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Lyrics. Chapter II Lyrics


Title: Lyrics
Claim: McFly Guys ... dah.
Category: Comedy !
Summary: Tom lost his inspiration and can not write more! Danny, Dougie and Harry must find a way to make him write again.
Other: [Chapter one here ]

Chapter Two:

had been three days since Danny tried to retrain Tom, and so far presented no change. Were increasingly concerned, not to write beyond the blond seemed engrossed in their own world.

Harry and Doug enjoyed a typical American breakfast, despite being in London, both with disheveled hair, wearing pajamas, humming songs without paying much attention to the other. Danny had left early that morning, after spending almost the other day in a corner surrounded by an aura depressed by the failure of their plan, saying that by nightfall, would have solved the problem.

- I think my bacon is alive. - Doug suddenly commented in a monotone, without waiting for response from the drummer.

ate in silence remained on their plates. Tom appeared at the door, a cold sweat when he felt a pair of eyes in its head. He turned to see who were still staring, staring.

- Mo ... morning? - No child received more than groans from Dougie, unlike Harry, who smiled mournfully, half apologizing for the behavior of Doug, half desperate to lock Tom artistic - and ask him to look to sit down with them.

- Slept well? – Preguntó el baterista haciendo espacio al guitarrista.

 - Yeah, in fact … I have that dream again. You know, Darth Vader was looking for his Star Girl, but then he appears in Wonderland, in a Room on the third floor of a building in L.A. … at the same time–

 - Oh, the usual.

 - Yeah….-

 - Where’s Danny? –

 - Digressing… who knows where.…-

- Oh. – 

Dougie miraba a both random and did not understand how could they be so calm, as usual, when his life was in danger! Sure ... they did not know what it was face the wrath of the record ... and he, as a good friend, I could not let that happen to their poor and naive minds! He must save them!

- BAH! Both of you! Stay here! I'm gonna save you !...- saying that disappeared behind the door.

- Save us from what? - Asked Tom.

- Just ignore him. - The blond nodded without giving much importance, while giving a sip of steaming coffee.

- Dang it. "Again I had forgotten throw sugar.

- See ... - Harry began - About your mental Blockade ... -

Tom listened intently.

(...)

In a place far, Dougie was hanging around shops. His hair well covered with the hood of polerón, and their eyes hidden behind sunglasses intrusive for each case of all stores. Something there Tom had to inspire, find what was missing in his life! And I would write! And no blood would run. Also could look calmly, then with his hair and eyes covered ... was invisible!

- OH MY FREAKING GOD! DOUGIE POYNTER IS! -

Or maybe not.

(...) Danny

tired. Took hours walking in circles in the same pet shop. I was sure that a good creature long and sad eyes, bright and bright light the bulb in the mind of the frustrated songwriter. I had been looking since morning, but no two eyes of any little puppy, kitten or rabbit had been devastating enough for him.

good thing was that he borrowed a Dougie poleróny glasses, then it was unrecognizable.

kept walking, until they came to "Luv Pets For Ever." Then, he was mesmerized by the pale blue eyes of a kitten. He smiled broadly, even his freckles were happy! Pussycat Eyes said 'Take me, take me! "And who was he to say no?

approached a salesperson is to ask the price.

- excuses ... -

- OH MY FREAKING GOD! DANNY JONES IS! -

(...)

- WHERE ARE YOU! YOU, LIAR! - An angry, tired, exhausted, red, sweaty, Danny Jones came home shattered shared with serious physical demonstration ... have been hunted. A few bruises, totally disheveled hair, bad clothes on, and without a shoe. Oh ... and loved these shoes ... -

- Where is who? - Asked Tom quietly from a how individual red sofa. Looking at Danny, knew the answer. - Oh, Dougie. He is in His bedroom, Be Careful, I CAN barely sit ...

Danny nodded and went into a rage in a bad mood to the room's bass player, who was in his bed, lying, sobbing as she loved her fans but the love but if not try to throw down when walking in peace, "nor did run miles, or would you like to start hair, or bite. Tom

Danny heard as the door closed tightly, obviously with the intention of having a 'serious talks' with his friend.

- I THOUGHT YOUR CLOTHES WERE GONNA KEEP ME SAFE! -

- Heh? What are you talking about ....? You Took My clothes? Eh! WAIT! I'M HURT! TOM, SAVE MEEE!

Fletcher rolled his eyes and stood up lazily. He went Doug's room, and when she opened the door, saw the child covered under the sheets, and Danny with a bass in hand threatening to hit him. Tom blink a few times, refusing to accept that Jones was so violent. He calmed down when the latter gave him a look of 'just-do-this-to-laugh-a-few-years-of-it', so he left the habitació n calmly.

be back down on the couch, now willing to take a nap, when he saw Harry wearing a backpack and with typical lens toward the door.

- Where are you going? -

- Gonna Finish What Could Those losers do. -

friendly

half evil half smiled, and walked through the door.