KISSmas oneshots of Christmas 2020

day 1 of kissmas: getting drunk on eggnog before going onstage

"So you are going on in about an hour. Just stay in the green room until you are called on." one of the crew members of the show told the band.

"Well, since we have time, we might as well take advantage of the perks of the green room." Eric Singer said as he walked up to the open buffet for those that were going through the green room.

"Yeah and then be surprised when you are running for the toilet after we get off stage later." Paul said as he watched the rest of them gorge themselves on the free food, shaking his head, as he went for the eggnog at the end of the table.

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"Why are the walls spinning?" Eric asked, as he went to sit in one of the chairs and hold onto his knees.

"Maybe that's food poisoning setting in." Paul said as he smirked at Eric.

"yes , says the drunk one." Eric commented, as he looked up at Paul's surprised face.

"What? I'm not drunk?" as paul hiccupped and patted at his chest as Eric laughed.

"Drunkie...."

"No, all I had was..." Paul said as he looked at the punchbowl that was filled with eggnog. Walking over to it punchbowl, lifting up the spoon and sniffing at it.

"Oh no, we can't go on like this. I wasn't the only one that had the eggnog." Paul said as he stumbled, as a crashing sound was heard off in the other room, as Tommy and Gene came in leaning on each other.

" i was just telling Tommy that I can't see my face in the mirror." Gene said as he laughed, as hiccuped.

"Dear god we can't go on. We're all drunk." Paul said as he went to get up and went back to sit down, as Eric got up.

"Ok, i'll go and tell the people that are running this that we can't go on." Eric said as he went to the back, passed the greenroom, and was met with one of the crewmembers, headset on and clipboard in hand.

"Ok you guys are up next."

"Yeah, about that. We can't, we all kinda are...not in the right headspace."

"Well you're going to have to go anyways there's no one else to step in your spot. Get everyone else. They are expecting you in a few minutes." the crewmember said as they walked away just as quickly as they came. Leaving Eric to face the rest of the band by himself.

"Crap crap crap crap crap. They are gonna kill me." he said as he walked in, as he locked eyes with Paul.

"They didn't listen did they. Crap." Paul said.

"Nope they are expecting us in a few minutes." Eric said, as Paul got up.

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"And we see coming up next the Hottest band in the land, KISS on their own float for the macy's thanksgiving parade!" one of the hosts said as the dinky excuse of a float was coming down the road as the band was lip syncing "rock n roll all nite".

"Lets get through this, then it's over" Paul said aloud, trying to take a breath to calm his stomach, to prevent him from throwing up on national television.

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"And we are done!" Eric said as he got off his drumkit and off the float, running towards one of the trash cans as Paul was doing the same, and pushing Eric out of his path so he could puke into the bin.

"Oh thank god, i didn't know if i was going to be able to keep it in. Oh my god." Paul said as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand, looking around him and seeing Eric, Tommy and Gene all puking in trash bins.

"Happy thanksgiving, you guys did great!" one of the crewmembers said, as each of the members came up from their trash bin, looked at the person and continued to puke.