•~Syd Barrett x Y/N~•

Part 4: Rather Close to the "Final Cut" 😳

Roger looked at Syd. "Why the F U C K does it have a knife?!"
"That doesn't matter right now Roger!" Syd exclaimed.
"It kinda does, Syd!" Roger growled.
Syd ignored Roger and looked to Gerald who was still standing in the door way with his menacing knife.
"Gerald how did you find us..?" Syd asked shakily.
Gerald looked at the guitarist and squeaked something to him and in response Syd looked at him a bit confused.
"Wh-What'd he say S-Syd..?" Y/N asked shakily.
"He said he followed my scent." He replied keeping his eyes locked on the mouse. "Gerald what do I smell like..?" He asked curiously.
Gerald squeaked to Syd and Syd rolled his eyes.

"What'd he say Syd?" Nick questioned.
Syd groaned. "He said I smell like ass." He said flatly.
Nick and Y/N covered their mouths to keep from laughing, but Roger, as we all know, Roger is different. Roger started scream laughing at this.
"He's not wrong!" Roger managed to get out between his laughs.

Syd glared at Roger and turned back to Gerald. "Gerald please I know you're angry.." Syd paused. "But I don't have anymore LSD to give you I'm sorry! It's not good for you anyways!"
Gerald stood there for a second then screeched at Syd in pure rage and swung the knife at him, Syd yelled and jumped back.
"Gerald you need to stop!" Syd shouted.
Roger had finally finished laughing at this point and looked at Syd. "What it wants LSD??" He asked trying to piece everything together.
Gerald looked at the big horseman and squeaked a few things at him angrily and Syd stood in front of Roger.
"Look Gerald I know you're mad about Grimble Gromble but that doesn't mean you have to stab Roger!" Syd said replying to what he'd squeaked.

"Oh you wanna come at me eh?!" Roger growled. "Come on! Come on then! Come on you little rat fucka!"
Gerald squeaked loudly at Roger and Syd looked down at Roger.
"He says he's a mouse not a rat."
"Same fuckin thing!" Roger rolled his eyes.
Gerald squeaked more at Roger and Syd sighed. "He said there are tons of differences such as the size of a mouse and a rat, a mouse can reach about 20 cm in length where a rat is typically 40 cm or longer. As well as-"

"They look the same!" Roger interrupted then crossed his arms.
Syd kicked Roger to make him shut up before Gerald could beat his ass.
"What the hell Syd?! Why are you kicking me!"
Y/N groaned. "He wants you to shut up Roger!"
Roger turned and stared at Y/N with pure anger.
"Y/N why don't you shut up! I bet you can't make concept albums LIKE III CAN!!" Roger sneered. Y/N just stared at Roger for a few good seconds.
"What...?"

"You can't make concept albums like I can Y/N!" He repeated. "What are you deaf??"
"Wh-What does that have to do with anything???" Y/N asked incredibly confused.
"Not everything is about concept albums!"

Roger's face heated up with anger and an argument broke out. As always, Nick just watched all the while Syd tried to make them stop as Gerald was still just chillin in front of them. Eventually Gerald got tired of that shit and squeaked at them as loud as he possibly could. Everyone turned and looked at Syd because for some reason no one else speaks mouse,so he needed to translate.
"He says: "Shut up! Where the fuck is my LSD??"" Syd said translating for everyone.

Nick sighed. "Look Gerald, he doesn't have anymore and if he did he wouldn't give it to you bec-" as Nick spoke Gerald threw the mf knife at his face. Nick yelled loudly and moved out of the way. Nick then felt a rush of wind beside his face so he then turned to stare at the knife, as it hit exactly where his head would've been. Nick looked back at the mouse who was still squeaking about his LSD he wanted (that's what Nick assumed anyway) and with sweaty hands he picked up his drumstick and threw it straight at Gerald. It bonked Gerald in the head and finally the little bitch shut up and fell to the floor...