You Were Always Born a Crime...
I. Gave. You. BLOOD! BLOOD! Gallons Of The Stuff!
~The Next Morning~
I woke up with Mikey's clinging to me.
"HOLY SHIT!" I fell off his bed. Yeah. Apparently I forgot that I stayed the night here...
"Whoa, WHOA!" He sat straight up. "JESUS RYLI! You almost gave me a heart attack!"
"Oops..." I held my hand over my mouth. "Sowwy..."
I was still tired, but there was no way I was going back to sleep. NO. WAY. Grr... I HATE when that happens...
"I want some cereal..." I murmur.
"Me too..." Mikey said. "Let's go get some!"
I jumped up. YES! CEREAL! AT MIKEY'S HOUSE!
Gerard was already sitting in the kitchen.
"HEY GUYS!" He smiled. "Do you want some of the GREATEST CEREAL EVER?!"
"FRUITY PEBBLES?!" I asked.
Gerard gave me a strange look. "No..." He held up a box of Frosted Flakes. "This is the best cereal ever..."
"No it's not..." I glared at him.
"Yes. It is," he glared back.
Ohhh... I smell coffee... I looked at Mikey. Yeah... He ish making duh coffee... God, I love that boy...
"No Gerard, Fruity Pebbles rule ALL."
"NO. THEY. DON'T."
POP! Toast is done! Bleh... I don't want any toast. Well, not right now. I have to settle this battle with Gerard...
"Gerard!" I leaned over the table. "Get it through your head! Fruity. Pebbles. Not Frosted Flakes."
"Fine..." He muttered something I couldn't quite understand.
"What was that?"
"Oh, nothing. Nothing..."
I glared at him. You're goin' down Gerard. You're goin' down...
I looked over at Mikey, who was... Whoa... Eating... Toast...
Whoa... Toast is...
Sexy...
Have you EVER thought or saw some one THAT sexy eating toast? God, you NEED to! It's... amazing...
Mikey looked at me. "Um... Can I help you?"
Oh... Wait... I was staring at him...
"Er... The toast... It's sexy..." I chuckled slightly.
"Um... Thank you?"
"No problem..." I smiled.
"Ew! Go flirt in another room!" Gerard ordered.
"GO FIND ANOTHER ROOM!" Mikey said loudly. "BECAUSE THE FLIRTING WILL NEVER STOP!"
Yes! It's not gonna stop! I mean, err... Uhh... I don't know... Pretend you never heard that... Yeah...
Hey, WAIT!! I STILL DON'T HAVE MY CEREAL!!
"Gerarrrd..." I whined. "I want the cereal..."
"NO!"
My jaw dropped a little. "W-Why?" I mock cried.
"Because you like the cereal of EVIL! EVIL I SAY!"
"Gerard, you're evil... You know that? Pure. Evil."
He smiled cruelly. "I know. That's why you love me..."
No. I don't. I love- No. Wait. I'm not gonna finish that sentence... Wait. On second thought, I love... Coffee... Yeah, that's it... Coffee...
Yeah... Erm... I want my coffee...
I woke up with Mikey's clinging to me.
"HOLY SHIT!" I fell off his bed. Yeah. Apparently I forgot that I stayed the night here...
"Whoa, WHOA!" He sat straight up. "JESUS RYLI! You almost gave me a heart attack!"
"Oops..." I held my hand over my mouth. "Sowwy..."
I was still tired, but there was no way I was going back to sleep. NO. WAY. Grr... I HATE when that happens...
"I want some cereal..." I murmur.
"Me too..." Mikey said. "Let's go get some!"
I jumped up. YES! CEREAL! AT MIKEY'S HOUSE!
Gerard was already sitting in the kitchen.
"HEY GUYS!" He smiled. "Do you want some of the GREATEST CEREAL EVER?!"
"FRUITY PEBBLES?!" I asked.
Gerard gave me a strange look. "No..." He held up a box of Frosted Flakes. "This is the best cereal ever..."
"No it's not..." I glared at him.
"Yes. It is," he glared back.
Ohhh... I smell coffee... I looked at Mikey. Yeah... He ish making duh coffee... God, I love that boy...
"No Gerard, Fruity Pebbles rule ALL."
"NO. THEY. DON'T."
POP! Toast is done! Bleh... I don't want any toast. Well, not right now. I have to settle this battle with Gerard...
"Gerard!" I leaned over the table. "Get it through your head! Fruity. Pebbles. Not Frosted Flakes."
"Fine..." He muttered something I couldn't quite understand.
"What was that?"
"Oh, nothing. Nothing..."
I glared at him. You're goin' down Gerard. You're goin' down...
I looked over at Mikey, who was... Whoa... Eating... Toast...
Whoa... Toast is...
Sexy...
Have you EVER thought or saw some one THAT sexy eating toast? God, you NEED to! It's... amazing...
Mikey looked at me. "Um... Can I help you?"
Oh... Wait... I was staring at him...
"Er... The toast... It's sexy..." I chuckled slightly.
"Um... Thank you?"
"No problem..." I smiled.
"Ew! Go flirt in another room!" Gerard ordered.
"GO FIND ANOTHER ROOM!" Mikey said loudly. "BECAUSE THE FLIRTING WILL NEVER STOP!"
Yes! It's not gonna stop! I mean, err... Uhh... I don't know... Pretend you never heard that... Yeah...
Hey, WAIT!! I STILL DON'T HAVE MY CEREAL!!
"Gerarrrd..." I whined. "I want the cereal..."
"NO!"
My jaw dropped a little. "W-Why?" I mock cried.
"Because you like the cereal of EVIL! EVIL I SAY!"
"Gerard, you're evil... You know that? Pure. Evil."
He smiled cruelly. "I know. That's why you love me..."
No. I don't. I love- No. Wait. I'm not gonna finish that sentence... Wait. On second thought, I love... Coffee... Yeah, that's it... Coffee...
Yeah... Erm... I want my coffee...