The smell of coffee and freshly cooked instant noodles spread throughout the small kitchen in a caravan. My Chemical Romance have been driving around America with “Three cheers for sweet revenge” tour for several weeks now, giving concerts in small clubs.
A "house" like this had a small space and they always needed to pour water into large tanks on the roofs from somewhere.
There were only two “rooms” here: a kitchen with a toilet room, and a living room with a small sofa, a long table and closets along the adjacent wall with wide shelves under the ceiling. Such a strange design of the trailer was explained by a rather low price.
Now the bus of the young band stopped at the gas station and they did not hurry much to leave.
Gerard and Mikey were drinking coffee in the kitchen when suddenly they heard some screams and curses in the living room.
The brothers turned their heads towards the opening door almost simultaneously, watching angry Frank entering the room.
— "What happened this time?" — Gerard was tired of asking, raising one eyebrow.
— "Ray and I had an argument about who played the guitar better", Frank replied sarcastically.
— So...?
— You know what he did?!
— Well, let's say, he played something really difficult?
— No! He didn't get my guitar from the top shelf, and I couldn't reach it!
At that moment, smiling Ray quietly stood behind Frank and put his hand on his shoulder. Frank twitched and the more he made Gerard laugh. Mikey, who was so seldom smiling, got even more excited.
— "Can I get something?" — he turned to Frank.
— "Yes, please!" — he answered and tried to push Ray away from the doorway.
Mikey took a hard breath, got up from the table, ignored Gerard's laugh and walked into the living room. Gerard pulled up behind him. He put his hands on his chest and fell on the couch.
— "Where did you put it?" — Mikey searched the long shelf for Iero's brown guitar case. He decided to "highlight" himself: all instuments were in black cases, but his not.
Frank just wanted to say a word when Ray suddenly jumped at Mikey, who'd just found the guitar, shouting "You're not going to save the hostage anyway!".
Mikey shouted. Gerard rusted up, and Iero quickly jumped aside, being afraid that his feet would be hit by falling guys.
Mikey did not have time to let go of the edge of the shelf, which was going to be broken anyway, and ripped it out of the wall.
The bus was noisy, so no one noticed the door opening.
— "What did I actually miss?" — Matt's loud voice distracted everybody from important things, like fighting.
— "The massacre of giants and dwarves!" — Gerard shouted, choking on the next laugh.
— "Help me!" — Mikey said to him with anger, getting up off the floor.
— "It's a good thing there were only clothes", Ray said, lifting up the metal shelf and trying to find loose fasteners, “but if we didn't fix it, the owners will be angry."
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When the mess was cleaned up, things were laid out, the shelf was put aside for “when we get to town, we'll fix it”, Gerard told the whole story to Matt.
It was decided that Ray and Mikey were driving, Pelissier was going to sleep on the kitchen sofa, Frank and Gerard - in the living room.
When Way and Iero were alone, it was kind of quiet and uncomfortable. Gerard became more serious, seeing his friend still angry and frowned upon, trying to find the reason for his mood.
The silence was long and uncomfortable, but it didn't seem to bother Frank at all. He was sitting and looking through some strange magazine, sometimes with his fingers off his nerves.
At one point, Way got tired of putting up with it and tried to get his couch mate to join him, but the couch mate threw his hand off irritably.
— What happened?
Silence.
— Well, Frankie, what happened?
Silence again.
— Frank! Answer me, please.
Gerard tried to rip the magazine out of his hands.
— "It was nothing like that!" — Iero looked up for a second, but then he put them down again, thoughtfully looking at a single picture of them.
— "It's a lot more interesting than me, isn't it?" — Gerard whispered in a very upset manner.
— "Yeah, it's a fascinating story about the giant dwarf war!" — Frank put the magazine on the table and looked at Gerard with his lips pressed.
— Wait... So you're offended?
— No.
— Well, did you feel uncomfortable?
— No, I was damn ok! Instead of helping, you were laughing.
— Well, I'm sorry, Frankie.
Gerard tried to get his neighbor in again, this time he was allowed to. There was still a feeling of tension, but it was still slowly starting to retreat. From kissing the top of his head, Frank relaxed even more.
— "What can I do to make you forgive me?" — said Gerard.
— "Here", Iero raised his head and put his finger to his lip.
Gerard bent down, grabbed Frank's chin, and pulled him in. First, he touched his lips with his lips, then slowly slipped his tongue into his open mouth and kissed him warmly.
They spent the whole night together.