Chapter 1: Beach Zephyr City Concert
Author's Note: Ok, lets just say it once, I won't again: I don't own Rat Pig, Zebra, Goat, Farina, Mary Anne or the Red Hot Chili Peppers or any other characters that you already know aren't mine. Only Koony and The Tigress Flame are original. I'm only saying it once, because this is a fan fiction. You should know I don't own these guys. Also, my other Authors notes are marked with a 1 or whatever number and at the bottom of the page, Ok, onto the story.
"Hurry up were gonna miss it!"
"Speed up you dumb fat pig!"
Goat, the driver of the small van quickly stuffed 2 in the parking booth and they zoomed into the nearest space. If they had been any later, Rat, Pig, Goat, Zebra, Farina and Koony might have missed the biggest concert of the year: The Red Hot Tigress Peppers. This might seem like an odd name, but the two biggest bands in Beach Zephyr City, the Tigress Flame and the Red Hot Chili Peppers had performed a double concert to kick off their simultaneous double tours. It was no event to miss.
"Hurry, get your butts in there," Rat called. "If the dumb pig hadn't had to stop for a freakin shake we would have been here 10 minutes ago!
"Lay off Rat, he's the one paying for it," Koony quipped. It was true. Pig's run in with the Mafia had earned him a police reward. But that's another story.1
They raced into the packed stadium just as the bands walked out. Two microphones were situated on the stage. Clayton Wolff, Lead singer of the Flame got on one, and Anthony Keides, the Chili's singer on the other.
A hard drum beat followed. Guitar and Bass kicked in. All of the fans jumped concurrently, they knew this song.
Getting born in the state of Mississippi, papa was a copper and her mama was a hippie…
Rat cheered, but his inner anger couldn't be ignored. Why did Farina have to fricking come? All she did was ruin my life, he thought. It was true, Rat and Farina had dated once, but it ended in her father's disapproval of mixed marriages, for Farina was a bubble girl, and Rat wasn't a bubble boy. Rat was left brokenhearted.
Pig however, was over come with joy. He cheered and danced around. He was really a kid at heart (and on the outside.)
Lookin' down the barrel of a hot metal .45, just another way to survive…
Zebra was happy as well. He was glad that he could follow his favorite band and be away from those annoying crocs for a month. Things were great.
His best friend, Goat was just as upbeat. He wasn't really a social kind of Goat, but he thought the Flame rocked, so he agreed to come. It would be a nice break.
The guitar cut into a short solo.
She's a lover, baby and a fighter, should have seen her comin' when it got a little brighter.
Farina sat back in her bubble. These guys rocked. She knew that there would be some conflict with Rat but who cared. She had moved on, to another one very close to him… that might be bad.
Koony was Zebra's cousin, but he was a tiger (he had a messed up family tree). He had a huge tail like a raccoon, thus giving him his name. He loved these guys.
Suddenly, on stage there was a flash. Most passed it off as an effect. But there were two little black boys standing on stage now. One was holding a baseball bat that he swung. It smashed Flea's amp and, causing it to burst into flames.
The chubbier of the two said, "Ooohh, Curtis look what trouble were in now. There was a flash and they were gone.
What the- California rest in Peace, Simultaneous release, California show your teeth, she's my priestess I'm your priest, yeah, yeah!
A new amp was rushed up and quickly plugged in. The old one was taken care of by a first-day fireman, who, after seeing the flame, threw the extinguisher into the conflagration and then ran like mad.
The band played the rest of the song normally.
After the last note had sounded, Clayton Wolff spoke up.
"Everybody, I'd like to point out that that amp fire was not-"
The extinguisher exploded, sending white goo all over the band members.
"Planned, nor was that. I don't know what the crap happened. Oh well though, no one got hurt, who cares! Let's Rock!" The audience cheered.
He threw his goo covered vest into the audience, where a screaming 15-year old girl caught it. It later sold on eBay for 10,000.
One concert later, the Pearls gang had left for there hotel, The Beachside Embassy. They were still asking questions.
"So, what do you think was up with that little boy on stage?" Pig asked.
"Probably just an effect," Goat said.
"Yeah you're right."
So the pearls gang went into there hotel rooms and slept soundly, feeling safe. Little did they know of the Zeeba-eating crocs that were hiding in there bathroom.
1 this is another fic of mine that I planned as sort of a prelude to this. It is called Pig meets the Mafia. You should check it out.