The Gang – Gang-Wave

Prologue

Newscast began…

The female reporter announced, "Folks, the US super-group, The Gang, has resurfaced. Ever since the group's recent appearance was back in February, on the roofs of Abbey Road Studios, the legendary building where The Beatles performed on the roof, in their final live concert, forty-one years ago, the group, led by front man Percival Gaynes, are going into a huge change. The group had made a huge press conference, concerning the future of the band, located in Washington DC. We take you live for the media's biggest announcement for the Ever-Fab Five."

The Gang's Farra, Peter, Mizuki, Steven, & Heather were by a podium, being interviewed by the media.

One reporter asked, "Uh, kids, what is this huge announcement you are making."

Steven Cooke announced, "Well, before we do, we here at the group have had a lot of fun, since we met each other. I must say that it's a thrill to be a part of the group. We here at The Gang, show the art of expanding. However, I, Steven Cooke, have never been happier."

"How so?"

Heather Dunn-Nevins said, "My step-bro, Percival, has left The Gang."

The crowd gasped, as Heather added, "Of course, his role with us will stay on, but not musically."

A reporter in a beige blouse asked, "Excuse me, a question for Steven Cooke: Do you have any hatred towards The Percival? If so, then why?"

Farra Stevens-Gaynes groaned, "Oh, here it comes."

Steven glared, "I'll tell you why. Steven Cooke blames The Percival for my date! Seina Katsura was the one that got away! We dated before, but she never called back! And I blame him for it."

Farra mocks Steven's rants with her hand flapping every word.

"Uh, a question for Heather the drummer: is it true that your husband, Goodwill Ambassador Steven Nevins, is running for seventh term?"

Heather turned away, "Hmph! I wish him best of luck."

"Are you upset?"

She then responded, "No. I just miss him, since he lives in England, his hometown. Do you know how hard it is to care for two daughters and be the famed Peter Chris of the group?"

Farra asked, "Don't you mean Ringo Starr?"

Peter Giese replied, "I thought it was the chick from The White Stripes."

Heather sighed, "I'm going to be the next drummer girl."

Peter griped, "DUDE! You're totally a drummer animal!"

The crowd was in confusion and murmuring, as the interview continued.

A reporter in a derby announced, "A question to Mizuki Ta-kaws?"

Mizuki Takase groaned, "Takase…"

The reporter continued, "There are rumors about you lately. Tell us: are your breasts real?"

Mizuki covered her chest and was embarrassed, while Peter was angry. Farra restrained him.

"Peter, no!" She shouted.

Mizuki growled, "That's none of your business… My breasts are very sensitive towards the paparazzi…"

"She's a D-cup," Steven mocked.

Peter muttered, "No fair why you guys rip on my girlfriend! She's not Britney Spears or Lady Gaga. She's full-blooded Japanese babe-o-hunk-a-matic… or something."

Mizuki blushed, "Oh, Peter…"

Farra shouted, "That didn't make sense!"

"A question to Heather: is it true that your hair is dyed?"

Farra answered, "I am dyed, too. Heather had hers cut and dyed, since a certain pop idol that she admired fell rock bottom. You got a problem with that?"

Heather replied, "Yes, it is. But I like this style, since I wanted to have black hair, like those mop-tops from Liverwurst."

The Gang bellowed to Heather, "Liver-pool!"

Heather giggled, "But overall, I chose auburn, since it matches my sister's hair from down her-."

Steven and Farra covered her mouth. The media continued.

A woman in red asked, "This is to Peter Giese: Since when did you learn to play guitar?"

"Around fifth grade," Peter said, "I used to play the drums, but my legs couldn't keep up. So, I went ahead and strummed on the ol' banjo, I mean, Gibson."

The reporter asked, "So, how did you and Mizuki met?"

"It was a gig in Japan, called Comic Party. Her boyfriend, a sucky doujinshi loser, cheated on her for a purple haired, ahoge ridden bimbo. I forgot to mention that her IQ is as big as Silly Putty. It was the reason we revised a song I wrote called, 'I'm here'."

Mizuki tugged his arm, "Peter… Don't help me… What's done is done."

She then spoke in the microphone, "Well, what he means is my Kazuki went off with some two-timing, violet-haired, crab munching, MAHO-LOVING, BIG FAT SLUTTY OMEGA (BEEP)!"

