†....like scarecrows that fuel the flame we're burning....†

Are you thinking of him?
The world is ugly,

And you wanted me to go.
I just wanted you to know

That the world is ugly,
But you're beautiful to me.
Are you thinking of me?
Are you thinking of him?

You can say I told you so
If you wanted me to go.

I just wanted you to know
That the world is ugly,
But you're beautiful to me.

Are you thinking of me?
Are you thinking of him?

You can say I told you so
If you wanted me to go.

I just wanted you to know.

The world is ugly,
But you're beautiful to me.
Are you thinking of me?
Can we both be ugly?
Can we both be ugly fucks
We could fight it to the end.
I just wanna hold your hand.

And you're probably just too good.
I just wanted you to know.

i confess that a few years ago i used to shoplift

stuff like nail varnish and keyrings, stuff i didn't even need just for the hell of it!

ok so i leave Jersey at 8pm on Tuseday nyt and arrive in London about 11pm and go to the Forbinden Planet (the comic store) but theres no one there so we go to our hotel which is so bad!! there aren't any toilets atually in the room so u have to got to the ones out side with is so gross with tissue blocking it!! :( we sleep 4 like 10 mins then at 3am go to the store!! we find out that u had to queue around the back GRRRR! so we wait there for 9 HOURS until 12:20pm! finally the doors open and  were allowed in but we cant bring any bags in cuz sum1 tryed to stab Gerard at a signig a couple of weeks ago!! >:[ ball bags!! When i go in and see hes just sitting the i feak out but try and keep cool cuz i dont wanna creep him out! i went up to him and was like Hey i'm Hermione! he smiled and shook my hand *almost died* said hey Hermione *sign comic* hope i've spelled that ryt! i had made him this comic thing that says how i discovered MCR and all the shows i've been to and about Jersey! so i gave that to him and he flicked through it and seemed really pleased i had made the effort!! :D he shook my hand again and skipped away a very happy bunny!! the next day was the 02 show and i only queue up for 5 hours cuz i was so shattered form the nyt b4!! MSI was surporting and i didn't really know what to expect but people in the queue behing me were slagging them off but i just igroned them!! :D when they came on though i fell in love with them!!! JImmy is the funniest person i have heard EVER!!!

Jimmy: "this side of the crowd is cute like a kitten and this side is scary like a sex affender"

At the end of their set Jimmy mimmed the song 'theres no bisyness like show bisyness (spelling?)' with was sooooooooooo funny!!

 

Then MCR came on but missing FRank and Bob :( but apart form that it was one of the best gigs EVER!!! they played loads of songs from 'bullets' and the desert song which is my fav song :) plus Mikey was back YAY!!

 

best week of my lyf btw i named my new uglydoll *icebat* after Jimmy ^__^

OMG!! i'm gunna meet Gerard at his comic signing in Londn then seeing them the next day :D!! i'm missing 3 days off school to fly to England and i cant friggen wait!! :O i finally gunna meet him after 3 years of loving him!!! :P this'll be the 8th time seeing them in consert!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!

 

 

omg i went to the hairdressers the other day and she chopped of mt lurvly layers into a mullet!! AAAAAHHHHHH! so i'm gunna meeet gerard way with a mullet!!!

 

 

fuck

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after many many years of battleing with my mum i have finally dyed my hair black!!! YAY!!!! i am currently sitting with the stuffing in my hair waiting 4 it to finish and i hope it'll work on my bleached streakes!! :O fingers crossed!!

i cant get any colour of layouts on my page....but i can in my galleries!! can any1 help??

well, the other day me familly and i went to England. as u can imagen there was a lot of travilin involved so me and me sister had to find sum way 2 amuse our selves. You can just tell this is gunna be bad and ur ryt! we toook loads of pix on her phone of me partly haveing several spazumz...NEVER LERVER ME ALONE WITH A CAMARA!!!

 

oh and 2 day i had me 'air cut and highlighted!! WELL COOL!

 

 

 

A sea of people all in black. It seemed to be the colour of the occasion, the day, the very year. Blackness. In front of the crowd was a box. A long box big enough to fit a fully grown man. The crowd was silent, apart from one solitary figure. She was hunched over, sobbing silently. She seemed to be fading way. It was as if you were to touch her she would crumble to nothing. A man stood up behind the box and read from a book. As the man read, the woman’s sobs grew heavier. An old woman leaned over to whisper something in her companion’s ear. Her friend nodded solitarily, eyes not moving from the box. The man stopped speaking, touched his head, then across his chest, he nodded to the crowd and left. The crowd flittered out of the dark room but the woman sat there in her chair rocking slowly back and forth in it. The final person left, leaving the woman alone in the room. She let out one muffled sob and then slowly stood. She walked up the several steps, trembling to the open box. She clutched her handkerchief to her mouth and looked over the top. A very pale man lay in there. In a smart uniform, sliver and black. She reached out a quivering hand and touched the cold, dead skin. She caressed the dead mans face. Tears fell from her eyes on to his lapel.

