Tears is the twenty-sixth theme of my 100 Themes Challenge~

Chose Neva Beat [Remake!] for this one.
Had a good idea in mind for it. I don't know about you guys, but even after reading this for a third time I found myself giggling a bit.
Please tell me if it at least made you smile!

So tear it all down. Emotions are sky high. Never thought we'd get so out of line. And I know there's tears right behind these eyes but I don't have enough strength left to cry. And I know you think that I might let go. When my mind, is stuck on you. Can you see these tears that I'm crying?

"It… It's okay, Chariku…" Winnie snickered, backing away. She had to press a hand firmly over her mouth after that, lest something leak out that would give herself away to him.
It wasn't as successful as she had originally anticipated.
The red head pulled a face as peels of Winnie's tuneful giggles leaked out and danced in the air around his head.
"I feel like a total idiot." he said indignantly to Kipa who merely shook his head and grinned widely.
"Naw, naw, you look hip, man!"
"I feel like I'm going to break a hip! What's with the massive studs on these clothes?"
"They make you look tough."
"Kipa…" Chariku growled in a warning tone. He very nearly suited the look and that idea made Winnie laugh even more.
Grota had joined in now, a low, pleasant chuckle but he was evidently highly amused by their transformed leader before them.
Clad head to toe in black punk rocker clothing, spikes and chains and zips protruding from every possible place on him, and his usually subtle ginger hair gelled into atrociously large spikes.
"I think leather really screams… "Future of music culture" on you," Kipa pointed out, but his voice rose an octave at the end as Chariku's scowl, accompanied by a heavy layer of eyeliner got the better of him and he had to lean against Winnie to support himself.
"I am in PAIN here!" Chariku whined, turning uncomfortably in the tight, tricky clothing. This only weakened his case and the three of his friends began hooting with laughter.
Tears were running down their cheeks and splashing the hard concrete floor below them as they clutched at each other for support, gasping for air. Chariku was apalled.
When had they ever laughed this much before? They were ending themselves! Granted he did look bloody ridiculous, but what was more ridiculous was this stupid laughter!
"St-st-st-op…! Chariku-please… T-t-turn aroun-d..!" Grota spluttered between his laughter.
Huffing, Chariku did as he was told as he heard the giggles behind him die down to happy and exhausted sighs.
Curious, he turned once more to shoot them all a sceptic leer. He was not enjoying this one bit. Turning around was a big mistake. As soon as the trio saw his face again and matched it to his body they were off.
It eventually got to the stage where no sound was coming out- they were just like on the floor, clapping like retarded seals as the tears welled in their eyes.
"I'm going to burn this!" Chariku shouted as he stormed out of the base, running his hands quickly through his hair to it from it's stiff prison. Behind him, he could still hear the whoops and gasps of his friends.
He smiled.

[Neva Beat [Remake!]]
Ha! Oh, you were all expecting me to make them sad, weren't you? ;)
The little bit in italics at the start is an excerpt from a song of the same name.