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Que Sera Que Sera
DIR By: Maggie Flannery
Date: April 29, 2012, 7:49 pm
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Still tweaking a few things over here don't worry. The first bit
will be up either later tonight or early tomorrow. (I've got
some time off, so that just may lead to more writing, haha.)
Here's a banner to entice you ;D
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Re: Que Sera Que Sera
DIR By: Wolfy
Date: April 30, 2012, 7:11 am
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Omg I love that photo of him! isn't it the interview in which he
has his shades on for a few minutes before taking them off for
us to see those lovely eyes? :D hehe. I think I'm falling again
:/
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Re: Que Sera Que Sera
DIR By: Maggie Flannery
Date: April 30, 2012, 9:54 am
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I do believe you're right! I wanted a clear shot of those eyes
but do you think I could get it? Nope, So I went for that one.
Oh dear, well, feel free to fall you can switch back and forth
it's a free fiction realm! If it makes you feel any better I can
put cushions down for you just in case. I feel hard and fast Axl
this time around and that landing kinda hurt, haha.
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Re: Que Sera Que Sera
DIR By: Maggie Flannery
Date: April 30, 2012, 12:36 pm
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Here's the first part, I do hope you enjoy it! I'm having quite
a good time creating it haha. ;D
Author's Note : *Disclaimer* - Please know that this is a work
of pure fiction. I'm but a humble writer and I don't make a cent
from these works, I just write them for my own and the enjoyment
of others. I do not mean in anyway to infringe upon the famous
individuals/characters that are mentioned within the work. I
only own the original characters unless otherwise stated. If you
would like to post my work please contact me and I will gladly
grant permission as long as my name is mentioned and the
disclaimer (above) is posted along with the piece. I don't bite,
I promise. :-)
August 1986
"What do you mean we're being evicted?!"
I stammered at the building manager while trying to hang on to
the grocery bags I was carrying. I'd just finished a double
shift at the diner down town and getting a call from Axl saying
that we were completely cleaned out on food just made my day.
Now, I had to stand here and listen to the building manager tell
me that we were being evicted at the end of the month.
The building manager, a squat greasy looking man looked me over
before he took a puff off of his ever present cigar.
"Look, I don't know how things worked for you and that bunch of
freaks you live with back in Indiana but things change here in
Los Angeles pretty damn quick.
It's not just you guys, everyone in the building is getting the
boot.
This place is being turned into some sort of high rise.
I can give you a few phone numbers for places but that's it.
You're not getting your deposit back.
I know a guy who'd give a girl like you some work at the Crazy
Horse, you dance at all? Some men like that wholesome farmer's
daughter thing you've got going on."
I glowered at him and turned on me heel without so much as a
word and walked toward what used to be my home.
"Stupid pig headed idiot." I muttered as I wrestled with the
front door to the apartment finally ending up having to ram it
with my shoulder to get it to open.
I looked around the apartment to find it all but deserted, not a
thing was out of place.
They must have cleaned before they left. I thought to myself as
I went over into the kitchen and started putting things away. I
noticed that there was a note taped to the fridge.
Don't look in the hall closet. Love, Axl, Izzy, Slash, Duff, and
Steven. I noticed Steven's name was spelled wrong and bit back a
laugh. I made my way into the back bedroom and changed out of
my uniform and threw it into the already over flowing hamper
with a sigh.
I ended up digging through the dresser and settling on a worn
pair of jeans and a tank top. I went down to the hall closet to
grab a towel for the shower I intended to take and was all but
knocked off my feet by a what seemed like a wave of beer cans,
old newspapers, cigarette butts, and dirty socks. I let out a
scream as it came crashing down around me.
"DAMN IT!" Was all I could manage before I untangled myself from
the mess and went into the kitchen to grab a few garbage bags to
get the mess sorted out.
Two hours and many trips to the dumpster later the mess was
cleaned up and I was squeaky clean from the shower and curled up
on the couch going over bills. I heard the front door unlock, a
thud, and then the guys tumble into the apartment like a rag tag
pack of wild dogs. With my best friend/ boyfriend Bill, or
should I say Axl acting as alpha of the group.
