Drabbleklok
Ch.1
The backstage you don't see
"Uh, boys," Charles tried to stress once again just how tight they were cutting it. "You have to get on stage soon, so hurry it-"
"WAIT!" yelled Pickles, who was waiting the advised two minutes for his piercings to disinfect.
"TOKI HOLDS STILL!!" Skwisgaar was trying to get Toki to stop fidgeting so he could apply his corpse makeup. "WHERE'S DE EYESLINERS?!"
"AW SCHIT!!" yelled Murderface. "WHERE'S THE HAIR SCHPRAY?! NATHAN, PASSH THE HAIR SHPRAY!!"
The front man waved his nails in front of Murderface, the polish still shiny. "MY NAILS ARE WET- GET IT YOURSELF!" Murderface scowled even deeper, grabbed the can of hairspray, and sprayed a cloud of chemicals to maintain the shape of his hair. Another minute of this, and they were all being pushed out the door. Toki was still trying to shove as many candies as he can down his throat, with Skwisgaar trying to brush his hair and trying to get his Norwegian counterpart not to mess up his makeup simultaneously. Nathan was still blowing on his nails to make sure they were dry. Murderface added another layer of chemicals to his hair. Pickles was the last to leave. He shook his piercings dry, put them on took a swig of his bottle of tequila, grabbed his drumsticks, and ran out the door…
…and after acting like high school girls obsessed with their makeup, the metal gods blew the minds of their mortal fans.
A/N: thank you all for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it!