Gerard Way x Reader

Chips

It was another eventful day in this hell hole of place that you and the MCR boys call home. You had just ran out of chips, and now everyone was debating on who should go to the store to buy more.

Gerard's Pov: "No. You buy the chips!" I said.

"Nu uh, you do it!" Mikey responded.

"I'm siding with Mikey, go buy the chips Vampire Boy." Frank said.

"Frank, what the actual fu-"

I interrupted Ray. "First, never call me that again, second, you do it! You go buy the chips, dog boy."

"Don't you bring my dogs into this!" Frank said.

"Guys, please, can't we settle this like adults?" Y/N asked.

"Yeah guys, can't we just use common sense?" Ray added.

"You're right." Frank claimed. "We can. Gee, I challenge you to rock, paper, scissors. Whoever loses has to buy the chips."

"Haha, challenge accepted."

Obviously by the title, you can tell, spoiler alert, yeah he lost.

"GOD DAMN IT!" I yelled.

"Hahaha, I win, now, go buy the chips." Frank said.

"Ok, but like, what flavor?"

"Lime."

"What?"

"I said, lime."

"Frank, I don't thi-"

"I SAID GET THE LIME FLAVOR VAMPIRE BOY!"

"OK!" I yelled. I felt... Threatened.

As I was shamefully walking to the car outside, Y/N ran up to me. "Gee, wait up!"

"Hu?"

"I'm coming with you."

"Haha, what?"

"I'm coming with you."

"Honey, I love you, but why?"

"Because you're obviously ashamed of losing and need some comfort."

"I... No wait, you're right, I can't say anything." I laughed.

"Exactly."

"Haha, stop being a smart ass." I said jokingly.

"No." Y/N responded in a joking manner.

At the store.

"Ok, so Frank told me to buy lime flavored chips?"

"Oh hell Yeah, those are so addicting, like literally, they're just, chefs kiss honestly."

"You two really like those lime chips don't you."

"Yeah, they are literally bussin." 

I can't spell-

"Ok, I'll keep that in mind I guess."

"Oh hey, I see them." Y/N pointed in the direction they were supposedly in.

"Nice." How the fuck did they find it so fast? I thought. We went over and put the bag in the cart. "Before we go, can we at least go get another bag of chips that isn't lime flavored?" I asked.

"Sure, I don't really care."

"Ha, cool."

They got normal potato chips and they paid for the two bags of chips before going home.

"GUESS WHOS BACK BITCHES!!!" I yelled.

"You got the lime flavor, right?"

"Yes Dog Boy, I did."

Again, this is NOT Ferard.

"If you don't shut up right now-"

"We also got potato chips." Y/N said.

"Can I have some?" Ray asked.

"Why wouldn't you be able to? Ray, you live here." I answered.

"I know, still, I was just asking." Ray went to the kitchen to go get a bowl.

"Anyways, I'm ready tired right now so, yeah, see ya!" I said.

Later at night.

I heard someone knock on my door... At twelve o'clock in the fucking night. "Bitch, who?"

"It's me, Y/N."

"What the fuck are you doing that your up this late at night? Were you binge watching MLP with Mikey again?"

I don't actually know if Mikey would watch that, but for the sake of this story, we'll say he does.

"No."

"Then why are you up so late?"

"I can't sleep."

"... Checks out." I opened the door. "Come on in, I can read you a bed time story... Or sing you a lullaby, I don't know."

"Ok?"

Y/N kinda just jumped into my bed... For the second time this week. I got in after them. "Ok, so, I'm just gonna sing you to sleep since, I don't know what else to do."

"Alright."

I cleared my throat. "They're gonna clean up your looks, with all the lies in the books, to make a citizen out of you. Because they sleep with a gun, and keep an eye on you, son, so they can watch all the things you do. Because the drugs never work, they're gonna give you a smirk, 'cause they got methods of keepin' you clean. They gonna rip up your heads, your aspirations to shreds. Another cog in the murder machine. They said all, teenagers scare the living shit out of me. They could care less as long as someone'll bleed. So darken your clothes, or strike a violent pose. Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me. The boys and girls in the clique. The awful names that they stick. You're never gonna fit in much, kid. But if you're troubled and hurt, what you got under your shirt. Will make them pay for the things that they did. They said all, teenagers scare the living shit out of me. They could care less as long as someone'll bleed. So darken your clothes, or strike a violent pose. Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me. Oh yeah. They said all, teenagers scare the living shit out of me. They could care less as long as someone'll bleed. So darken your clothes, or strike a violent pose. Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me. All together now, teenagers scare the living shit out of me. They could care less as long as someone'll bleed. So darken your clothes, or strike a violent pose. Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me. Teenagers scare the living shit out of me. They could care less as long as someone'll bleed. So darken your clothes, or strike a violent pose. Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me."

Yes, I really think that he would sing that to someone who needs to go to sleep, but not the original version, he'd sing it more softly if you know what I mean, like kind of a lullaby. I don't know, it's hard to explain, but basically, Teenagers, but make it lofi.

"Do you feel any more tired- Oh, they're asleep, ok. Well, I guess we're both sleeping in my bed for the night." I sighed. "Good night Y/N."

The end.

Note: I don't know if Frank would actually like lime flavored chips, but like Mikey, I'm just gonna say he does for the sake of the story. Also, despite Gerard and Mikey being siblings, I don't know if they would have sibling fights, but I can only assume that they did because, well they're siblings. So yeah, take some of the stuff in here with a grain of salt. Oh and this entire plot just happened because me and my friends at school were eating lunch, and my friend was eating lime flavored chips, she gave me one to try and bro, let me tell you, those chips are literally so good!