“Good bye my love…” she whispered like a prayer. She slid down the table holding the box up and broke into fresher sobs. Two men came out the door a few minutes later. They nailed the lid shut and carried it to the graveyard. They lowered it into the ready made hole. The woman threw and blood red rose in to the hole were her lover lay. The men buried the coffin then, with a nod of their head to the woman, left. The woman knelt down at the gravestone wiping away her tears. She traced the name written in gold then pressed her lips to the name. She places a second rose against the grave stone.  She got up and walked away, out of the tall gates. A chill swept through the graveyard as if there was something there that shouldn’t. The wind blew the rose way from the grave so the gold writing was legible. It read: Here lies Gerard Way, the great leader. The wind grew stronger, clouds darkened the skies. Thunder rumbled in the distance. The earth around the grave cracked and a pale hand pushed its way out of the soil. The hand was followed by and shoulder, an upper body then the head of a man. It let out a long gasp and shook the dirt from his short, white blond hair. He pulled him self up out of the ground and stood brush the mud from his uniform. He stared out at the cemetery. Glancing up at the stormy sky he smiled, time to collect the troops….

 

 

Before i start the chapter i have 3 things 2 say.

1. i heard one person say that fanfics were creepy and sick but i dont think so!! we bass the charictars loosly on MCR!!

2. how many people atually read this fricken thing cuz i noone does i aint gunna bother finish it.

3.  should i name my fan fic? if anyone can think of a cewl name post a coment or sumit!! fank oo now back to the DRAMA!! DUN DUN DUUUUNNNN!!!

 

 

 

Magenta sat fuming on the cheap ass swings out side her house. It was nearly dark and freezing seeing as it was winter but she didn’t really care. She looked down at he shoes or what was left of them seeing as they were covered in thick mud.

“Damn…” she muttered to her self. She heard a door open and close. Probable someone taking out the trash. She just kept her head down; the last thing she wanted was for someone to see……

“MAGENTA!!” Mikey called out over the fence.

“Oh hey Mikey!” She murmured.

“Dude, Gerard feels crap about what happened this afternoon!!” he said looking serious. Magenta tried and failed to look serious.

“I’m sure he should!” She said trying to hide her smile.

“Are you smiling??” Mikey asked.

“Er no!!”

There was the sound of the door opening again, Mikey’s head disappeared. There were muffled voices. Magenta couldn’t help feeling left out. She leaned toward the gate. It swung open smashing her in the face. Magenta crumpled to the ground and landed in the thick mud. She spat out a mixture of blood and mud (HEY that rhymes!! sorta….)

“OH FUCK!! ARE YOU OK???” A voice said. She couldn’t really tell who’s because her head was still pounding. She rolled over to see Gerard kneeling over her.

“Fine!” she tried to say but all that came out was blood.

“God!! We better get you to a doctor!!” Gerard muttered more to himself.

“NO!! Really I’m fine!” Magenta said getting up.

“You sure?” He said watching her roughly wiping away the blood with her sleeve. She nooded.

“Ok……But wait here while I get some things from the house.” Gerard said getting up and dashing to their house. She waited there, clutching to the swing for support. Gerard dashed back with loads of bottles and a first aid kit.

“I’ve heard of putting alcohol on cuts to get them better but this is ridiculous!!” She said with a smirk.

“The price you must pay for getting smashed in the mouth!” He sighed then grinned.

She accepted the bottle he gave her and took a swig, then gagged.

“WTF IS THIS STUFF????” she spluttered.

“ER…lemonade?” Gerard said.

“Hey!! That didn’t work in Edward scissor hands and it won’t work now!!” she said. Gerard raised an eyebrow at her.

“Trust me its better if you don’t know.” She shrugged, never trying anything apart from beer in her life, she thought there would be no point in knowing what it was seeing as she wouldn’t know if she liked it or not. She took another swig and grimaced.

“It gets better the more you drink!” Gerard smiled, darning one bottle.

“I see I have a champion to beat!!” she said, readying herself for what was install.

1 hour later, 10 bottles lined the floor and Magenta was soooooooooooo WASTED!! They both were slumped against the fence, Magenta’s head resting on Gerard’s shoulder.

“You know what Gerard?” Magenta slurred.

“What’s that then Magenta?” Gerard said.

“I don’t even remember why I fell out with you!!” She smiled up at him.

“Well that’s not saying much cuz u probable can’t even remember your own name right now!” He chuckled.

“Touché, my dear fellow!” She said.

