Hey guys! This is my new story and I hope you like it!
~I do NOT own Grojband~
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In a galaxy far, far, away. Wait, wrong story. It was a sunny day in the small town of Peaceville, and a scrawny kid in the garage of a red house, was putting the finishing touches on to his invention. This boy was 13-year-old Kin, the black haired keyboardist of the band Grojband. On the other side of the garage, sat Kin's twin brother Kon, who was a heavier set kid with his spiky black hair pulled back by a red bandanna; that was somewhat matching his Groband t-shirt. Kon was sitting on the couch finding old potato chips and eating them. Kin emerged from underneath the sheet he had been working under; his tux t-shirt dusty from the dust.
"Hey, have you seen Laney and Corey?" Kin asked while brushing himself off.
"Corey is at Laney's house because she's sick." Kon answered.
"Oh. I just needed Corey for something."
"Why not me?" Kon gasped over dramatically. "I mean all of us?" Kon corrected, remembering he was part of a band.
"Well, because Kon, this specifically needs Corey. We'll call you guys if we need backup."
"Backup for what?"
"Oh nothing," Kin said smiling.
"Ok. Now I'm confused. Whoa."
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~With Corey~
Corey sat on the edge of a pink bed with a bowl of soup in his arms. The blue-headed guitarist and leader of the band, was actually showing gentleness and softness to his red headed friend named Laney. The poor bassist was bed-ridden with a high fever. Corey took a spoonful of soup and softly blew on it, careful not to drip on his poor, drowsy friend.
"Come on Laney. Wake up, you need to eat." Laney blinked her eyes open slowly, and then went to sleep again. Corey sighed at his friend's stubbornness, and dropped the spoon back into the bowl. He'd been tending to Laney's wishes all day. He didn't like it when she was sick. She looked so weak and helpless. They couldn't practice, and she seemed just so miserable. Corey felt his phone vibrate and he set the bowl on the nightstand, walked out of the room, and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey Corey, it's me Kin. I was just wondering if Laney was feeling better."
"Thanks Kin. Her fever is still high, and she can't even sit up without puking her brains out."
"Ew. I was also just wondering when you'd come visit. I've got a new invention for you to try out."
"Alright sounds fun! Wait, Kin. Aren't you in my house?"
"Dude duh. We practically live here."
"Ok fine. I'll see if Laney is ok with me leaving." Corey hung up the phone and peeked in through Laney's door, only to find Laney trying (and failing,) to push herself out of bed. Corey quickly came to her side and softly put a hand on her shoulder, nudging her to sit back down.
"What are you doing out of bed?" He asked.
"I over heard you and Kin on the phone. I want to help."
"No! You're still too sick. I'll just stay here until you get better." Corey grinned and gave her a nose boop.
"It's fine Corey. I feel a little bit better anyway. Go on." She smiled at him. He grinned back and gave her another nose boop.
"Thanks fella!" He yelled as he ran out the front door.
~With Kin and Kon.~
"Like, what are you two twerps doing here? My annoying brother isn't here so, HASHTAG GO AWAY!" Corey's 16-year-old sister said, flipping her pink haired as she slammed her bedroom door shut. The twins just rolled their eyes. Then, the garage door slid open. Corey walked in with his usual goofy smile.
"Hey guys!"
"Finally." Said Kin. Then he ran over to the sheet, and ripped it off revealing 5 helmets connected together by tubes.
"Kon and Corey, I have brought back, THE SCIENCE HELMETS.
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And first chapter is done. Please tell me if this is a good idea or not.
Sorry for all the mistakes. :0)
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ROCK GOD OVER!
