Freak Show

Gerard's cellphone rung. Without even glancing at the caller ID, he picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Is this Gerard Way?" A choked voice on the other line asked.
"Um, yes? Who is this?"
"My name's Alicia, I'm a friend of your brother, Mikey." Gerard's eyes widened.
"What? How is he? I thought he would call-"
"He can't. Our boss said I could call using his phone so you could know what we've decided for him."
"We've decided to permanantly induct Mikey into our show. So, he probably won't be... returning, anytime soon." Gerard's heart dropped and his response got stuck in his throat.
"I'm... so sorry. I'll make sure he and you write letters to one another, so our boss doesn't know. I'll... I'll take care of him, Gerard. I really do care for him."
"Please, please do. I'll, manage somehow. My mom might stress a bit, but she'll be fine. Tell Mikey I love him."
"I'm sure he knows, Gerard." And with that, Alicia hung up, allowing Gerard to dissolve into sobs.
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"So, what should your act be?" Mikey was caught off guard by Lindsey's sudden question. He practically choked on the bacon he was munching on, but quickly regained his composure.
"I mean... I dunno. All you guys have all these cool powers and I have nothing, so..." He trailed off.
"C'mon, there's gotta be something you can do." The trio at the table thought for a moment. Lindsey's eyes lit up.
"Stop by my room later. Trust me." She said cheerily. Lindsey hopped out of her seat and rushed to her room, ignoring the confused Ryan she bumped into briefly. Alicia and Mikey looked at each other before walking to Lindsey's room after finishing their food. The room was both gothic and light hearted, with a pale blue wall and skulls painted on it. There were various kinds of makeup, from mascara to nail polish. Lindsey was perched at the edge of her bed, but leapt off as soon as the door opened.
"So, what's your plan, exactly?" Mikey asked. Lindsey put her hands together.
"I just wanted to show you something, y'know. Reminded me of ya." She said. She grabbed a book from a bookshelf and passed it to Mikey.
The cover showcased a thin yet muscular man with slicked back dirty blonde hair. He was jumping into the air with a salmon red raygun pointed at a silhoutte. A wide grin was plastered on his face. The sunset background was somewhat covered by the title of the book: THE ADVENTURES OF THE COBRA KID, printed in all caps in white letters with a black outline. The book was about as thick as the bible, but as Mikey flipped through he realised each page was about as thin as paper could get.
"Why would this remind you of me?" Mikey asked, handing the book back to Lindsey. She shook her head and gave it back to him.
"I dunno, but I have a little plan." She deviously said. Mikey looked at her suspiciously before she picked up a bottle. Mikey read the label: Dirty Blonde Hair Dye.
"Oh god, no." He began, but before he knew it, Lindsey had moved him to a random chair in the room. She took off his glasses and opened the bottle of dye.
"Yo, Ali, mind helping me out?" She asked. Alicia sighed and thought for a moment.
"What exactly should we make his hair look like?" Lindsey pointed to the cover of the book. "We'll need to cut his hair, then."
"Wha?" Lindsey ran to her bathroom and grabbed a pair of scissors. Soon, it looked like a slightly choppier version of Cobra Kid's haircut. Bits of Mikey's light brown locks were littered all over the floor. As Lindsey helped to sweep it all up, Alicia began to dye Mikey's hair.
"You know what you're doing, right?"
"Trust me, dude." She finally finished spreading the dye all over Mikey's hair. After half an hour, he washed his hair in Lindsey's bathroom. Lindsey quickly dried his hair for him, not caring much about his discomfort. She removed the towel from his head and combed his hair in a manner similiar to Cobra Kid's. Lindsey, Alicia and Mikey stared at the finished product in the mirror.
"Well, it's better than I was expecting." He said, running a hand through his hair.
"The roots are still brown though." Lindsey mumbled.
"I'll work with it. Where are my glasses?" He asked, looking around. Lindsey checked the table she remembered she'd put his glasses on and lifted the book up. Crushed glasses were placed right there, as she'd expected.
"Shit," She murmured under her breath. Mikey groaned before inspecting his former glasses.
"Guess you'll need to get new glasses, Cobra Kid." Lindsey said innocently.
"And you're buying, Lyn-Z."

Notes

so now mikey looks like danger days era him.