 “What up with the weird old English talk?” Gerard asks.

“Don’t question me!!” Magenta said, trying to slap Gerard but missing him by miles.

 “Man, you are so pissed!” Gerard laughed.

“HEY!! So are you!!” Magenta said, protectively.

 “Yeah but I’m used to it!” he said poking her.

“Don’t poke ME!!” she said, giving him evils.

“Aw geeze!! If looks could kill!” Gerard muttered.

“Yeah, YOU’D BE DEAD!!” Magenta said.

“That’s what I was implying yes.” Gerard said. Magenta sighed and laid her head back down on Gerard’s shoulder.

“It’s good having you around, Magenta!” Gerard whispered.

“It’s good being around.” she whispered back. She looked up at Gerard’s pale face. He had changed her life so much. She unsteadily leaded up and pressed her lips against his. She held the kiss for a couple of seconds and then drew away. She smiled at Gerard’s bemused face. He looked down at her and then jumped up.

“What the hell did you do that for??” He yelled.

“I-I...” She stammered. Gerard stormed out the gate. Magenta heard their front door slam. She sat there, head spinning with the amount of alcohol she had consumed. She suddenly felt so cold. She shivered, realising how much Gerard’s body heat had kept her warm. Magenta drew her knees up to her chest and sat there, letting the tears slide down her face.

man, i mean poor gerard and everything but YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

*cough* yeah it says he was with her 4 like 6 years or sumthing.....he said it was like marriage.....its sad to read so BUY KERANG 4 THE WHOLE STORY!!!! and seval more....

 

(i sure totally get paid by KERRANG 4 this)

Bam charged through the double doors into the freezing cold water! Magenta raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything, just sipped her tea and waited until he was finished trying to kill himself. She peered out the window, past Bam half drowning, half freezing in the pool and to the out of place (and rather clichéd) house next door to them.

“Hey Bam, What up with the creepy, dilapidated house?” she asked getting up and walking to the swimming pool but not to close.

“meh, j-just an old abandoned house we sometimes crash in!!” Bam said shivering.

“For Gods sake, get out of there, u loon!! IT’S NOVEMBER FOR CHRIST SAKE!!” Magenta spat!! Bam got out, wrapped him self in a towel then sprinted inside. Magenta followed, looking thoughtfully at the house.

“Hey Bam, you know what would be fun?” Magenta grinned.

“If you made me some coffee?” Bam asked hopefully.

“Good luck!!” Magenta scoffed, “no, I was thinking, we could like have a lil party there!!! It’ll be so cool!! Bam looked at her like she was mad.

“You can’t have a party there!!”

“Er why not? Oh wait, let me guess, it’s haunted?” she said rolling her eyes.

“No cause my mum would kill me!!” Bam said.

“When has that ever stopped you??” magenta pointed out.

“Yeah I suppose…..HEY wait, you’ve only known me for 2 days, how would you know that?” Bam said.

“Meh good guess.” Magenta said, shrugging her shoulders.

 

Gerard, Ray, Frank, Mikey and Bob sat in the long grass on the hill near the Way’s house. Gerard had given up on his drawing and was now absent mindedly playing in the dirt with a stick.

“Man, that’s sick!!” Frank said watching Gerard.

“You just wish YOU have a dirt stick!!” Gerard said defiantly.

“I wish we still had that cart thing we made for Mikey!” Ray said.

“I don’t!” Mikey said.

“Stop living in the past!!” Gerard said.

“It was only like a week ago!!” Frank said.

“Still the past my friend!” Gerard said.

Magenta staggered up the hill.

“How F-ing big is this thing” she said trudging further. When she finally reached them she was crawling.

“Hey….guys….” she gasped.

“God, you’re unfit!” Ray said.

“Just cause that’s true doesn’t mean I care!!” She grinned. She flopped down on the ground and got her breath back.

“What do we owe the honour of your presents?” Gerard asked.

“er……” Magenta tried to remember, “Oh yes!” She pulled out 5 scraps of paper and gave them to each of them.

“You spelt ‘party’ wrong!” Mikey said.

“er…I ment to do that!” she said with shifty eyes. “There invitations to my party thing I’m having!” She grinned.

“You can’t just break into a house!” Gerard said looking up at Magenta.

“Why not?? I’m sick of always being good!!” She said.

“Don’t tell me, Bam made you do this?” Gerard asked.

“NO actually I did! And if you have a problem with my friend don’t bother coming!” She said and stomped off down the hill. There was an awkward silence.

“Yeah well…….he’s still a bad influence!” Gerard said.

“That would have been a bit more effective if she was still here!!” Frank said.