"Hey, you're home for once!" Axl exclaimed as he came over and
flopped down on the couch next to me and kissed the top of my
head. People might think he's got a hair trigger temper but with
me he never lost, he knew I'd give it back to him if he ever
did.
"Yeah, I worked four doubles this week so I've got a week off."
"Four doubles? Shelley, you're either crazy or love the work you
do. I hate to ask you this but do you think you could hem my
stage pants tonight? We've got a gig over at The Rainbow
tomorrow night."
I finished going over the last bill and I nodded "Just leave
them here and they'll be done in the morning. I've got some news
though."
Worry flickered into Axl's brillent green eyes and his willowy
body tensed.
"Hey, guys get in here. Shelley's got news for us." he said as
he moved closer to me on the couch.
All eyes were on me and I sighed. "We're being evicted by the
end of the month. The entire building is, so we've got to get
ourselves together and scout out new apartments. I've gone over
our expenses and things are going to be a little tight but I
think we can do this. Now, that being said I've got a surprise
for you."
I reached into my purse and grabbed the envelope I had tucked in
earlier this afternoon and set it on the worn out coffee table
that came with the apartment.
"A little birdy told me that you guys were looking to make a
record. The studio's been booked, here's to cover the viynl,
just find someone to design the sleeve."
Duff took the envelope and said "This could cover three albums,
Shell. How did you get this?"
I looked away for a second grabbing in a reflex action at the
locket that was no longer around my neck and praying that the
guys didn't go anywhere near The Body Shop tomorrow night.
"Don't worry about it, just make that record and shop it around
to every DJ and record label office you know. You guys are
getting a signed deal to a label if it kills me."
These guys might have been tough, they might have been from the
wrong side of the tracks, and they might have come from troubled
homes but they were my guys and they were going to make that
record even if I had to work two jobs to make it possible. These
guys had the makings of something huge and they were going to
make it.
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Re: Que Sera Que Sera
DIR By: Wolfy
Date: April 30, 2012, 6:47 pm
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I love that she's living with all the guys together :D that
would be one hell of a life to live! haha. I can imagine things
would get pretty hectic too having all five of them around you.
I can't wait for the next part! I hope it arrives soon :D I'm
all excited xD
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Re: Que Sera Que Sera
DIR By: Maggie Flannery
Date: May 1, 2012, 12:57 am
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Aww why thank you! I'm so glad you like it! Poor Shelley's life
is going to get a little more hectic after the next part. I'm
trying to tie in a lighter more family like side to band as well
so we'll see what happens, haha. Enjoy! ;D
That night seemed to trudge on as the guys went through the
phonebook looking for people that could illustrate the sleeve of
their soon to be created album. Izzy, Duff, Slash, and Steven
went out to do only lord knows what leaving Axl and I alone in
the living room in utter silence. Me sewing stage clothes and
asking him to try things on and him writing lyrics asking for
imput or how to spell something. From the outside looking in we
were a normal young couple and that's how we liked to keep
things given our odd work hours and weekends. Axl stopped
writing and looked at me, his face serious and eye questioning.
"This is going to bug me and I'm sorry to put you on the spot
but I've got to know. You have no idea what's been going through
my head all night, Shell. How did you get that money?"
I was just about to answer when the guys burst through the front
door going on and on about some club they just went to it awas
flurry of sound again but I could make out only snippets.
"Did you hear about tomorrow night?" "Yeah, I got one of her
cards. She goes on after our gig at the Rainbow. Maybe we can
catch her."
My stomach rolled and the color drained from my face as I asked
to see the cards they were talking about.
"I don't think that this something you'd be into, Shel." Steven
said as he held the card over my head.
"Give me the card, Adler or I swear to God I'll starch your
shorts again! Remember last time?"
The card fluttered into my reach and I almost fainted when I saw
it.
"Why'd you give the card to her dude?" Duff asked a shaking
Steven.
"Dude, I was chaffed for two weeks and I could barely get
comfortable when I went to play the drums. She's hell with that
spray starch I didn't want to piss her off."