The Gang was in shock, feeling embarrassed.

A reporter in a brown coat asked, "Hello. Florida Gazette; question for Mrs. Gaynes: Is there talk of you having a baby in your future?"

Farra blushed, "Oh… not yet… but one day, I'm looking forward… to that, uh, that… bundle of joy…"

A reporter in black inquired, "Is there rumors that your sister is 100% gay? Tabloids have heard about it."

Farra shouted, "THAT'S NONE OF YOUR (BEEP) BUSINESS! Tabloids are wrong!"

Peter patted her head, "Calm down, kiddo. There's no need to-."

Steven jeered, "She's full lesbian."

"STEVEN!" Farra yelled.

Heather giggled in embarrassment, "He's just kidding. Those small magazines let out such lies."

Farra strangled Steven, "You leave my family alone, loser!"

Steven cried out, "I'm just saying facts!"

"NO, YOU'RE NOT!"

The group started to argue, as they were ranting with each other. Heather and Steven were trying to protect each other, while Farra wanted to throttle Steven. All Peter could do was laugh loudly in hilarity. Mizuki started to seethe. She pounded the podium and cried out:

"EVERYONE SHUT UP!"

The Gang halted, as Mizuki barked, "May we respond to why we are summoned here? Percival left last week, and you guys are acting like (BEEP-BEEP) babies! The last thing we want is a break-up of The Gang! I cannot have Steven Cooke act like a (BEEP), Heather as such a prima-donna, missing her husband, and I damn sure don't want Farra and my boyfriend to act like big siblings! So, we have been through tough times and such embarrassing moments, but I cannot let you four jackasses act like such (BEEP)."

The reporters were in silence, as Mizuki explained, "As the latest member to the group, we wanted to expand our horizons. As you see, Percival left the group for many reasons. 1) He wants to control the group's financial provisions, since our budget is $75 each for lunch, gas, and bills. 2) He left the group to become our colonel to us Elvis boys."

"So, you are saying that he's your manager?"

Farra smiled, "My husband is not in the band anymore, but he'll be with us, all the way. And as the leader of the group-."

Steven growled, "HEY! Steven Cooke is the new Percival! I'm the future John Lennon of this group! YOU are the Paul McCartney of this group!"

Farra bickered, "OH? Since when does a (BEEP)-bag like you consider yourself a leader?"

They continued to bicker, as Mizuki sighed and explained to the press, "We'll tell you about our upcoming project in our upcoming blog that I wrote for the group."

Farra and Steven began brawling, while Heather tried to break them up. All Peter could do was laugh.

Mizuki groaned, "This interview is over…"

She turned to the group and moaned, "Morons…"

At The Gang's home, Mizuki scolded her four band mates.

"I'm surprised by you guys," she barked, "You guys have been fighting, ever since Percy left the group. I know that it's you guys that needed to do the project. Remember the old days? We were awesome."

"Uh, newsflash, Miss Hollywood," Farra jeered, "You and Mr. Douchington weren't in The Gang, in the old days."

Heather whimpered, "Steven and I were the originals…"

Steven comforted Heather, "It's okay, Heather."

Peter smiled, "Peter Giese, Kid Superstar, is here, whiners! What do we need to improve?"

Farra said, "Well, Percy said that we have to introduce a new group concept. We need more friends. Besides, it wasn't the same since Steve and Michelle were in the group."

Peter sighed, "Those limeys? These guys wouldn't tell the difference between Beatle and Monkee."

Heather griped, "Don't talk to my hubby like that!"

Mizuki stamped her foot and shouted, "SHUT UP! I took time off of the film, "Project: Peach", just to set you douchebags straight! (Sorry, Peter…) I cannot have you guys bicker on! It's all Percival's idea, since he suggested that, to increase The Gang's membership. Let's not forget that there are some people that adore us. There were our friends in the US, my friends back in Japan (sans my asshole ex-boyfriend), and of course, England and its Beatles fans."

"We have been composing some of Sir Paul's songs," Peter giggled, "Brits love us!"

"Not all people, ducks," Heather smiled.

Mizuki asked, "Uh, one question: how are we going to recruit? People like us don't tend to improve with extra members, like the NFL or the cast of that new Japan reality show."

