No Matter How Bad It Gets, Don't Give Up. (adopted by Gerard Way)

Your Lip Gloss Smile

so I tried to put some frerard meme up there, but it didn't work, so I just put a hot picture of Gee up there...

Frank

As Gerard walks up to the door, I notice that he's wearing his super-tight skinny jeans from the NaNaNa video. He hasn't worn them in years, but I'm not complaining... no, Frank. he has two daughters, and his wife just left him. NO. I ridicule myself. But he has to slightly bend down to unlock the door, and I was in a playful mood, so I lightly pat his butt, making sure that I blocked my hand from everyone's view. I see his shoulders tense as he opens the door.  shit. 

Avery

We walk into the living room, and Gerard, or I guess Dad, tells me I can put my suitcase down next to the couch. He then asks if I want any coffee as he heads to the kitchen. I shrivle my nose "coffee? umm no thanks... " everyone in the room looks at me in surprise "What? It's so bitter, even with milk and sugar!" Ray shrugs

"If your living with Gerard, then he'll find a way to make you like it." I laugh and we sit down on the couches. "So You sing and write music, you play guitar, you cut, you have depression, and you dislike coffee. Have you heard any music that wasn't Isn't That Something or MCR?" I think back, to before dad abandoned me...

"I remember part of a song from Linken's Park and one Green Day song, I think, I'm not sure if that's even the name of the bands, and I've heard Into The Cave We Wander a couple of times... but otherwise, just the Justin Beiber crap that the Barbies at the orphanage would listen to... Mrs. Kemmele always gave them stuff because she though they were likely to be adopted than 'emo shit holes' like me, so they got phones and IPods while I only had this Walkman and whatever Mrs. Nosckaj was able to show me while she tutored me... " They all give me sympathetic smiles. Frank started to slowley smile,

"Okay, then... Who do you think is the hottest out of all the MCR members?" I feel my cheeks redden. 

"objectively? It's between the Ways. Personally? You are. Well, actually, no. you are the most attractive in demeanor and look, but Mikey's the hottest." I smile at how uncomfortable Mikey looks 

"Okay, Frerard, Rikey, or Waycest?" Mikey looks even more flustered after Frank lists this last ship.

"Frerard is you an Gee, right?" Frank nods,slightly blushing. "then definitely Frerard. But enough of that, it's time for me to ask the questions. Should I call you guys my uncles, or what?" They laugh at this.

"I'm fine with that ." says Ray

"So am I"

"OH HELL NO" Frank shouts" either call me your brother or friend, but not uncle, that makes me sound old." I snort. 

"okay, fine. friend. Second question: Who do I talk to about...female...problems..." they all stare at me for a couple of seconds. Finally, realisation dawns on Mikey

"Sass Queen should be able to handle that, he knows more about that than we do..." Frank and Ray's eyes widen when they realize what we're talking about

"Okay, thanks. Doth thou haveth any more questions?" I ask, switching to medieval speak to help change the awkwardness.

"Not really..." 

"nope" 

"Do you want to play that song you promised me now?" Ray asks.

Frank

Her face lights up as Ray asks her, but I see a flicker of doubt cross her face as she stands up to get her guitar. She sets it down on the coffee table in front of her. "this is the one I know how to play the best... I was playing it while Gerard was passing my door, its why he told Mrs. Kemmele to show him my files..." She trails off and starts to tune her guitar. Then she starts to play.