Prologue:
"Damn it, Bongo!" Keila shrieked as she ran out of the apartment's master bedroom to chase after the tall mustached man, temporarily forgetting about the mess she assumed the drummer made in the bedroom both girl's shared. "I'm gonna fucking kill you!"
"It wasn't me this time, Ki! I Swear!" The hairy teen shouted down the narrow hallway leading to the living room, disturbing a majority of the other tenants in the building in the process.
"Bongo, Keila, shut up! You're gonna get us kicked out of this place again if you don't cut it out! I mean don't you guys remember the last time you did this? Marceline was ready to slaughter you guys after that!" Guy screamed at the two.
"Geez G, since when were you such a hypocrite?" Bongo questioned jokingly as he continued avoiding the small yet deadly guitarist known as Keila.
"For the last time, Bongo, it's Guy, not G. And secondly I-"The muffled sound of jangling keys interrupted the trios antics and made them all freeze instantly.
"Oh, no, it's Marceline." They all whispered feeling panicked as they all frantically tried to find a place to sit and look somewhat natural. The lock on the apartment's door clicked, allowing the lead member of Marceline and The Scream Queens to enter the apartment.
"Hey guys, I'm home." The somewhat tall, pale girl announced as she reached the kitchen and started putting away the newly bought groceries. A chorus of fearful "Heys!" and "'Sups?" filled the small apartment as Guy, Bongo and Keila impatiently waited for any indication that Marceline heard their loud antics.
"What happened to you guys? You all look like you were chased by an axe murderer or something while I was gone." The rocker girl inquired as she put the last grocery away.
"I guess you could say tha- Ow! What the hell, Ki?" Bongo yelped as Keila nudged him in the side sharply. Marceline looked at the three of them accusingly.
"Uh… Ok then. Well I'm going into my room now. "The singer said as she turned the knob to the biggest bedroom.
"Ok!" Keila replied putting on the most innocent face she could muster.
"Uh-huh." Marceline muttered as she closed the door to her room.
"Well, that was a close one, yeah?" Bongo asked, relieved as he lay back in his favorite pale grey recliner chair.
"Yeah." Guy and Keila replied, mimicking the actions of Bongo but in their own favorite chairs. After a couple minutes of the three of them reliving the day's events in their heads and thanking whatever higher being there was that they didn't get caught, Guy suddenly snapped up in his chair and looked at the other two with a worried expression.
"Uh, wasn't the mess that started this whole thing in yours and Mar- Mar's room, Keila?"
"Fuck," was all the short girl could say before the door to the room both girls shared flew open and an angry looking Marceline stormed out.
"Alright. Who. Did. It?" The enraged teen ground out between her teeth, referring to the large mess she found in her room.
"She [He] did it!" The trio yelled, each pointing at someone else. Marceline sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index finger.
'This is gonna take a while.' She thought as the rest of her band mates began shouting what happened in their own perspectives.
Alright, guys! That was the prologue of HTNB's! Please review and let me know what y'all think :) If I get enough reviews telling me to continue this then I will try to update as soon as possible.
Thanks for reading and as always stay lovely!
-xQueen