GAH!! today it be me birthday!!! YARG!!! its cuz i rock!!!! me be 13!!! how nice 4 me u say? why yes it is!! ^

Magenta woke up with a slight headache; she supposed this must be a hangover. A very mild one though, she hadn’t drunk that much. She got up and opened the curtains (what the curtains? *cough* er excuse me couldn’t resist, Monty Python) and nearly got blinded from the sun.

“OWY!!! Me head!!” She muttered. She suddenly noticed 4 bodies in next doors garden.

“Blimey!” she said out loud, but when she saw one move she realised they weren’t dead.

“It would seem that the Ways had a wee bit too much to drink last night!!” she mumbled. She pulled on some clothes and creped down stairs. It turn out there was no point in doing that seeing as no one was there. She unlocked the back door and paused at the fence.

“Damn I forgot about you!!” She mutter. Realising she was talking to a fence she quickly tried to get over. Failing a number of time she realised that there was a gate a couple of feet next to her.

“Who puts a gate there?” she muttered trying to make her self feel better. Finally, she got over and stumbled over to her friends. She recognised Mikey, Frank and Gerard but…….oh damn…….

“Oh…..hi…Magenta…” Frank said groggily opening his eyes.

“hummmm…I mean hi!!” she said snapping back. She had been glaring daggers at he girl lying next to Gerard.

“Someone wake Gerard….” Mikey muttered.

“ OH OH!! ME, PICK ME!!! Magenta said. She rushed over to Gerard and nudged him with her foot. He let out a sort of moan and didn’t move. She nudged him a bit harder. Nothing happened.

“Is he dead or something?” She asked. When there was no answer she got a bit annoyed and kicked Gerard rather hard in the stomach!

“AH!! TAKE THE MONEY AND GO!! Gerard shouted. Thus waking the girl up.

“Gee baby shut up!” she muttered. Magenta narrowed her eyes and then grinned.

“OHHHH GEE!! Have a girlfriend I see!!” Gerard muttered something, not bothering to open his eyes.

“Charming!!” She said.

“Gerard celebrated a bit too much last night!” Frank said, sitting up.

“So did you by the looks of it!! Magenta said, “Why are you even here? The party was at YOUR house!!” Frank looked around.

“That’s a good question!!” he said. Magenta laughed and then jumped at the sound of her name.

“Oh allo Bam!!” She said, exaggerating her British accent.

“Hi Mag, sleep alright?” Bam said.

“I had a bit of a headache this morning but I’ll survive!!” Magenta said grinning.

“Well good cuz Ville is so spaced out!! I couldn’t wake him!! SOOOO were planning on waking him up……Bam style!!” He grinned. Magenta laughed.

“Reminded me never to get on the wrong side of you!!

 Gerard had woken up and was now looking warily at Bam.

“Oh like yar!! Bam this is Gerard Way, Frank Ireo, Mikey Way and er…..?” Magetna said relising she still had no idea what this girls name was.

“I’m Carry Manson!!!” Carry Manson said pissed off.

“Ah yes that’s what I said!!” Magenta said with an annoying grinned!!

“Well nice to met you all!! I was just wondering if you wanted to come over?” Bam said, leaning on the fence. Magenta weighed it up, a morning with hung over teens with an annoying girlfriend or a fun morning with dumbass kids who don’t know what the word safe is? It wasn’t hard.

“Erm yeah ok!!” Magenta said jumping the fence.

“OH MY GOD!!!” Magenta said waving her arms in the air!! “I DID IT!! I JUMPED THE FENCE!!!” Exhilarated by her amazing feet, Magenta ran down the hill yelling: I DID IT!!!

“Betterr make sure she doesn’t hurt herself or any living creature!!” Bam said with a grin.

“Well I think there a match made in heaven!!” Frank said with a grin. “If they have kids I think they’ll rule the world!!”

“Oh god no!!!” Mikey laughed.

“Come on Gee baby lets go inside!!” Carry said pulling on Gerard sleeve.

“ER yeah coming!” Gerard said, he’d been watching Magenta and Bam skipping down the hill holding hands. They really were perfect for each other….

ok i think two peole have blocked me and i have no idea why!! one of them used to be my really good friend and another one added me and then never spoke to me and bloked me!! what the? i dont get it
and i'm kinda hurt too!!

“Oh yeah. Well, what you waiting for?” Gerard asked him.

“Erm moral guidance?” Frank said. Gerard sighed!

“Fine!” Gerard rolled his eyes at Magenta who smiled weakly. Gerard and Frank walked away and Magenta sighed too. She suddenly wanted something a little stronger that coke. She hummed and looked around the room, watching the people dancing, spiking the punch, making out.

“HEY MAGENTA!! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!!” Ricky shouted.

Wow, I sure love it when people make me feel appreciated! She thought and went over to Rickey.

“Vat iz it?” She asked.