There emblazoned on a Body Shop calling card was a shot of me up
on the stage in next to nothing and a false grin plastered on my
face covered in baby oil and glitter.
"Can you guys clear the room? I need to make a phone call..."
My mind was spinning and I felt like I was about to black out
and the guys just stood there utterly confused and worried.
Having to live with one man is tough, having to live with five
can be hell at times and right now it was like I was in a skit
from Dante's Inferno.
"Will you all clear out?! Just go somewhere and do something for
the love of God!" I shrieked as I grabbed the phone and
proceeded to dial the number on the back of the card.
A stony silence settled between the six of us as the line rang
on.
"Hey, is it me or does this chick look like Shelley?" Slash said
as he moved his bangs out of the way and glanced down at his own
copy of the calling card. Axl shoved Steven and Duff out of the
way and took the card from Slash.
"Is that how you got the money? Oh my god!"
I blushed a violent shade of crimson and nodded. The line
picked up and I was left to explain that I wouldn't be able to
make my show tomorrow night. I was let off the hook due to my
punctuality and the money I brought into the club.
After hanging up the phone I looked at the guys, Duff shells
hocked, Steven staring at the carpet, Slash still with eyes wide
as dinner plates and holding his bangs with a cigarette dangling
from his lip, Izzy just shaking his head with a smirk, and Axl
who was still letting things sink in.
"The only reason I did it was for the money so if anyone has any
preconieved notions about why I did it there, you know now.
You don't think I know how much making a record costs or how
much stage clothes cost or new strings, or amps, or drum skins
well I do because I keep the books.
I've been here for you since day one. I'm a cook, a maid, a
chauffer, a seamstress, a mother figure, and a girlfriend and I
thought that maybe you could use the extra cash to get this
dream off the ground. You lot are going to make something of
yourselves if it kills me. I didn't pack up everything I own and
drive over two thousand miles in a junk heap to see you crash
and burn."
I turned to Axl who stood there mouth open and his eye twitching
from the shock of it all.
"You know I wouldn't have done it if I didn't love you. If it
makes you feel any better I'll have you know I was thinking of
you the entire time I was up on the stage."
This put a small grin on Axl's face and the only question was
asked came from Steven.
"So, just out of curiosity, what song did you dance to?"
Five sets of eyes beamed in on Steven causing him to back up a
little and said "Hey, I was wondering...oh c'mon guys!"
Without another word Steven was shoved into the now clean hall
closet for the night still protesting his question.
"Can I at least have a blanket and a pillow? Please?" came a
muffled question from the closet as the rest of us settled in to
watch a late night movie on the tv.
"Is there anyway I could maybe get a private dance sometime?"
came a purr in my ear from the right side of the couch.
I looked over at Axl smiled coyly and said "Maybe, if you're
good." and kissed his cheek as the guy wrestled over the bag of
chips that was comandeered from the kitchen.
"Hey! Are those chips?! Lemme out you guys! It's dark in here
and I think there's a mouse some place in here." Steven yelped
as he thudded around in the tiny closet.
I rolled my eyes and got up from the couch and let Steven out
and watched as he toppled out and onto the threadbare carpet at
my feet.
"Now, could you please kindly go sit down with the boys and
watch the rest of the movie?"
Steven got up and flopped down onto the floor between Slash,
Duff, and Izzy.
I settled back in next to Axl and sighed "There are days I feel
more like their mother then anything else."
Axl looked over at me with a small smirk and a flicker of
merriment twinkled in his eyes
"What? Are you kidding? If our kids were ever like that you'd
know just how to handle them."
A sound slap was heard and a scuffle broke out between four in
the floor as they wrestled and fought between themselves. Before
my very eyes the bowl of chips that inoccently perched on the
coffee table went flying spilling all over the floor and getting
ground into the carpet.
"Alright! Knock it off! Go to bed, All of you! No questions!"
was all I had to say to break the squabble up between them and
like scolded children they listened and trudged off into their
room.
