Disclaimer: I don't own YGO! Or Green Day.
Chapter Two: What to do
Tristan sat on the floor of Joey's room. "So," said Tristan. "What are we gonna call our 'great' band?"
"I don't know."
"What kind of songs? Songs of love? Hate? What?"
"I don't know."
"What kind of music? Rock? Jazz? Country?"
"I don't know." said Joey very annoid. "Oh wait, I do know. Rock. Definatley rock. I'm gonna be just like Billie Joe Armstrong."
Tristan giggled a bit. "You've got a long way to go to do that."
Joey scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, but hard work and practice is all we need." There was an akward silence.
"What istruments are we going to play?"
"Well," said Joey, "I'm gonna be the lead vocals and play the guitar. You'll be playing bass and vocals. How does that sound?"
Tristan thought a moment. "Sounds good. I've been playing bass for years."
"Good."
"We're gonna need one more person." said Tristan.
Joey rubbed his chin. "You're right. Who else?"
Tristan thought a bit. "How 'bout Duke?
"Sure," said Joey. "Just as long as he can play the drums and sings good."
"I think he can."
Works for me. I'll call him and see if he wants to join."
End Chapter Two
Atem's Queen: Sorry that was so short. This will be the shortest chapter of this story. Well, it should be. I've had writer's block for quite some time. So, this is the best I that I can come up with besides chapter one that like popped into my head. Please review!