“Did you see those people spiking the punch?” Jake asked.

“Yar what of it?” She asked puzzled.

“Well we heard these other people saying that they were gunna get drunk of it! The cheap beggars did buy their own SO!!” He got out a bottle of un-alcoholic fruit juice!

“Oh you morons!!” Magenta grinned wickedly.

“They’ll be drinking and drinking it and wonder why they don’t get drunk!!” Jake chuckled.

“And why they just need to pee!!” Rickey added.

“Right so, I’ll grab the bowl, Magenta you tip it out and Ricky you put the stuff in!!”

“YARG!!” Magenta and Jake saluted and Rickey saluted back. 10 minutes later the deed was done and they watched the stupid teens try and get drunk off it!!

“BWAHAHAHA!! THE FOOLS!!!” Magenta cackled.

“Well, all that work has made me thirst! Anyone for a glass of punch?” Ricky said with a smirk. They walked cross the room with a glass of completely un-alcoholic fruit juice each.

“Man this stuffs gross!” Jake said, looking down at his glass with distaste.

“Yar. Let’s dance instead!!” Magenta said.

“But I like the punch!” Ricky said pathetically as Magenta and Jake dashed to the dance floor! Ricky sipped the punch, looking rather pathetic as Jake and Magenta waltzed across the room. The people dancing around Magenta and Jake stared rather oddly at them as the waltzed pasted but they just nodded there heads at them saying things like: “Lovely evening!” or “Do try the punch!”

Magenta laughed as Jake spun her around, she stumbled away from Jake and something caught her eye from across the room!!

“Oh my GOD!!” She muttered. She felt so sick she wanted to puke her guts out. “Gerard…” she whispered. Gerard was sat on one of the sofas in the living room, arms around a girl and kissing her. Magenta turned around and ran out of the house. She sat down on the porch steps and let silent floods of tears run down her face.

“Er, are you alright?” a voice asked.

“Who me?” She asked hurriedly wiping her face. “Yes of course, never been better!”

“Well it’s just that you were crying!” The voice said. Magenta looked up at the voice (or should I say person because voices can’t talk on there own! AHAHAHAHA!! er yes back to the story)

“I’ll have you know, dear fellow, that I was crying because of happiness!!” She said standing up.

“Yeah keep believing that!!” the boy grinned (oh didn’t I say? yes the voice was a boy WELL a young adult BUT who in there right minds calls them that?)

“Thank you I will!” Magenta said defiantly. The boy/ young adult looked at her in interest.

“What’s your name kid?” He asked.

“EXCUSE ME?? You’re only a couple years older than me! I don’t know who your calling kid but it ‘ant me!!” Magenta said.

“OK, OK!” The boy/young adult said laughing. “What’s your name young lady?”

“Magenta Pratt at you service!” She bowed.

“Bam Margera!” He said bowing too.

“You have a weird name!” Magenta said.

“So do you!” He pointed out.

“OH YAR!!” She said jumping down from the steps, landing next to Bam and linking arms with him.

“You must teach me to do that!!” He said.

“Maybe…….one day…..if you’re lucky!” She said.

“Hey look, me and some of my friends are going trick or treating with er how should I put it, new rules! Would you like to come?” Bam asked.

“I!” Magenta said.

“Excuse me?” Bam asked looking a little oddly at her.

“You said me and some of my friends; it should be some of my friend and I!” Magenta pointed out!

“Erm ok……so are you coming or not?”

Magenta looked back up at the house and then at Bam.

“Yes I think I am!” She said and walked of with Bam to heaven knows where.

Magenta stood in front of her mirror, it was the night of Frank’s birthday party and she was wearing her costume. She stared black at the stranger in the mirror and grinned. Wasn’t Gerard going to get a shock when he saw her? Jake was at the door.

“Ready?” he asked. He was going as the Phantom of the Opera.

“Uhu!” She said. She never could be bothered with and bags. Who needs ‘em if you got pockets? Or Messenger bags.

“Where Ricky?”

“In the car.”

“Good.” They all piled in the small car.

“Put ya foot down Capin!” Magenta said. Ricky was going as a Sergeant General.

“Sir yes sir!!” He said. They pulled up to Frank’s house. There were people hanging about outside and lights flashing inside. Magenta suddenly felt nervous but hid it as always behind her ‘I don’t give a fuck what you think’ mask. They all tumbled out of the car and walked up to the door. People stared at them as they walked past, as always they ignored them. The room was crowded with people; Magenta glanced around the room and spotted Gerard and Mikey talking in the corner. She waved fanatically; Gerard stopped talking to Mikey mid sentence and stared at Magenta. She was wearing and tight corset which hugged her body, long skin tight trousers, big, bulky boots, long cape, a dagger holder and top hat. Her face was white with heavy black eye liner and eye shadow, with dark red lips stick. She was Jack the Ripper.