"I get the top bunk tonight!" Someone remarked and another hissy
fit ensued causing me to get up and go in and flick the light to
settle them.
I came back out and sat back down with yet another sigh.
"What did I miss? Anything good?" Axl bit back and laugh and
shook his head. "Just the part where that girl checks in and
Norman Bates is giving her that creepy stare.."
The movie progressed and then the door to guys' bedroom slowly
creaked open and Steven came out.
"Go to bed, Steven." Axl and I said in unison not taking our
eyes from the television.
"But I just wanted a glass of water..." was Steven's protest.
"Good night, Steven." We said again not taking our eyes off of
the infamous shower scene in which Janet Leigh's character gets
stabbed in the shower.
"But...you guys...Screw it!" He went back into the bedroom and
slammed the door.
"Language, Steven!" we said and then exchanged looks never in
our lives had we felt middle aged before.
"I'm thinking a small get away is in order." I remarked as we
changed the channel and Axl nodded.
"The only problem is getting someone to watch them."
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Re: Que Sera Que Sera
DIR By: Wolfy
Date: May 1, 2012, 8:17 am
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I'm so horribly jealous of your writing skills dear! this part
was hilarious and I still can't stop laughing at how childish
the boys are haha. It's adorable how Shell and Axl act as though
they are mum and dad to the little brats haha. Can't wait for
the next part! :D
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Re: Que Sera Que Sera
DIR By: Maggie Flannery
Date: May 1, 2012, 8:40 am
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Aww thank you my dear! I'm so glad you enjoyed it :D I believe
poor Axl and Shell have their work cut out for them in the next
bit. The old saying popped into my head "While the cat's away
the mice will play." Please feel free to use any of this as you
see fit, you have my full permission :)
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Re: Que Sera Que Sera
DIR By: Wolfy
Date: May 1, 2012, 8:46 am
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I love being so drawn in to stories :] and it only happens when
the writer knows exactly what they're doing. I tend to get lost
sometimes and go off in a whole other direction whilst writing
and getting involved with my characters, but you're able to keep
yours sane and making sense! haha. I hope the next part arrives
soon :D
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Re: Que Sera Que Sera
DIR By: Maggie Flannery
Date: May 1, 2012, 10:03 am
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Aww! Thank you dear! You've made my day! Please enjoy! I've
played with the dates a bit when things were released and such,
hope you don't mind.
December '86
Axl and I never did get that get away we planned, our eviction
was put on hold for four months due to money problems with the
high rise's loan company. Our time together was spent house or
apartment hunting and our luck turned for the better. A friend
of a friend had a place that was right outside the LA city
limits and right in our price range. Complete with yard,
basement, attic, and five bedrooms. The band got their record
recorded and we were still pushing it to every local DJ we could
think of. The end result was a contract with Geffen records and
an official record release, not something that was pressed in
some tiny heart breaking studio just off the Sunset strip.
Things were still quiet but most certainly looking up for once.
"How much further is this place?" came a whine from the backseat
of my beat up Nova.
I gripped the wheel that much tighter in frustration for that
over used phrase.
"Slash, I can arrange for you to go in the back of the U-Haul
truck again. You don't want that, do you?"
Slash gave a little sigh and leaned against the back seat and
blew his bangs out of his eyes and slowly nodded off to sleep.
We rounded a corner and I noticed the back of the U-Haul truck
came open and Steven was in the back bouncing on a mattress and
waving to us without a care in the world a huge grin plastered
on his face.
"I hope Axl knows he's back there..." Izzy sighed from the
passenger seat while he tried to fold the map.
"Was is under over or over under, Shell? Oh! Look! The world's
largest bow tie!"
I chuckled and tried to keep an eye on an ever bouncing and
waving Steven. I waved back.
"He probably shoved him back there at the last rest stop.
Steven's renditions of One Hundred Bottles of Beer on the Wall
can get on anyone's nerves."
Our joking mood was cut short as the U-Haul truck went over a
pot hole and we watched Steven bounce out of the back of the
truck and grab ahold of the cloth tie that was hanging from the
sliding door of the truck that had come undone. The only thing
we heard from Steven was a solid yodel of a yell
"Woohooo!!! Look at me you guys!"
