Odd encounters

This guy named Gerard came up to me after one of my concerts. He had this scary look to him, very mysterious dude. He told me he'd love to colab with me one day and that he's a fairly big singer himself. So I looked up his music. He's got this amazing rock/punk/alternative/metal voice. He could probably sing any type of music he wants to. I love his style and I've been planning on doing a huge colab between me and a few bands so might as well. I decide to call him up.

"Hey, is this Gerard Way?" I ask over the phone when he picks up.

"This is Gerard. Is this Brendon?" He asks me. His oddly soothing voice melts over the phone line.

"This is. I would like to ask if you'd still like to do that colab? I've got plans for this huge colab between me and a few other bands. They've all already accepted and I'd like to know if you would like to join us all?" I ask him. The conversation feels casual, as if we've been friends for years.

"Sure. I'm up for it. Who are the other bands?" He asks sombrely. His voice is so smooth and calm. I don't know how he does it. It makes me talk in a mellow voice too. He talks so mellow yet screams in his music. How?

"Me, Fall Out Boy, Twenty One Pilots, and My Chemical Romance. My Chemical Romance is just a guitar band at the moment. They are looking for a singer. They usually get me, or the drummers from the other two bands to drum for them. We were planning on meeting later today at Starbucks if you'd like. Just the one on James st." I tell him. I hear him hum quietly in what sounds like agreement.

"Cool. I'm already there so I guess see you guys here? What time are you guys coming?" He hums quietly. He's odd but it suits him.

"We'll be there in about half an hour I guess. We'll need a fairly large table. One band of four, one of three, one of two, and both of us." I say. I hear a light chuckle. It sounds almost dark. It's kind of scary.

"Of course. See you soon." He says in a deeper tone that could easily make it sound like he's plotting something. The dude freaks me out a bit.

I arrive at the shop and see him sitting at the table. It's mid summer and he's wearing all black and it's a suit without the jacket. Is he insane? He's got a red tie on and his skin is a lot more pale than I remember. He has dark eyeshadow and eyeliner rimming his eyes. His long black hair hanging in his face. He's got a small unicorn pin on his dress shirt. Him and Mikey will get along just fine. I walk up and sit beside him.

"Hello Brendon." He says slowly as he turns to me and gives me a soft smile. His small teeth showing. The guy really creeps me out yet is so familiar to be scared.

"Hello Gerard. The rest of the guys are just arriving." I say. Just then they pile in. They walk toward Gerard and I but Frank freezes for a second and stares at Gerard in shock.

"Hello. I'm Gerard Way." Gerard says in that odd tone to everyone.

"I'm Pete, bassist for FOB. This is Patrick, our singer, Andy, our drummer and Joe our guitarist." Pete says to him and points out each member as he goes. Gerard smiles that freaky smile and waves slowly to each of them.

"I'm, Tyler and this is my buddy Josh." Tyler tells him and points to Josh who waves at Gerard. Gerard waves back, that smile never leaving his face. Frank is staring at Gerard.

"I'm Mikey! I like your unicorn pin! I have one like it but it's blue! We have the same last name! That's cool!" Mikey says cheerily and gives a light smile to Gerard. Which is really rare. Mikey rarely smiles.

"That cool Mikey. Ironically, years ago I gave a blue unicorn pin like this to my brother before I had to leave. It's cool we have the same last name." Gerard says. His voice not leaving that unsettling yet soothing tone. Mikey continues smiling at Gerard.

"I'm Ray! Hello Gerard!" Ray exclaims. He's always been the extremely happy one. Gerard waves at him.

"Nice to see you again Gerard. It's been a while." Frank says. I don't know how to explain his tone with Gerard. It's slightly cold, filled with fear and anger, sorrow and some happiness. It's like he can't decide. I see Gerard's eyes widen a bit.

"Nice to see you again too Frank. It's been more than a while. Been about a year or two. How've you been? Actually, I shouldn't be interrupting this meeting. Here's my number. I'd like to catch up." He says and slides Frank a small card. They know each other? This is getting way too odd. Gerard seems to let off this strange tension between us all.

"Okay. First order of business. Everyone is okay with homosexuality right? That's kind of what I wrote the song about. Is about how gay people are discriminated against and have a 'special place in hell' for them. Meanwhile thay are the one saving lives and shit." I tell them hopefully to break the tension.

"We're fine with it!" The Fall Out Boy crew tells me. Twenty One Pilots and MCR nod along.

"I mean why wouldn't I be okay with it? I'm gay." Frank says. He's always been proud of his sexuality. I can always look up to him for that. Otherwise I'm looking down on him. He's just so damn short.

"I'm perfectly okay with it too. I myself is what my friends used to call me, a flaming homosexual." Gerard says with that dark chuckle. Why does he have to put a dark twist to his sound?

"Okay. Perfect. Second order of business. We have music for both drummers, music for our guitars and basses. Singers. We need Tyler's rapping skills, Frank's backup vocals, Patrick's soul vocals, my jazzy vocals, and Gerard's metal and rock vocals. Is everyone okay with that? I've been thinking we start off with jazz and soul, go into a rapping bit and go into the metal and rock then end up with all of us harmonizing. We all sing at the same vocal levels so it should work." I tell them. Everyone nods including Gerard. His hazel greenish brown eyes piercing right through me. It almost makes him look dead.

We all chat some more except Gerard. He only talks when spoken to. Frank keeps staring at him and shooting him odd looks. He always smirks when he notices Frank. It's odd. I don't know what to say about him other that he's really odd.

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