Disclaimer:
If I owned MCR then I would not be sitting here writing this.
Me Dark room Frank Iero (and Gerard is welcome) Mmmm...
I have a new muse... Thtfxckinemochick.
Thtfxckinemochick; Yay!!!!! I am a muse, I am a muse ha, ha, ha, ha, and there's nothing you can do about it!!!!
Music-is-me: Uh... Shannon?
Thtfxckinemochick: I rule! Woohooo!!! This story is gonna such a good story now I'm here!
Music-is-me: Shannon.
ThtFxckingemochick: La, la, la, la, la, I'm the best, better than all the rest, what would this world do without me!!!
Music-is-me: (muttering) I'm sure it would survive...
Thtfxckinemochick: I am the greatest!!!!!
Music-is-me: SHANNON, STFU!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thtfxckinemochick: ...
Music-is-me: Let's just get on with it.
Chapter three
Ray's P O V:
After the show Ray always goes off and has a nap, probably because of all the shredding, leaving the others to amuse themselves ( A/N : he he, little does he know...). This particular time Ray woke up and was hungry (actually, this happened every time but Ray conveniently forgot that part) so he went to find some food...
Ray was walking along, minding his own business, as usual thinking about his favourite subject...
Mmmmm, hot dogs, God's gift to man-kind, exactly what I need right now... and extra ketchup, extra cheese, extra mayo, extra mustard... and more ketchup. Mmmmm. Maybe a hamburger or two or three... or ten. Maybe I have some skittles left in my hair from Mikey's skittle frenzy.
I wonder where Mikey is. Skittles...
As you can see, Ray has a very one track mind.He rounded the corner, still thinking about skittles when he stopped suddenly.
Well, he'd found Mikey.