Tales of the My chemical Children
Famous, or not famous, that is the question.
Hey guys, sorry it has been a little while, I have been watching Supernatural non-stop, and so I have been very “YOU DID NOT JUST KILL THEM!” Yeah. Also this story features, West Collins, Misha Collins’ actual son (Sorry, too much Supernatural), and two non-famous kid OCs, Charlotte Shell (Also featured in Lady B’s Bitchday) and Skylar Winters. That’s enough rambling, ENJOY!
Ugh, I hate school. Today is the school’s Career Day, which makes no sense. This is a primary school, I am only in the fourth grade. I should not have to think about jobs or Career’s yet. To make this even worse, my dad is on tour, and my mum is a stay at home mum, so she can’t do anything. She said she’ll still come along, but I think it is just to keep my younger brother, Miles, happy. Ugh, I hate school.
I look over to the driver’s seat where my mum was, she was sing along to the radio as she drove us to school.
“Mum,” I groaned, “We got our music talents from dad, not you, so please SHHHHHHHHHH!”
“Aww but sweetie,” My mum pouted, looking at us from the rear view mirror, “Your father loves it when I sing.”
“Well I don’t,” I grumbling, slouching back in my chair.
The rest of the car ride is silent, save from the quite music, and the soft humming from Lily. I am so jealous, Lily got dad’s singing talents, and all it can do is play the flipping piano. Miles plays drums, and Lily can not only sing, but she can play guitar too! IT IS NOT FAIR!
“We’re here munchkins,” My mum sings out, as she pulls up out the front of the school.
Miles cheers, I groan and Lily remains quiet.
“MUM! MUM!” Miles yells, jumping out of the car, “COME TO MY CLASS FIRST!”
“Okay sweetie,” My mum laughs, as she grabs out bags from the back.
“You want me to pop by your classes later girls?” She asks, turn to my twin and I.
“I would like that,” Lily smiles, hugging her.
I just frown.
“What’s the point,” I mumble, “It is CAREER day, meaning JOB. You are a stay at home mum. Dad is the only one who works but he is on a stupid tour.”
“Cherry,” She warns, “I know you are upset that your father can’t be here, but this no way to speak to me. I was just trying to help.”
“Sorry,” I mumble looking to the ground, “I’m gonna go look for my friends, see you later.”
And with that, I turned and ran off to my classroom, where I normally meet up with Skylar and Charlotte. Bandit would usually be there, but her mum went on tour with her band Mindless self-Indulgence, and took her and her dad on tour. Lucky.
“HEY GUYS!” I call, running over to my friends.
I stop short, noticing they all have their parents with them. I remember Charlotte said her dad was an accountant, and her mum was a hair dresser. Looking over, I saw she just had her mum, which I guess would happen since her mother hates her father. Skylar said her dad was a mechanic and her mum was a high school English teacher, which sounds boring as hell. Only her dad was here, which is to be expected considering her mum is probably teaching now.
“Hey guys,” I call over, now walking kinda awkwardly, feeling out of place since I don’t have a parent with me.
“Oh, hey Cherry,” Charlotte smiled, waving over to me, “I thought your dad would be coming.”
“Yeah,” Skylar scowls, “You keep bragging about how cool he is, so I was expecting him to be here.”
I frown at that. Skylar may be one of my friends, but she is not very nice at some points.
“He is on tour,” I say, still frowning.
Skylar scoffs.
“Skylar Louise Winters, don’t have that attitude towards your friend, or anyone in that matter,” Her dad scolds her, frowning in disapproval.
She rolls her eyes.
“Skylar just cause you have never met her dad, doesn’t mean she isn’t telling the truth,” Charlotte interjects, “I have met both Bandit and Cherry’s parents, and it is true, they are famous. Mr Way and Mr Iero were both in the same band.”
“Horrible men, both of them,” Her mum tuts, “Frank is very short and has destroyed his body with vulgar tattoos, and Gerard is a down right child pervert.”
“MUM!” Charlotte yells, “CAN YOU STOP! THEY ARE LOVELY PEOPLE!”
“Do not raise your voice at me young lady,” Mrs Shell threatens, “Or there will be serious consequences.”
Charlotte just huffs, and turns away grumpily.
“I shuffle from foot to foot, feeling like I am intruding.
‘RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG’
I let out a sigh of relief when I heard the shrill sound of the bell. I don’t think I could have taken any more of that constant bickering.
“Well, see ya Charlotte,” I smile, waving to her.
