•Mötley Crüe Imagines•

"A flower crown?"

⚠️Heavy language⚠️
'The Dirt' Crüe
Tommy annoying the hell out of the other three and reminiscing
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"What the fuck was that noise? It sounded like something just exploded," Vince sat up from his spot on the tour bus, the obvious annoyance coming from his mouth. He looked at his three band members, who simply shrugged off his attitude.

The band were currently on their way to Washington, DC, for a festival they were attending. They were being joined by Skid Row, Poison, Queen, and some other iconic bands. The only problem was the other groups got a head start in their travels, so Mötley were the last ones to show up.

"Maybe we hit a fuckin' animal. I don't know," Nikki took it upon himself to answer. The bassist finished off the last bit of liquid from his water bottle and made his way up to the front of the bus, asking the driver exactly what that noise was.

Turns out, the Mötley bus was having some engine trouble, and they had no choice but to pull over onto the side of the road.

"If we have to stop, can you at least tell us how far we are from Washington?" Tommy joined his friend at the front of the bus. With his arm slung around Nikki's shoulders, the young drummer took a look outside. The sun was shining, and they were surrounded by vast trees and flower meadows.
Without giving the driver the opportunity to answer his previous question, Tommy opened the bus door and leaped out of the vehicle.

"Where the fuck is he goin'?" Mick mumbled as he watched Tommy run towards the bright colored flowers. The current scenery didn't quite match the vibe on the bus. With all four Crüe members decked out in black leather and chains, and empty alchohol bottles paired up with loose powder that could only be cocaine, it came as a shock to the three that their drummer was happily looking at the lovely bright colored flowers in the field.

"Guys! These look like the flowers my mom used to pick back in Greece!" Tommy smiled happily as he gently started to collect the different flowers; "she also taught Athena and I how to make flower crowns," Tommy reminisced as he made his way back to the tour bus.

"That's nice, drummer," Mick smiled a bit as Tommy walked back onto the bus; "and what do you plan on doing with those, hm?" The guitarist asked, and the sly smile that Tommy responded with gave him his answer.

"I swear, if you make me wear a pretty pink flower crown, I'll kill you," Vince sent a glare to Tommy before taking a hefty swig from a beer bottle. Nikki was sat beside the blond, but he didn't have the heart to tell Tommy off like that.

"Fuck it, I'll wear a flower crown. I want the blue flowers though, T-Bone," Nikki shot a smile over to his friend, who carefully started to make the flower crown. The look of concentration took over Tommy's face, and the other three weren't going to admit, but they were genuinely curious as to how Tommy worked the stems into the base of the crown.

"I'll wear one too. Make mine yellow," Mick told Tommy, who nodded as he finished Nikki's blue crown and started working on the guitarist's yellow one. Nikki took his flower crown very delicately and placed it on top of his head carefully as to not bust the faded green stems. To be honest, the blue flowers complimented his black hair quite well.

Once Tommy was done with Mick's yellow crown, he very meticulously put the flowers on top of the man's head. Mick couldn't lie, it made him feel warm and fuzzy inside to see Tommy so happy.

"Well don't you guys look fuckin' pretty," Vince laughed as he looked at his bandmates. He took another sip from his beer bottle before a sigh escaped his lips; "but since I don't wanna be the odd man out, make me a red crown, Tommy," Vince exchanged a quick glance with Tommy, who had an innocent smile on his face.

"You got it, Barbie!" Tommy said before he got to work on the flower crown. Once finished with the red one, Tommy made himself a purple crown so they could all be matching. Vince placed the flowers on top of his head and smiled at Tommy, who already had the purple flowers on his head.

"Alright guys! Engine is back up and run- what is this?" Doc walked onto the tour bus, took one look at Mötley Crüe, and seriously started to question why he decided to manage this band.

"Thanks, Doc. Let's hit the road, boys!" Tommy yelled to the bus driver who just sat back in the drivers seat. Doc shook his head and started to make his way back to the van parked behind the bus that held the bands equipment.

The rest of the four hour bus ride to Washington went pretty smoothly. With Tommy and Nikki trying to wreck havoc and cracking dumb jokes, Mick doing his usual job and making sure nothing got too out of hand, and Vince being the instigator, the ride was pretty much the same as all their other ones.

The only difference? The band were wearing pretty flower crowns. Courtesy of Tommy, of course.