually, but yes," Francine nodded, playing along with the joke.  "Finally old enough to drive."

"We've gotta celebrate!" Petra said from the kitchen.  She brought out three bottles of champagne.  "Pour the champagne, pour the champaaagne," Brenda sang, eyeing the bottles with delight.  "Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends!" Petra replied, pouring three glasses.  She, Brenda, and Francine toasted and drank heartily.

"You guys are so confusing," Gerharde shook her head, not understanding the references.

"Oh c'mon guys, can't we choose a more straightedge friendly beverage?" Andi complained.  "Yeah, like chlorine!" Taylor said.  She and Jocelyn were pushing a giant metal tank into the room, followed by a small alien creature.  "If Ned likes it, it must be good.  Plus, we have tacos," Jocelyn added.

"Okay, food and drinks down.  Now what?" Francine said, thinking for a moment.  "Oh, of course! Decorations!" "Arts and crafts!" Michaela, who was sitting on the couch, jumped up.  "I love arts and crafts!" "I'll help you," Patricia offered.  The girls headed into a spare bedroom to find paper and writing utensils.

"While they're doing that... another thing we need is a cake! And since it's my cake, I'm gonna accompany whoever goes and buys it," Frankie said thoughtfully.  She cast a knowing glance at Gerharde, who barely stopped herself from grinning stupidly.  "I'll go with you," she offered nonchalantly, but inside she was screaming in delight. 

"Perfect," Francine grinned, her gaze calm, but Gerharde had a feeling she was feeling the same way.  "I'll come with," Brenda stood up, eyeing both of them suspiciously.  "What do you think we're gonna do?" Gerharde asked, chuckling.  Make out in the middle of a cake shop? Brenda just continued casting glances between the two, until they both walked away.  Panic's frontman (or rather, Worry? At the Nightclub's frontWOMAN) jumped and called, "Hey, wait up!"

At the cake shop

"Welcome to Sweets and Stuff!" the cashier greeted the girls.

(I was SORELY tempted to put T & J's Cake Compamy in here... but [A] that's  @ImNotObsessedISwear's idea, [B] I've already put Taylor and Jocelyn in here.)

"What are you looking for?" the cashier added.  "We'd like a quadruple-decker chocolate cake with chocolate buttercream frosting, white decorations, and the words "Happy 16th Birthday to Frankie Aero" on top," Francine said simply, as if she'd said "the sky is blue".  "Oh, and can you make it vegan? For a friend," she added, thinking of Andi.  The cashier, who'd been writing all of this down, looked up, looking faint.  She nodded, however, said, "That'll take approximately 2 hours," and scurried into the kitchen.  "All of that?" Gerharde asked incredulously.  "It's MY birthday," Francine retorted haughtily.  "Oh! Crud, I should've added Halloween sprinkles on it, too!" "We can go buy some while we wait," Brenda said. 

At Way-Mart

Down in the baking aisle, Gerharde and Brenda were watching Frankie inspect all of the Halloween sprinkle containers.  "Do I want bats... or pumpkins?" "Pumpkins, duh! Smashing Pumpkins, and pumpkin pie, mother...." Gerharde trailed off as a woman walked by, holding the hand of a small child.  The boy looked up at her, and she waved innocently, reminded of her own son, Thief, even though he was several years older than this kid.  (Even their children are genderswapped XD)

"Pumpkins it is," Francine decided.  Then she snatched another container with delight.  "But! But... bats! Vampires!!! Like us--" Gerharde sharply elbowed her in the ribs, and hissed, "Don't spoil our secret!"  "Ow! Well, I'm getting both, and you can't stop me!" Frankie said determinedly.  The girls checked out, paying $2 total, and headed back to the cake shop.

The Cake Shop

"Wait... how much?!" Brenda asked incredulously.  "$182," the cashier repeated.  Brenda and Gerharde both gave Frankie a look.  "Uhh..." Francine rubbed her neck uncomfortably.  "Since we're all here, why don't we split it?" Gerharde sighed.  "Fine."

Frankie placed $1.82 on the counter.  "It's all I have, just pocket money!" she cried when Brenda and Gerharde looked incredulous.  "Guess you'll have to pay $90.09," she added with a smirk.  "You're lucky I love you," Gerharde muttered, shaking her head.  She opened her wallet and put $90 and a dime on the counter.  Brenda looked like she regretted accompanying them on this trip, but she did the same, and the cashier took their money and gave them two pennies as change. 

The cashier headed into the back room and wheeled out a humugous cake.  The emo girls gawked at the sheer size.  "It's vegan, just like you requested -- no eggs or anything," the girl added, looking slightly out of breath from pushing the cake.  "How... how are we gonna get this in the car?" Brenda asked finally.  "Let's push it back, on this cart," Gerharde suggested.  "I can barely carry a coffin, much less this!" Frankie protested.  Gerharde glared at her, her patience with her girlfriend (of sorts) running thin.  "You made us pay for most of YOUR cake, now do us a favor and help us push it home."

The girls pushed the quadruple-decker cake home -- eventually.  Petra walked outside, and, seeing them, her eyes widened at the cake.  "Whoa! How much did THAT cost?" she asked, chuckling a little. 

"$182, which SOMEONE had Brenda and I pay most of the cost for," Gerharde sighed.  "This'll probably spoil before we finish half of it." "We DO have 13 people here, though, sharing it.  Who knows, we could go through it pretty quickly," Petra shrugged.  "For a pessimist, I'm pretty optimistic," she grinned.

Everyone gathered outside, and cut their own slices -- carefully, as to not topple the cake, they started from the top and worked down.  Even with 13 people, there was still about half of the cake left.  "What are we gonna do with this?" Rae asked, confused.  Dallas' face lit up.  "How about we give it to... some friends?"

At the MALE Emo Quartet's house (the same as the girl's house... just in another dimension)

Whistling "Dead!" cheerfully, Ray walked outside.  He stopped as he saw a double-layer cake, sitting on a table in their driveway.  He walked closer, hesitantly, as if he were afraid it was a bomb.  Ray noticed a note on the table, picked it up, and read it out loud to himself.

Dear Emo Quartet Boys,

'We hope you enjoy this gift! I promise, it's completely harmless.  It's not a bomb (Oh, good, Ray thought) or any sort of weapon.  It's just a leftover cake from our friend's birthday.  I don't know if you got a cake to celebrate her counterpart -- I guess his name would be Frank -- 's birthday, but if you didn't, here you go.

'Your Friend,

'Patricia Root (and the other members of the Femo Quartet)

Femo Quartet? Like... FEMALE EMO QUARTET? The realization that there were female versions of himself and his friends was too much for poor Ray.

He stumbled back and fainted on the grass.