Disclaimer: I do not own Dethklok or the Jonas brothers. Dethklok is owned by Cartoon Network, Brendan Small and Tommy Blacha. The Jonas Brothers are owned by the Disney Corporation.
Note: Any spelling error in dialogue is intentional as it is how some of the characters talk. I.E. Pickles, Toki, Skwisgaar, and Murderface.
JonasKlokBy: Kelsey and Kate
Charlie was never well liked at Harvard. True, he was captain of the debate team; but that had made him more enemies than friends and it didn't help that he was perhaps the most driven music and law student that Harvard had ever had; or that he played the tuba for twelve years.
Then one day Seline, a bright woman with aspirations to manage the next great entertainment demi-god, walked into his life and it was never the same.
The day had started as usual; everyone was drunk except for Charlie. Toki was the first one up at seven AM, as even drunk he kept a tight schedule. So by eight he was looking for someone to hang out with. Of course Charlie was up by eight fifteen, so the duty to entertain Toki befell him.
"Does yous wants to makes Popsicles?" Toki offered with a light shinning in his eyes. Charlie merely frowned.
"As much as I would love to help you cook, Toki. I'm afraid I'm expecting a phone call." He gestured to his black PDA sitting on the kitchen counter.
"Oh, is being your mommy, again?" Toki teased pouring some orange soda into a Popsicle pan.
"No Toki, it is not my mother. It is just a very important phone call."
"Is it being your goilsfriends?" At this Charlie blushed to a brutal shade of red.
"No, it is just a very important phone call."
"Who is it, den?"
"It is a personal phone call, Toki. Technically, it's none of your business; I don't have to tell you."
"But yous using da Dethklok companies phone, den whats makes its?" Charlie's jaw almost dropped into his breakfast.
"Well, Toki," he mumbled, "That is a very good point."
"Well, den who is it?" Charlie swallowed hard.
"Her name is Seline; we met in collage and have been friends for a very long time. We are both in the same business of music management and that gives us two busy schedules. This will be the first time that we've talked in two month." Toki stared at the educated Harvard grad while putting the Popsicle pan in the freezer and grabbing a root beer.
"So dat is your goilsfriends?" A blood vessel in Charlie's face burst from embarrassment.
"Well, no, Toki. We are both very busy. Too busy, unfortunately, to have any relationship, with anyone." Toki took a loud sip of root beer.
"So she is be the goil you wants to dates but whats can'ts because yous are a selfish work-aholzaks?" Charlie was about to respond when he saw the PDA dancing on the counter. He quickly grabbed the phone and his coffee and started on his way to the office. He was slightly shocked to notice Toki following him but even still answered.
"Hello, Seline." Charlie answered formally. Two seconds passed and then a cool confident female voice met his.
"Hello, Charles. How's life in your neck of the woods?" Charlie's heart skipped a beat when he heard the heartfelt diction as she called him Charles.
"Well, things with the boys are going great, Seline. They're going to be participating in a lot of interesting business endeavors, the albums due in a month."
"Yeah, I've heard fan suicide rates are up again. But then I thought, when are they not?" She laughed an innocent chuckle and Charlie made an odd noise in his mouth that might have been mistaken for laughter. Toki, on the other hand, was definitely laughing.
"Shut up, Toki!" Charlie snapped. Toki, who had never heard Charlie raise his voice for even a second dropped his root beer and stood still.
"What was that, Charles?"
"Nothing, how are your boys doing?" He questioned cheerfully.
"Well, mine are pretty busy too. I just got out of a Radio Disney recording. Listen, you think Dethklok is loud, listen to a thousand pre-teen girls scream for an hour. That could wake a lake troll." Charlie made that noise again, and then he got bold. He bit his lip for a second, building up courage, and said something he should have said back in collage.
"I was wondering, Seline, is there any chance you'd be free this evening? Possibly, would you want to come over for . . ." he wanted to say date but mumbled a few words together and decided on: "dinner?" There was silence over the phone line. Then finally she spoke.
"Charles, that would be, wonderful. But I'm afraid I can't leave the boys alone. The girls would tear them apart!" Suddenly, Toki yanked the phone out of Charlie's hands.
"Dat is okay, Lady! Mordous has snipers with big shinny guns. Deh's 50 caliber or something. Deh won't let those liddle goils through." Charles grabbed the phone and shot Toki what appeared to be some ancient lawyer curse through his eyes.
"I apologize for that, Seline. If you can not make it I completely understand."
"Wait, Charles!" she said hurriedly, "I think that can work. Maybe your boys and my boys could hang out for a little bit and we could, talk." Charlie popped another blood vessel in his cheek.
"I would like that a lot, Seline." Even Toki was smiling at that.
"I'm halfway across the country right now, but if I take the boy's private plane I think I could be there by, six-ish tonight?"
"That would be amazing, Seline. I can't wait to see you then." A loud scream was heard across the line.
"Oh great. One of the fans got in somehow. Charles, I got to go. I'll see you later tonight. Bye!" After the click Charlie stood still for a second, just listening to his heart beat a thousand times its regular pace. Then he did the most unusual thing Toki had ever seen a man in a suit do. He jumped up and down like a schoolgirl screaming:
"Yes, yes, yes!" Toki could feel the joy bouncing around in the room and joined in.
"Whats are wes jumpings for, Charlies?" He asked beaming. After Charlie stopped he responded.
"Go wake up the boys. Tell them I'm calling a band meeting."
"But deys all sleepings?" Toki questioned.
"I don't care; this is important. Seline and the Jonas Brothers are coming over and I need everyone on their best behavior." Toki smiled and turned to leave, but before he did he left Charlie with one last sing-songy remark.
"Charlies has a goilfriends!"
