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Part of The Many Adventures Of Green Day series
Forward, to Disney Land
"I wanna go on Thunder Mountain!" Tré gleefully announced.
"OK, we better get in line." Sighed Mike as he followed Tré. However, Billie remained where he was. Mike turned around and shot him a puzzled look. "You coming?" he asked.
"Er, yer. Sure... to go on thunder mountain, the big, fast, loud rollercoaster thing." Billie said sheepishly as he trailed behind Mike.
As they were being strapped into the ride, Billie on one side with Tré on the other and Mike in the middle, Billie looked noticeably pale. The ride took off and a look of unrelenting and unparalleled fear washed over Billie's face, it was like he was plummeting to his death into a fiery inferno. Mike seamed fairly neutral until a terror-stricken Billie clamped his arms around his neck. Mike's face was a combination of trying not to laugh and a slight amount of fear, but only the generic rollercoaster kind of fear. Tré, however, had his arms waving in the air and was laughing hysterically.
After the ride, Billie's legs were like jelly and he could feel his stomach trying to turn itself inside out.
"I wanna go on again!" yelled Tré. Mike had no objections and when he turned to look at a green looking Billie and said, "You ok? Not scared are you?" he smirked.
"No! I'm fine! Let's go on again." Billie said, straighten up again and putting on his 'brave face'.
Unfortunately, on ride number fifteen the carriage jolted to a halt and a voice came over the PA system, "the ride has been stopped temporarily due to technical malfunctions. Please be patient." Said the voice.
It took two and a half hours for the ride to start again. Thus, two hours of Billie hyperventilating, Tré singing 'It's a Small world' and Mike resisting the urge to shut Tré up permanently by strangling him.
They climbed back into the car, Billie sat in the back with his arms around his legs, pulling them to his chest and rocking slightly in his seat – clearly traumatized. Tré was still singing 'It's a Small world' whilst banging his hands on the dashboard, playing it like the drums. Mike looked like he was at breaking point; he grasped the steering wheel and accelerated the car violently down the road. He turned up the radio to drown out Tré and what should be playing? The song Emenius Sleepus from their Dookie album.
"What the hell? I hate these guys and this song, who wrote this?" he yelled at the radio.
"er, you did." Whimpered Billie from behind, mikes head tuned to death glare at Billie.
"Thunder Mountain!" he shouted and Billie recoiled back into his traumatized state. Tré was still singing the annoying song; each word was drilling itself into Mike's skull and it resonated through his ear drums. A vein throbbed in his forehead and his bottom eyelid twitched.
"Miiiiike, were going the wrong way." Said Tré in the 'It's a Small Word' tune.
"No, I'm not. I saw the sign. I'm going to drive off the cliff." He said sharply and crazily. "Because you won't shut up" his eye twitched even more, frustration emanated from him...
~FIN~
Thanks to my partner in crime: Renkinjutsu-Alchemist