Knubbler's Revenge | By : fignuts Category: +M through R > Metalocalypse > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1717 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Schit!” Murderface shouted. “Gaddammit ya fuckin dick, how many times we ganna play this shit before yer happy??” Pickles yelled at the man sitting on the other side of the sound booth glass. “Maybe if Toki wasn’t playing all dildos we wouldn’ts have to keeps starting overs,” Skwisgaar sneered. “Shuts up, I ams not playing dildos, yous a dildo Skwisgaar,” Toki mumbled at Skwisgaar. Nathan just put his head in his hand and shook his head.
“Fucks yous Toki,” Skwisgaar said, feigning being insulted. “Botha ya shut up!” Pickles shouted and threw a drumstick at Skwisgaar’s head. Skwisgaar ducked and it hit Murderface in the forehead. “What the fuck Picklesh!” Murderface yelled and threw his bass off, charging at the drummer and knocking him over backwards.
The drums toppled on top of them both. Skwisgaar and Toki looked at each other, then back at Pickles and Murderface, then back at each other again, rolled their eyes and walked out of the recording booth. “Just fucking stop it, both of you, you both fucking sucked and you know it,” Nathan snapped. But Pickles and Murderface weren’t giving up that easily, and Nathan threw his hands up and walked out too.
Dick Knubbler just sat there and watched it all, silent, his eyes turning an angry red. This happened all the time, and he usually just let it pass, but for some reason it fucking bugged him that day. Knubbler had had enough of their bullshit and turned his microphone on and shouted at them. “Both of you! That’s enough!” Murderface looked up at the glass as he let go of Pickles’ dreads, and Pickles took his knee away from Murderface’s stomach.
Something in Knubbler’s voice was enough to stop them both dead in their tracks. They’d seen Knubbler when he was pissed off before, but there was something in his voice then that was dangerous. Murderface got up and dusted himself off, walking out of the booth before Knubbler could say anything else. That left Pickles alone in the studio with Knubbler. A very ticked off Knubbler.
Not only had the band fucked up their recording then, they had done it consistently throughout the day and Knubbler had just had enough of their bickering. Pickles looked out through the soundproof glass at Knubbler. What he saw actually scared him, although he would never admit it. Knubbler was standing there, as still as a stone, his eyed red, his body rigid, and his hands clenched into fists. Pickles thought he looked like he might explode.
Pickles swallowed hard and turned and walked out of the booth, but before he could get out of the room, he felt a tight grip on his arm and soon he was being swung into the wall. “Agh dood, what tha fuck,” Pickles said as Knubbler towered over him. Knubbler may be thin, but he was still strong, and had a height advantage over Pickles. The grip on his arm tightened.
“All I asked was that you all finish the recording by this evening so that we can wrap it up,” Knubbler ground out, “and all I got this entire fucking day was your drunk ass fighting with Murderface and Skwisgaar and Toki acting like children.” Pickles suddenly became aware of just how close Knubbler was standing and the heat radiating off of him. “Gahd dood, let me go, yer freakin me out,” Pickles said. Pickles tried to wriggle free of Knubbler’s grasp but found that Knubbler was stronger than he thought. Knubbler pinned Pickles to the wall with both hands now.
He wasn’t sure why he was so angry, but he just knew that he was and he needed to make a few things clear to the band. One, he wasn’t some dumb shit who they could fuck around with, two, he was the best damn producer around and they fucking knew it, and three, he could always report back to the Tribunal. Pickles had a mind to call out for help, as he knew that there was always a Klokateer around nearby, but as he opened his mouth to yell he suddenly found his mouth covered by Knubbler’s.
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