Here’s a little story I wrote, featuring the characters from my Our Lady of Righteous Rage series. Enjoy!
When Amy approached the front doors of the studio/retail store she and her friends shard, she could see the store itself was unusually busy. She figured it would probably be a better idea to use the back door, so she walked to the side of the building, to the rear entrance. As she walked down the hall to the recording studio, she could hear her band mates talking and laughing. She turned the corner and entered the studio, and found Nick and Rob standing around a folding table. Erin was just a few feet away, gesturing for her to come inside. “What’s up?” Amy asked.
“A fan brought us some brownies,” Erin said. She nodded towards the folding table, where a plate full of fudge brownies was sitting. “They’re pretty good.”
“Oh,” Amy said. “Well, that was nice of them.” She walked over to the table and helped herself to a brownie. As she bit into it, she could taste the fudge. They were slightly under-baked, which made them even better. “Wow,” she said. “They are good.”
“We should probably save some for Aidan,” Nick said, chewing on the last piece of the brownie he was eating. “But he had better hurry up and get here.”
Amy finished her brownie, and before she knew it, she was eating another one. “They’re really good,” she said. “I mean, this is borderline ridiculous.”
Aidan suddenly appeared at the door. He looked around, saw the plate of brownies, and immediately walked up to the table. “Who brought the baked goods?” he asked, grabbing a brownie.
“A fan,” Rob said. “They taste like homemade fudge.”
Aidan nodded in agreement.
Amy took another brownie. “I can’t believe I’m on my third one,” she said.
“Yeah,” Aidan said. “And it was nice of them to add weed to them.”
Nick, Rob, Erin and Amy all stared at him blankly. “What?” Amy said.
Aidan looked around at them. “Weed,” he said. “I mean, I can taste it. Can’t you?”
Amy looked at the last piece of brownie in her hand. Nick and Rob looked at one another. Erin started giggling.
“Wow,” Aidan said. “You really didn’t know?”
“No!” Amy shouted. “Are you sure?”
“Yep,” Aidan said. He sniffed the brownie in his hand, then ate the rest of it. “There’s definitely weed in these brownies. But they’re still good.”
“Oh my God,” Amy said, setting the uneaten piece of her brownie on the plate. “Oh my God! I just ate weed! Are you kidding me?!”
“I don’t even feel anything,” Rob said.
Aidan nodded. “Wait.”
“I can’t believe this!” Amy said. “I can’t get high!”
“You had three of those things,” Aidan said. “You’re gonna be high. But it’s okay. I’ve been high plenty of times. You’ll be okay.”
“No!” Amy said. “It’s not okay! I just did drugs, for Christ’s sake!”
Aidan cocked an eyebrow at her. “Hey, every time you take an aspirin for a headache, you’re doing drugs. When you take cold medicine, you’re doing drugs. This really isn’t any different.”
Amy placed her hand over her forehead. “This is too crazy,” she said.
Adian walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders. “You’re going to be okay,” he said. “I’m gonna walk you through this. The high will wear off, and you’ll be fine. Until then, grab a pad and pencil.”
Amy shook her head. “What for?”
“Songwriting,” Aidan said. “Because I have a feeling you’re gonna come up with some clever shit while you’re stoned out of your mind.”
Rob snickered. Nick shook his head and said, “Dude.”
Aidan shrugged. “What?” he said. “Oh! Do you know what we should do? We should go to my place and watch The Matrix. That movie is awesome when you’re stoned.”
“You would know,” Erin said, quietly.
“I need to go lay down,” Amy said. She started to walk towards the door.
“Hey, Amy?” Aidan said.
Amy paused. “What?”
Aidan smiled at her. “There is no spoon.”
“Shut up!” Amy shouted. Then she stormed out of the room.