The Best Sort Of Accident

Desperately hoping to get a chance to hold a gallery with his art featured, and lost in the drama of his job, Gerard Way was stuck in a strange town with strange people and a dumb coffee shop that held even stranger ones. He reunites with some old friends at the venue he works at, and even gets along pretty well with Pete, the short, energetic guitarist with just slightly too much eyeliner on. When Pete invites him to a Halloween party with his band mates, promising it to be "a sick as fuck party, dude", Gerard accepts, not knowing that once he gets there, some short asshole with a Frankenstein mask and a shitty lighter will enter in a fit of birthday-induced rage and fuck up his life, and he can only hope its in a good way.