I am kinda upset she isn’t in my class, but at least I have Skylar. Yeah at least I have the meanie Skylar.
I frown again.
“Well you coming in?” Skylar glares as she walks into the class.
I nod and follow her in.
I look around the classroom, and notice that a few people are already here. There is Holly and her mum, David and his dad, the twins Yasmin and Jasmin both have their parents here, and West has his dad here. A lot of adults are crowding Mr Collins, but then again, he is really famous.
I wish my dad was here.
“Alright class,” I look up to see Ms Fairhall standing in front of the class, “Please settle down, and show your parents to your desk, then we can begin.”
Everyone began to take their seats, so I just awkwardly shuffled to my desk.
“Alright,” Ms Fairhall continued, “I’ll take attendance, Jimmy?”
“Here!”
“Okay, Paul?”
“Here!”
“Ashley?”
“Here!”
And so forth until my name was called.
“Cherry?”
“Here,” I mumble.
“Do you have a parent with you today?” Ms Fairhall askes.
I shake my head.
“Shame,” She gives me a sad smile, “Maybe you can tell us about what they do later?”
“Could I use the Smart Board for it?” I ask, think of a good idea.
“Of course,” She smiles.
Cool, so maybe today won’t be so bad.
Time skip 1:56pm, after lunch.
We had just gotten back in from class, and so far this whole day had been poop.
We had to do all these parent kid games, and I was the only one doing it by myself. At least now was talking about what your parents do.
We were going down the roll, and so far the best one was West’s. His dad talked in an accent the whole time, we watched a scene of a MA 15+ show called Supernatural, where his dad played an angel, and he blabbered on about these 2 men called Jensen and Jared, and their kids JJ, Thomas and Shepard. It was pretty cool. But now, it is my turn.
“Okay,” I began, “So clearly, I don’t have a parent with me. My mum is a stay at home mum, so she’s kinda useless.”
A few people laughed at that.
“But I shall talk about my dad. Ms Fairhall, could you get up YouTube?”
She nods, and put it up.
“Thankyou.”
I walk around to the computer, and type in ‘FrnkIero andthe Celebration’, and click on the first video, Joyriding.
“This is my dad’s band,” I say as the video starts, “My dad is the one with the guitar and singing. His name is Frank Iero, and he makes music for a living.”
“FAKE!”
I look around to see everyone laughing, as some kid screamed out fake.
“No, it’s true,” I insist, “He is my dad.”
I go back to the computer and put in My Chemical Romance. I click on the music video for Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na).
“Fun Ghoul,” I point to my dad on the Board, “That is my dad, he was a character called Fun Ghoul, I swear. This was his pervious band, My chemical Romance. Gerard Way was vocals, Mikey Way was Bass, Ray Toro was lead guitar, and my dad Frank Iero, was rhythm guitar.”
“YOU’RE A LIER!”
“AM NOT!” I was getting real angry now.
“Now, now kids,” Ms Fairhall tries, “We have no proof that this isn’t her dad.”
“AND NO PROOF IT IS!”
People started to laugh.
I look over to Charlotte for help, but see her freezing up. Great.
“I SWEAR! FRANK IERO IS MY DAD!” I yelled, on the verge of tears.
“And I second that.”
Everyone looks to the door to see a short man, with shaggy black hair, and tattoos covering every inch of his arms.
“DADDY!” I yell, running into my father’s arms.
“Hey sweetie,” He says, kissing my head, “Sorry I took a while, had to go to you brother and sister’s classes first.”
“SEE!” I yell, “FRANK IERO IS MY DAD!”
“Hey, why are you playing My Chem?” He asks, gesturing to the Smart Board.
“Oh, um,” I didn’t get to finish as he cut me off.
“Excuse me,” He asks, walking over to my teacher, “Could I please use you electric guitar?”
“Oh um sure,” She responds quickly, handing him the instrument, “It might be a bit out of tune.”
“That’s an easy fix, no worries,” He grins, pulling the strap over his head, plugging the guitar in, and tuning the strings.
“Right,” He said after the strings were right, “To show you my talents, Cherry shall suggest a song, and I shall play it. So, what’ll it be girl?”
I think for a moment, before getting and evil idea.
“I know,” I grin evilly, “Destroya.”
“Ahh, Cherry,” My dad blushes, “That song, really?”
“You could do that or Vampire Money, your choice.”
“Fine,” He sighs.
Score.
