Part 26
I watched Syn walk out. He was the one person we called if we really needed help with something.
The Next Day
"I have to go see Bert before Synyster messes something up." I told Quinn.
"See you later." He told me. I got to Bert's house at the same time as Synyster.
"Heya Syn."
"FOR THE LAST IME QUIT CALLING ME SYN, SYNNIE, SYNYSTER, AND ALL OF THE OTHER LITTLE NICKNAMES YOU HAVE FOR ME! MY NAME IS BRIAN!" he yelled.
"Sorry man."
"It's okay, it just gets annoying."
"Yeah, Synyster Gates is your stage name, and Brian Haner is your real name. I get it." "Hey! Don't give me that attitude."
"Okay."
"Now let's fix this problem." He said as we walked inside.
"Hey Brian. How-" Bert said as Synyster cut him off.
"Shut up. We're gonna go fix this problem with you and Ben."
"Umm…okay?" Bert said with the most confused look on his face. Brian and I grabbed Bert and brought him back to my house. Brendon had decided to call Zacky, and nobody knew why.
"Hey Zackster it's Brendon. Bring Ben to the club."
"Why? I don't want to."
"NO EXCUSES JUST DO IT!"
"Is Brian coming?"
"Yeah Brian's going."
"YAY! Count me in then!"
"DON'T SCREAM IN MY EAR!"
"Okay...sorry."
"Okay see ya in ten." Brendon said, hanging up.
"Let's go clubbing then."
"Sure." With that we went to the nearest club.
"HI BEN!" Bert yelled attacking him as we walked in.
"OH NO! NOT YOU! THAT'S IT I'M LEAVING!" Ben yelled.
"ZACKY!" I yelled snapping at him to guard the door.
"YOU AREN'T GOING ANYWHERE, BUD!" Zacky yelled at him.
"We are going to fix this whether you like it or not Ben." Brian told him.
"FINE!" Ben said sighing.
"LET'S DANCE!" Brendon yelled.
"We can't. We have to make sure Bert doesn't start getting crazy on us."
"Fine!" Brendon yelled.
"Dude, Brendon. Quit freaking screaming! You don't want to be attacked by fangirls do you?"
"No, not really Bert."
"Okay then." Bert said walking over to Synyster and Ben.
"Bert go dance or something while I work my magic." Brian said while once again, flipping his hair.
"Okay!" Bert yelled, skipping into the middle of the floor.
"Hey Ben…I dare you to drink ten beers." Brian said.
"What the- dude! We're at a club! What kind of dare is that?"
"I dunno….so will you do it?"
"Sure." Ben sighed.
Tons of drinks later…
"Where did Bert go?" Brian asked. He turned around to see Bert and Brendon attempting to breakdance.
"Oh no!" he yelled.
"What?" I asked him curiously.
"Bert's dancing! That means he's drunk! The plan will never work!"
"Whoah, whoah now…hold on a sec."
"What?"
"He isn't drunk."
"How do you know?"
"He isn't acting like he would if he were drunk. Besides, didn't you yourself tell him to go dance? I mean he is the kind of idiot that does whatever he's told."
"You know…you're right." I walked through the crowd until I came to Brendon and Bert.
"Hey Bert, Brian wants you." I told him.
"Wish me luck…"
"You won't need it…trust me…" I told him smiling as he walked off.
Bert's P.O.V
I didn't really know what to expect. I mean, one of my best friends was drunk, and Brian wanted to talk to me. What was going on?
"Hey what's up?" I asked.
"Hey Bert, I'm sorry man, I shouldn't have acted like that." Ben said.
"Man you're good." I said smiling at Brian.
"I wouldn't be surprised…." Allison told me.