“Good even to yee!!!” Magenta said with a bow. “I trust thee are well?”

“Yes thanks,” Gerard said, gawping at her, “I-I love your costume!!”

“What, this old thang!!” Magenta grinned!! “I love yours too!!!” Gerard was Edward Scissorhands.

“The only problem is that I can’t pick up any thing of touch and human or animal!!” Gerard said with a fake sigh.

“But you can stab things!!” Magenta said, with stabbing jesters.

“HAHA!! Yeah I guess!!” Gerard laughed.

“GERARD!!” Someone cried. They looked around to see Frank running up to them.

“Gerard,” he said breathlessly, “I’ve been talking to this girl and I think she likes me!! Oh hi Magenta nice costume!”

“Fanks”

“Why do you think she likes you?” Gerard asked.

“WELL….she keeps on flicking her hair and smiling!” Frank said.

“And…….?” Gerard said.

“Well that’s it!” Franks said lamely.

“She likes you!” Magenta said taking a swig of coke.

“Where’d you get that coke from?” Gerard asked.

“Over there!” She pointed to a table.

“Cool!” Gerard said taking a glass.

“HELLO!!! BACK TO ME HERE!!!” Frank said, waving his arms!!!

“Erm I live next door to you!” Magenta laughed.

“Oh yeah!” Gerard chuckled too. “I’ll have to get used to that!”

They made there slow journey to their houses, made fun by there random conversation.

“Can you imagine if we always had to walk like this? Like, we were stuck together!!” Magenta said.

“People would stare a lot!!” Gerard laughed.

“Like they don’t already!!” Magenta said!

“Hu, good point!!” Gerard said. They made there way over the road and up the hill with Gerard’s dog following them obediently.

“Magenta?” Gerard asked.

“Yup?”

“Well, Frank is having a Halloween/ birthday party thing this weekend and well would you like to come?”

“WOW!! Really?? OH GOD YES!!!”

“You need a costume and everything so….”

“Don’t worry,” She grinned, “I know exactly what I’m going as!!”

“Just like that?” Gerard asked.

“Of course Hun!” Magenta said her voice trailing of.

 “Well I,” Gerard emphasised the ‘I’ “will have the best costume of them all!”

“I wouldn’t be so sure my friend,” Magenta  cackled, “we shall see on the night in question! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

“Nice evil laugh!” Gerard mused.

“Why thank you! I have many sleepless nights over it!”

“Let me try!!” The spent the rest of the way home perfecting Gerard evil laugh.

“No, no you’re not doing it right!! Its all in the back of the throat, like BWAhaha not BwaHAhaa!!!”  Magenta said.

“What like BWAHAHAHAHA!!!”

“YES!!!” Magenta said jumping about a bit. The front door of the Way house opened.

“What the…? Gerard!!!” Mikey said exasperatedly.

“What?” Gerard said innocently. Magenta grinned.

“Sorry I accidentally shot your brother with my secret handgun!!”

“Ah, that would explain it!” Mikey said helping his brother in the house.

“So er the party can my friends come?” Magenta asked.

“Jake and Ricky?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah sure.”

“Fanks!!” Magenta said giving Gerard a hug “See ya later!!”

She walked off to next door, Mikey snickered.

“What?” Gerard asked.

“’Yeah sure’!!” Mikey mimicked. “Ya looser!”

“You fucker!!” Gerard grinned, half offended. They finally got to Gerard’s room; Mikey flung Gerard on the bed.

“Man that was hard work!” Mikey panted.

“Er yeah…” Gerard said rolling his eyes.

“Be thankful I brought you up the stairs at all!!” Mikey said. There was a rattle of the window. They looked around but when they saw Franks head peep through went back to there conversation.

“I am bro I was just fuckin with you!” Gerard said. There was a thud.

“HELLLOOOOOO!” Frank said worming his was between where the brothers were sitting on the bed. “What up ma peeps?”

“My leg is hanging on by a thread but OK!” Gerard said.

“Though shit!!” Frank said.

“Cant you ever use the door like sane people?” Mikey asked.

“Nah that’s too easy!!” Frank said.

“WHOOOO!! DOIN THINGS THE HARD WAY!!” Gerard high-5ed Frank.

“So yeah what up with your leg?” Frank asked.

“Ah well,” Gerard started, it was Mikey’s turn to row his eyes, Gerard loved telling long, exaggerated stories, “It was a dark and stormy night..”

“No it wasn’t!! it was 5 pm and cloudy!!” Mikey interrupted!!

“Ever head of poetic licence?” Gerard asked.

“This isn’t a poem!” Mikey said.

“It was a dark and stormy night,” Gerard continued. “I was walking alone in the woods..”