Axl must have noticed Steven swinging from the side mirror of
the truck because we heard the squeal of brakes and noticed
Steven get thrown back into the truck.
"That man's not human! No one could have survived that." Duff
said as he drew a magic marker mustache on a now sleeping Slash.
I bit back a laugh as I noticed what was going on in the
backseat.
"He's going to kill you when he wakes up, Duff."
Duff shrugged it off as he finished off Slash's new look with a
gotee.
We turned into a rather large gravel courtyard and came to a
full stop.
"Oh my good..." was all I could manage as I looked up at the
house that was set back among a small grove of trees.
Izzy and Duff were as shocked, Slash was still dead to the
world.
"Dude wake up! We're home!" Duff exclaimed as he smacked a
slumbering Slash into the land of the living.
"Wha...Jeesh that's a whole lotta house for us." A sniff was
heard from Slash and then a bout of coughing. "Who the hell was
playing with markers? It's like right on me...oh man! Duff!"
Izzy and Duff barrled out of the car with Slash close on their
heels.
"You should see your forhead, man!" Duff cackled as he ran for
the safety of the U-Haul with Steven.
As Slash's bangs blew back I could tell Duff had written a "I so
stoopid" type of doodle across the expanse of Slash's forehead.
"Hey, if you wear your top hat you'll look like a cartoon
villan, Slash!" Steven crowed from the back of the truck behind
a few boxes.
Duff looked at Steven as they cowered behind the couch "Oh shut
up, Steven! Wait...yeah he would! There's your image, Slash!"
Axl and I exchanged the look we knew so well.
"Do you think they're ever going to grow up?" I muttered as I
handed a box from the trunk of my car to Axl.
Axl thought for a second opened his mouth, closed it and thought
so more.
Slash caught up with Duff and tackled him off the truck and onto
the ground into a nearby puddle.
"You jerk! It's a sharpie! Do you know how hard it is to get
sharpie off?!"
Slash growled while Duff merely laughed it off as they rolled
around in the mud.
Steven saw the fun to be had and did a swan dive off the truck
and screamed "Dog pile!"
Izzy was off in his own little world picking flowers and
examining the property when he walked straight into the chaos
which had progressed into a mud slinging fight.
As a splatter of mud hit him in the face he yelped and grabbed
at his face and zig zagged over to the car yelling "Hey! That
one had a rock! I'm bleeding! I'm telling!" his run was cut
short by Duff's wild dive for his feet.
Axl looked at me eyebrows raised "Nope. They're doomed to be
five forever."
We looked over at Steven who was slinging mud at the front
bumper of my car.
"Ok, with the expection of Steven who may be three for the rest
of his life."
I threw my hands up and and said a silent prayer.
"Alright! Gunners assemble! Showers are in order and then we're
unpacking! March!"
Four hours later most of the boxes were unpacked, we liked to
think of ourselves as light travelers, rooms were chosen, and we
were attempting to settle in.
Someone had set up the stereo and tuned it to the local station
and just left it on while I was unpacking the last few boxes for
the living room. The usual commercials and advertisments were
heard and then the DJ Kip Flip or whatever the hell his name was
announced the day's most requested single that was spreading
like wild fire.
"Here's one from a hot new band right off the Strip and just
signed this year. It's called Welcome to the Jungle by Guns N'
Roses."
I let out a scream that caught the guys' collective attention as
they came running into the living room.
"You're. On. The. Radio!" was all I could manage before I
grabbed each of guys and pulled them into a bear hug. I all but
grabbed poor Axl by the hair and pulled him in for a kiss that
took his breath away.
"She does know he needs air, right?" Steven remarked as Duff
covered his eyes and said "Will you two get a room already?
You're scarring Steven's feeble little mind."
Slash smacked Duff "Shut up, man. It's sweet.."
Izzy rolled his eyes "You should have seen those two in school,
they were always like that. This one they got caught in the gym
in the storage closet...oww! My other eye!"
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