“But I won’t sing it,” He declares, “That is your uncle Gee’s job.”
“Haha,” I giggle, “Deal.”
“Okay, here we go.”
West’s dad may be a comedian, but music beats comedy any day.
Ugh, I hate school. Today is the school’s Career Day, which makes no sense. This is a primary school, I am only in the fourth grade. I should not have to think about jobs or Career’s yet. To make this even worse, my dad is on tour, and my mum is a stay at home mum, so she can’t do anything. She said she’ll still come along, but I think it is just to keep my younger brother, Miles, happy. Ugh, I hate school.
I look over to the driver’s seat where my mum was, she was sing along to the radio as she drove us to school.
“Mum,” I groaned, “We got our music talents from dad, not you, so please SHHHHHHHHHH!”
“Aww but sweetie,” My mum pouted, looking at us from the rear view mirror, “Your father loves it when I sing.”
“Well I don’t,” I grumbling, slouching back in my chair.
The rest of the car ride is silent, save from the quite music, and the soft humming from Lily. I am so jealous, Lily got dad’s singing talents, and all it can do is play the flipping piano. Miles plays drums, and Lily can not only sing, but she can play guitar too! IT IS NOT FAIR!
“We’re here munchkins,” My mum sings out, as she pulls up out the front of the school.
Miles cheers, I groan and Lily remains quiet.
“MUM! MUM!” Miles yells, jumping out of the car, “COME TO MY CLASS FIRST!”
“Okay sweetie,” My mum laughs, as she grabs out bags from the back.
“You want me to pop by your classes later girls?” She asks, turn to my twin and I.
“I would like that,” Lily smiles, hugging her.
I just frown.
“What’s the point,” I mumble, “It is CAREER day, meaning JOB. You are a stay at home mum. Dad is the only one who works but he is on a stupid tour.”
“Cherry,” She warns, “I know you are upset that your father can’t be here, but this no way to speak to me. I was just trying to help.”
“Sorry,” I mumble looking to the ground, “I’m gonna go look for my friends, see you later.”
And with that, I turned and ran off to my classroom, where I normally meet up with Skylar and Charlotte. Bandit would usually be there, but her mum went on tour with her band Mindless self-Indulgence, and took her and her dad on tour. Lucky.
“HEY GUYS!” I call, running over to my friends.
I stop short, noticing they all have their parents with them. I remember Charlotte said her dad was an accountant, and her mum was a hair dresser. Looking over, I saw she just had her mum, which I guess would happen since her mother hates her father. Skylar said her dad was a mechanic and her mum was a high school English teacher, which sounds boring as hell. Only her dad was here, which is to be expected considering her mum is probably teaching now.
“Hey guys,” I call over, now walking kinda awkwardly, feeling out of place since I don’t have a parent with me.
“Oh, hey Cherry,” Charlotte smiled, waving over to me, “I thought your dad would be coming.”
“Yeah,” Skylar scowls, “You keep bragging about how cool he is, so I was expecting him to be here.”
I frown at that. Skylar may be one of my friends, but she is not very nice at some points.
“He is on tour,” I say, still frowning.
Skylar scoffs.
“Skylar Louise Winters, don’t have that attitude towards your friend, or anyone in that matter,” Her dad scolds her, frowning in disapproval.
She rolls her eyes.
“Skylar just cause you have never met her dad, doesn’t mean she isn’t telling the truth,” Charlotte interjects, “I have met both Bandit and Cherry’s parents, and it is true, they are famous. Mr Way and Mr Iero were both in the same band.”
“Horrible men, both of them,” Her mum tuts, “Frank is very short and has destroyed his body with vulgar tattoos, and Gerard is a down right child pervert.”
“MUM!” Charlotte yells, “CAN YOU STOP! THEY ARE LOVELY PEOPLE!”
“Do not raise your voice at me young lady,” Mrs Shell threatens, “Or there will be serious consequences.”
Charlotte just huffs, and turns away grumpily.
“I shuffle from foot to foot, feeling like I am intruding.
‘RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG’
I let out a sigh of relief when I heard the shrill sound of the bell. I don’t think I could have taken any more of that constant bickering.
“Well, see ya Charlotte,” I smile, waving to her.
I am kinda upset she isn’t in my class, but at least I have Skylar. Yeah at least I have the meanie Skylar.
I frown again.
“Well you coming in?” Skylar glares as she walks into the class.
I nod and follow her in.