“You had ya fricken dog and it was at the park!!” Mikey said.

“Suddenly, I heard a voice ‘Gerard!’ it cried! I looked around; there stood……Magenta…” Gerard whispered the last word like a prayer. Now even Mikey was paying attention, he didn’t know what happened now.

“Suddenly, I was on the ground, how or why I do not know!”

“Fuckin tripped more like!” Mikey muttered.

“She was on the ground next to me and inquired if I was well. I said yes but she saw my leg…..It had a gash in it and was bleeding terrible! I was, as always brave and told her it was nothing, that I would go on as normal, nut she was having none of it!” Frank was staring wide eyed at Gerard, mouth open slightly, listening intently.

“She saw my pants were too tight to pull up so she pulled them down to my ankles!!” Frank and Mikey’s eyes widened.

“She WHAT?!?!?” Frank asked.

“When they were down she took some water and bandages from her bag!”

“OK, now how and why would she carry bandages in her bag?!” Mikey asked.

“Ok, they were more like tissues!” Gerard said exasperatedly.

“ANYWAY!! She bathed and wrapped my leg up, she got up, covered in blood! Then helped me to my feet! We struggled home, her helping me for I could not walk!!” Gerard ended dramatically, Frank and Mikey were looking, wide eyed at him

“Wow..” Frank said after a while.

“Did she really pull your pants down?” Mikey asked.

“Yeah if not I may have got blood poisoning!!” Gerard said. “She said she did First Aid at her old school!! She knew what she was doing!!”

“Yeah,” Frank said “but did you?”

“Yeah, course I did!!” Gerard said!! Frank and Mikey looked at each other.

“Look, you met her the other day!! You know she wouldn’t, I don’t know, RAPE ME or what ever you think she did to me!!”

“Yeah you’re right,” Frank said, “Magenta wouldn’t do anything like that! Right?”

“Of course not!!” They all looked at each other.

“Well anyway, I asked Magenta if she wanted to go to your party tonight, seeing as you’ve invited most of the school!” Gerard said laying back on the bed.

“EXSUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSEEEE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!” Frank said mocking fake outrage.  “Whose party is this?” He didn’t wait for a reply. “Mime, that’s whose! I wouldn’t have thought it was possible!” Frank jumped up and put his hands on his hips. “Gerard Way being RUDE!!” He flicked no-existent hair over his shoulder.

“Cool it blondie!!” Gerard laughed.

“Fuckin hypercrit!!” Frank said! “Look at your lovely tresses!” Gerard smooth his hair down and blew Frank a kiss!

“Thanks dal!” He said.

“Get out of here! It’s past your bed time!!” Gerard said.

“Oh shit!! See ya!!” Frank said! He had a very strict curfew.

“And then there were two!” Gerard said, putting his head on Mikey’s shoulder.

“More like one! I’m going to bed!” Mikey said getting up.

“Spoil sport!” Gerard shouted!! Mikey just waved and closed the door. Gerard flopped down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. He didn’t care what anyone else said, he knew Magenta would never do anything to hurt him.

Mama we all go to hell.
Mama we all go to hell.
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well.
Mama we all go to hell.

Mama we're all gonna die.
Mama we're all gonna die.
Stop asking me questions, I hate to see you cry.
Mama we're all gonna die.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah,
We let the fire just fade/flame us, yeah,
You made us oh so famous
We'll never let you go.
And when you go don't return to me my love.

Mama we're all full of lies.
Mama we're meant for the flies.
And right now they're building a coffin your size.
Mama we're all full of lies.

Well mother what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
You shoulda raised a baby girl
I shoulda been a better son
If you could counter the infection they can amputate it once
You should've been
I could've been a better son.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah,
We let the fire just fade/flame us yeah,
You made us all so famous,
We'll never let you go.

She said you'll pay, oh son of mine.
For what you've done there
You'll find a place for you
And just you mind your manners when you go.

And when you go don't return to me my love,
That's right.

Mama we all go to hell,
Mama we all go to hell,
It's really quite pleasant except for the smell,
Mama we all go to hell.

Mama, Mama, Mama, ohhhh.
Mama, Mama, Mama.

Liza: and just who would call me a sweet heart, and maybe then see you a son?

Gerard: but the shit that I've done with this spark of a gun,
You will cry us to rise up alive.

We're dead after all.
Through fortune and fame/blame we fall.
And if you can say that I'll show you the way
And straight from the ashes you crawl.

We all carry on
Like our brothers in arms [who run from…?]
So raise your guns high for tomorrow we die
And turn from the ashes you [run? probably not. help?]

