Marilyn Manson Adopted Me (A Marilyn Manson Fanfic)

The Fight Song

*Marilyn's POV*
Twiggy's curled up next to me asleep. I gently pick up my phone.
1am.

"Twiggs, I've gotta get up hon," I say rubbing his head.

"No please stay here," he pleads.

"I need to see where we are."

"Then I'm going with you,"He demands.

I pull on some boxers and sweatpants. He pulls on a nightgown. And we walk out the door.

"Hey lovebirds," Ginger Fish cackles.

I slap him.

"Damn Twiggs, you're louder than a train!" Gacy adds in.

"Shut up, At least I have someone who will have sex with me," Twiggy hisses.

We walk over to the driver.

"Dude where the hell are we?"

"One more hour Mr.Manson, I promise," he says nervously.

I walk back to the room with Twiggy.

"We should do this more often Brian," Twiggy giggles, his eyes shining.

*Evianna's POV*
Venice and I laughed at the rest of the band's remarks on dad and Twiggy. She smiled at me. It was funny to see Manson so flustered, I guess you could say.
I was going to go chill with Gacy and John and Ginger since Venice was going to sleep.
"Hi," I said quietly to the three if them. Gacy smiled.
"Whats up little one?" John asked.
"Oh... Nothing. I just don't feel like going to sleep."
"Oh okay. Whatcha wanna do?" Ginger asked. I shrugged.
"We could play poker," John suggested.
"You really think Twiggs wants us to play with his daughter?" Ginger asked. He started laughing. "That sounded wrong."
"Oh my God Ging," Gacy said.

*Ginger Fish's POV*
Evianna stares at us worried.

"So, uh poker?" I broke the awkward silence.

"Sure," she says sitting next to Gacy.

John finds the cards and comes back.

"Um lets not use money cause I haven't payed my rent yet," Gacy says.

"Shots?" John suggested.

"YES!!!" Gacy shouts.

"Um guys. We have a minor," I say concerned.

"It's fine, I'm not that good at poker," Evianna says quietly.

"Whisky or Vodka?" John asks from the fridge.

"Vodka, its more exciting," I say.

He returns to the table with four shot glasses and two bottles of Vodka.

*20 minutes later*

"All in," Gacy says pushing his chips to the center of the table.

"Um, me too," said Evianna.

Not paying attention I hear John 5.
"Ok Evianna, take 2 shots."

She takes the first one, and coughs out a lot of the shot.

"Are you ok?" I ask.

She nods and takes the second one with hardly any problem.

*Evianna's POV*
About an hour later I'd taken about 30 shots of Vodka. It wasnt the most delicious, but I was starting to like it.
Did I ever mention how fucking hot Ginger Fish was?
"We should totally play strip poker," Gacy slurs. I nodded.
John was the first to take off his shirt. I was next.
My chest area was now being stared at. I placed my hand on John's thigh. He looked up at me suddenly. I tried to kiss him. He oblidged. The there was a bunch of cussing, and, well you know.