The Great Debate
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the members of My Chemical Romance...or any mooses/moosi/meese...or the quote from which this fiction was based...or Google.
Short, one shot fic. so ya know...read on my friends :D
Gerard's POV
Life couldn't be any better. On a break from touring with the band and sitting watching Goldfinger with my little brother and my best friend. Yes, life is good. Suddenly Frank piped up with the world's hardest question to answer.
"Do ya think Goldfinger was ever chased by a flock of mooses?"
Mikey and I both gave him strange looks.
"What?" he asked innocently.
"Well..." Mikey started, "First thing; no he hasn't 'cos that would be terribly uncool and second thing; the plural of moose is moosi not mooses."
I couldn't help laughing, but then I thought seriously about what Mikey had said.
"Mikes," I said while shaking my head, "First thing; it would be awesome if that happened and second thing; the plural of moose is not moosi or mooses."
"What is it then smart-arse?" asked Frank with a smirk.
"Simple," I smiled, "it's meese."
Frank suddenly pulled out a shot gun, pointed it at my head and shouted
"It's fucking mooses you dick!"
Mikey then surprised me even more by grabbing a giant samurai sword out of nowhere and proceeded to wave it at frank and I whilst also shouting
"You two don't know what you're fucking talking about! I went to college, it's clearly moosi!" and with that he started advancing on Frank (who still had the shot gun) brandishing his sword.
I sighed, walked over to them and pulled them apart before anyone could die.
"First, Mikey you're a college dropout you bastard and second," I pulled out a grenade, "You two gits can both fuck off cos it's fucking meese!"
And with that I pulled the pin and everything was gone in a flash of light
*BOOM!*
Ray's POV
I walked into the living room after hearing shouting and saw the aftermath. I shouted for Bob, who came running into the room.
"Meh," he said, "Wanna go for coffee?"
"Sure, to Starbucks!"