Gerard was walking his dog in the park, he felt kind of gay but not really caring. The park was full of tall trees that seemed to touch the sky, long paths winding around the sloping grass (although Gerard never stuck to them) and wild flowers that looked poisonous to the taste. Gerard loved coming here, it was peaceful. He walked down the hill, humming.

“GERARD!!” he heard someone shout. He quickly turned around, Magenta was waving at him, skating past on her skate broad.

“HEY!!” He shouted trying to wave back; unfortunately Gerard tripped, crashed to the ground and continued to tumble the rest of the way down the hill. He lay face down in the grass, he groaned.

“FUCKIN HELL GERARD!!!! Are you ok?” Magenta asked, rushing to his side.

“………I think so…..” Gerard muttered, to add to the pain, it was very embarrassing to fall/knocked down in front of someone twice in one day!!

“OH HELL!! Look at your leg!!” Magenta said. Gerard turned around, his leg was bleeding badly.

“Right, don’t worry I took first aid at my last school!!” Magenta said. “Hummmmm….” she wondered aloud. “Right well your trousers are too tight to roll up the have to come off!”

“WHAT?!?!??” Gerard said, panicking. She started unzipping his flies!! Gerard tried to push her off.

“If you keep on struggerling I won’t be able to help!!!” Magenta said, cocking one eyebrow up. Gerard stopped fidgeting but felt very awkward. She pulled his trousers down to his ankles, to any on lookers this would look like a rather different situation!! *cough cough!!* 

“Right well, do u have any water?” she asked.

“ERm no!” Gerard said.

“Well it’s lucky I do then isn’t it!” She said getting out a bottle of water and a tissue from her bag.

“Why did you asked me if you all ready had some?” Gerard asked smiling slightly.

“Look, we can spend all night talking about who asked who what or I can fix your leg!” Magenta said.

“Fix my leg please!” Gerard said.

“That was a rhetorical question actually!” Magenta said smirking. She cleaned Gerard’s cut, then rapped some tissues around the wound.

“There, O’ Clumsy one, do u think you can walk?” She said offering her hand.

“Can you maybe fix my pants first please!” Gerard asked.

“Oh yeah!” Magenta laughed. She pulled up Gerard’s trousers, then had a little trouble with the flies.

“FUCKIN THING!!!” Magenta said, pulling harder against the zip. Gerard blushed, her hand being so close to…..areas was having an embarrassing affected on….places.

“Maybe I should do it!!” Gerard said, trying to hinds his forming erection.

“NEARLY GOT IT!!” She shouted. Finally, she manage to pull up his fly. She sat back painting slightly.

“Well, that was hard work!!” She said getting up. She offered her hand again and Gerard took it thankfully. She had to hold him up.

“Now we have the fun job of trying to get you home!” Magenta laughed.

“I’ll show you the way!” Gerard said, leaning hard against her.

 

By now, Gerard and co were a bit confused about that the hell was going on!! A girl they only met yesterday and some strangers were sticking up for them!!!

“Sorry, do you mind us doing this?” Magenta asked the dumbfounded teens!!

 “No, no go ahead!!” Frank said.

“Excuse me, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?!?” a boy asked.

“Let me tell you, ya little freak!!!” Magenta said, stepping forward. “I don’t like bullies and thugs!! Unfortunately you seem to fall into both of those categories!!”

The boy was backing away from this clearly insane person! Gerard blinked, why did she give a shit? A teacher was looking nervously there way.

“Fuck off!!” one boy said. “Come on, lets go” They walked of!!

“WIMPS!!!!! One of Magenta’s friends called. Magenta grinned!!!

“AH, nothing like a good old bully beating to wake up the mind!!” She laughed. Then she looked serious.

“Are you ok?” she asked Gerard.

“Yeah fine thanks!” he blushed. Frank and Ray looked at each other. Gerard? Blush? What the……? Gerard got up and brushed himself off.

“ANYWHO!!!!!! This is Jake Dawson and Ricky Morgue!!” Magenta said. They saluted like Magenta had done the other night, it must have been a common thing they did!!! Magenta swung her arms awkwardly, she started humming….

“So erm do those guys always pick on you?” Jake asked them.

“Yeah they’re dicks!!!” Frank said. His shoulder still hurt from where the boy pushed him.

“Well they’ve just, if I’m not mistaken, added 3 more names to their list!!” Magenta pointed to herself and her friends.

“YAY!!! I’m on a list!!” Ricky said, jumping up and down!

“That’s a bad thing dumbass!” Jake said. Ricky stopped jumping up and down.

“Well we’ll see you around!!” Magenta said turning to leave.

“Thanks for…..everything!” Gerard said smiling.!! Magenta grinned in that unique way.

“Don’t mention it!” She said. They walked off.

“Those are some of the weirdest people I’ve ever met!!” Ray said!!

“Yeah, weren’t they great!!” Gerard said!!