"Don't forget the Mickey Mouse Club, babe," Peter smiled, "That group had over 30 people, and many of them went on to be celebrities."

"Uh, big guy," Farra remarked, "I think there were about fifty; and about few of them had the huge limelight shone on them."

Steven then boasted, "Then, as leader of the group, Steven Cooke will-!"

"HEY!" Farra shouted, "I'm the leader, here!"

"OH? Are you still hurt about that slander about Joanna? I was just kidding."

"Are you implying that my sis is on the other side?"

"Steven Cooke suggests that, since you are the tomboyish of the group, with huge knockers."

Farra strangled Steven, "YOU! You perverted skeez!"

Steven cried out, "Don't hate me; you're the bitchy member here!"

"And you're the definition of a douche!" She screamed.

Peter cried out, "DUDE! NO MORE! Stop fighting and no more insulting family members!"

Mizuki nodded and requested, "And that's just it! We're without a leader here!"

Heather left the room, heading to her bedroom.

Mizuki then added, "Here's how it goes. Until the matter is resolved, I will fill in as temporary leader. Percival and I have produced some areas to try, just to find people. This is how: Peter, you take the people in the Japanese area, since they idolized you, ever since you and I became lovers."

Peter saluted, "You can count on me, babe-a-licious!"

"And stop giving me incoherent pet names!" She shouted.

She turned to Farra, "Listen, I know we had our differences before, but would you help find people in the USA?"

Farra smiled, "I suppose. It'll be nice to find some American slice in The Gang, since we're 5/6 American."

Mizuki barked at Steven, "That leaves you, Cooke. You and Heather will go to England and recruit the people there. I have a friend that'll help you. We met, during my first day of shooting "Project: Peach". AND, she happens to know Percival really well."

Steven groaned, "I'll do it, but I won't like it. I hate our manager… always. That bastard ruined my life, losing Seina from me."

Mizuki sighed, "Just shut up… and let it go. It's an obvious result: she dumped you."

"Hey, babe," Peter asked, "How many members do we need?"

Farra remarked, "I think we can only produce about a maximum of thirty. I don't think Percival's budget will cover our expenses, since he's a multi-billionaire."

"Sweet!" Peter gave a thumbs-up, "The Gang is done with the mission! Maximum of thirty, with a minimum of 6! Mission complete!"

WHACK!

Peter got a lump on his head.

"STUPID!" Farra shouted, "We haven't even looked!"

Mizuki sighed, "You guys can do whatever you want, but I have to return to Hollywood. Me in my Cosplay of Card Master Peach isn't waiting for me on my hands and feet."

Steven then asked, "So, should we like charter a jet, maybe?"

"Oh, I think my darling has some transportation in mind…" Farra winked.

XXXXX

And so, the group went in three separate jets. Peter was in the first jet, heading to Japan.

"Dude," he smiled, "I cannot wait to visit Shibuya! Or, for that matter, maybe their sushi won't suck!"

The second jet was en route to England, with Steven and a broken-hearted Heather.

"Hey, Heather," he asked, "You feeling okay?"

"I miss him…" Heather sobbed and winced, "I miss him…"

Steven held her tight, as the jet headed to London.

The third jet was heading to California, with Mizuki and Farra on board.

"Anyway," Mizuki said, "I needed to drop back to Hollywood to continue my role as Cos-Bot Peach. You can handle it in Los Angeles."

"Uh… Cos-Bot?" Farra asked.

Mizuki explained, "If I tell you what a Cos-Bot is, will you promise not tell my boyfriend? I sometimes think he's a robo-fetish."

"He's not… I can tell you. But I'll keep it a secret, at least until it's released, if you give me a role for your next movie."

"Okay, deal. But I cannot let you ride it alone. I'll see if Heather, if not all moody, can be added, too."

"Whatever you say, you acting android."

"Aw! You guessed what it is!"

"Relax. I won't tell. I hope it'll break speed in the box office."

"It will. Everybody loves me for my body; not just because I'm a Gang member (Not literally)."

The jets went off to their destinations. What are they planning? Could it be the increase of The Gang?

It is. This marks the beginning of the increasing of the greatest band in the world: Gang-Wave. Sadly, they didn't produce the name, until they found who or what they needed.

So began… the Gang-Wave.