Chapter II

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~Alex's POV~

I couldn't believe this shit. I got changed into a Batman t-shirt, knee torn jeans, Slipknot converse and a Black Parade jacket - my proudest possession. I turned around and saw Nikita in black skinny jeans, a My Chemical Romance t-shirt and a black jacket. "Ha, no Black Parade jacket for you!"
"At least I don't have a tail." I flipped her off and started heading downstairs, where we went into a room, about 15 different people, wearing all kinds of weird shit. I sat down on a randomly placed table, and waited. It was about 5 minutes before I heard a door shut, and I saw shadows of who I assume are MCR. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest, but that would ruin my jacket with blood stains so I punched myself in the chest. I then heard the words "Who's the kid who punched himself in the chest wearing the fabulous jacket?" I smiled at the window, even though for all I know they weren't looking, and went back to my phone, browsing through Amazon for some new shoes. I heard murmuring, and then a voice from the speaker saying "Can Alex come through to the interview room please?" I started to head through, and looked back at Nikita who looked saddened, so I beckoned her to come along. She came with me, and we were soon starting in front of our idols. It was Gerard who asked "Who's your girlfriend?" I fliped him off and said
"She's not my girlfriend, but if you want me you're getting her too." Gerard smiled and then it was the orphanage manager who piped up.
"Gerard and Frank -"
"FRERARD!" I yelled, raising my arms in the air, smiling.
"No, but you need 2 legal guardians here. They did explain to me lengthily that they aren't a couple. As I was saying," He glared at me "They want to adopt YOU. Not her."
"What about us?" We all looked at Ray and Mikey, who were leaning against each other smiling. Nikita looked like she might explode.
"Well, it's a lot more paperwork, bit anything to get these freaks out."

~A lot of paperwork later~

"Well, that's it. You are our son." Gerard said to me leaving the orphanage, Mikey became our pack horse for our bags. "Put them in the trunk, brother dear."
"Fuck off Jerry." Mikey out our stuff in the boot and we all got in the minivan they brought - Gerard, Mikey and James in the front, Me, Ray and Nikita in the back. As we were driving to where the tour bus was, Mickle the Pickle popped up a question. "If you guys shared a room, what about getting nude whilst changing?" Nikita was the one to answer this one
"It's quite simple Pickle Head, Alex sleeps in until about 11, so I get changed during that time, and he'll get changed after a shower, or whilst he sends me to get him food."
"So, long story short, he's a lazy shit?"
"Yup." I replied, being honest.
"Aww, he's just like his mommy!" Gerard replied.
"So I'm the mommy?" Frank said, looking slightly disheartened and also somewhat eager.
"Do you expect me to be? I'm way more masculine than you."
"He's right Mummy!"
"Shut up!"
"Hey who's my mother?" Nikita asked, staring at Ray.
"Why you staring at me? Was it not obvious from the beginning? I've even got bigger boobs than Mike!" Ray just started laughing after this and I just stared at him confused. We eventually pulled up next to a big-ass bus, which I'm assuming is the MCR bus.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, NEKOS AND RAY TOROS, WELCOME, TO CASA MCR!"

That first step onto the bus was one I would never forget...



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