I look around the classroom, and notice that a few people are already here. There is Holly and her mum, David and his dad, the twins Yasmin and Jasmin both have their parents here, and West has his dad here. A lot of adults are crowding Mr Collins, but then again, he is really famous.
I wish my dad was here.
“Alright class,” I look up to see Ms Fairhall standing in front of the class, “Please settle down, and show your parents to your desk, then we can begin.”
Everyone began to take their seats, so I just awkwardly shuffled to my desk.
“Alright,” Ms Fairhall continued, “I’ll take attendance, Jimmy?”
“Here!”
“Okay, Paul?”
“Here!”
“Ashley?”
“Here!”
And so forth until my name was called.
“Cherry?”
“Here,” I mumble.
“Do you have a parent with you today?” Ms Fairhall askes.
I shake my head.
“Shame,” She gives me a sad smile, “Maybe you can tell us about what they do later?”
“Could I use the Smart Board for it?” I ask, think of a good idea.
“Of course,” She smiles.
Cool, so maybe today won’t be so bad.
Time skip 1:56pm, after lunch.
We had just gotten back in from class, and so far this whole day had been poop.
We had to do all these parent kid games, and I was the only one doing it by myself. At least now was talking about what your parents do.
We were going down the roll, and so far the best one was West’s. His dad talked in an accent the whole time, we watched a scene of a MA 15+ show called Supernatural, where his dad played an angel, and he blabbered on about these 2 men called Jensen and Jared, and their kids JJ, Thomas and Shepard. It was pretty cool. But now, it is my turn.
“Okay,” I began, “So clearly, I don’t have a parent with me. My mum is a stay at home mum, so she’s kinda useless.”
A few people laughed at that.
“But I shall talk about my dad. Ms Fairhall, could you get up YouTube?”
She nods, and put it up.
“Thankyou.”
I walk around to the computer, and type in ‘FrnkIero andthe Celebration’, and click on the first video, Joyriding.
“This is my dad’s band,” I say as the video starts, “My dad is the one with the guitar and singing. His name is Frank Iero, and he makes music for a living.”
“FAKE!”
I look around to see everyone laughing, as some kid screamed out fake.
“No, it’s true,” I insist, “He is my dad.”
I go back to the computer and put in My Chemical Romance. I click on the music video for Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na).
“Fun Ghoul,” I point to my dad on the Board, “That is my dad, he was a character called Fun Ghoul, I swear. This was his pervious band, My chemical Romance. Gerard Way was vocals, Mikey Way was Bass, Ray Toro was lead guitar, and my dad Frank Iero, was rhythm guitar.”
“YOU’RE A LIER!”
“AM NOT!” I was getting real angry now.
“Now, now kids,” Ms Fairhall tries, “We have no proof that this isn’t her dad.”
“AND NO PROOF IT IS!”
People started to laugh.
I look over to Charlotte for help, but see her freezing up. Great.
“I SWEAR! FRANK IERO IS MY DAD!” I yelled, on the verge of tears.
“And I second that.”
Everyone looks to the door to see a short man, with shaggy black hair, and tattoos covering every inch of his arms.
“DADDY!” I yell, running into my father’s arms.
“Hey sweetie,” He says, kissing my head, “Sorry I took a while, had to go to you brother and sister’s classes first.”
“SEE!” I yell, “FRANK IERO IS MY DAD!”
“Hey, why are you playing My Chem?” He asks, gesturing to the Smart Board.
“Oh, um,” I didn’t get to finish as he cut me off.
“Excuse me,” He asks, walking over to my teacher, “Could I please use you electric guitar?”
“Oh um sure,” She responds quickly, handing him the instrument, “It might be a bit out of tune.”
“That’s an easy fix, no worries,” He grins, pulling the strap over his head, plugging the guitar in, and tuning the strings.
“Right,” He said after the strings were right, “To show you my talents, Cherry shall suggest a song, and I shall play it. So, what’ll it be girl?”
I think for a moment, before getting and evil idea.
“I know,” I grin evilly, “Destroya.”
“Ahh, Cherry,” My dad blushes, “That song, really?”
“You could do that or Vampire Money, your choice.”
“Fine,” He sighs.
Score.
“But I won’t sing it,” He declares, “That is your uncle Gee’s job.”
“Haha,” I giggle, “Deal.”
“Okay, here we go.”
West’s dad may be a comedian, but music beats comedy any day.
Kobras panic attack it like the most cutie patootee thing ever but I a sad kinda way
6/9/16