The more I post... the more I realize... Im going to have to think of an ending soon!
Title: Love On The Rocks
Author: myforgottenpain
Pairing: Vam
Rating: I'm going with PG-13 for crude humor, foul language, and alcohol references
Summary: Bam's new found friendship with Ville had made him question parts of his life he has long since repressed. Through an unexpected visit from the Finnish rock star, many bottles of beer, and a special tattoo; Bam must decide if he wants to embrace a side of himself that he has always longed to explore.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything connected to HIM, Ville Valo, or Bam Margera. Nor do I imply that in reality they are anything but friends. I, however, could not pass up a great idea for a fan fiction!
Authors Notes: I don't know if I'm actually covering any real life time lines/events correctly. I was just going with what I thought would be an interesting fan fic.
The next thing Ville knew, he was following April back to her home. There was a small part of him that was actually a little worried that the short fat man would be there still. Not that he feared being hurt. He just didn't want to start an unnecessary argument. Maybe Bam would be there by now? That thought made his stomach flutter with happiness.
He pulled in next to April and followed her quietly into the house. She opened the door and peeked in, "Hello?!" Ville followed her next into the kitchen. She indicated to a stool, "please, have a seat." Taking her jacket off, she called out for her family again. She started leaving the kitchen and almost ran into a rather tall, heavy set, gentleman. "Yes?" He asked, hugging April who returned it and looked at Ville.
"This is my husband, Bam's father..." She started, but Ville broke in, "Phil." Phil smiled and nodded, extending his hand to Ville, "Nice to meet you." Ville smiled more, this defiantly made more sense then the spastic man from before. "Its a pleasure to meet you." Ville replied, shaking the out sretched hand. April smiled, "this is..." She trailed off because she realized to her embarrassment that she didn't know his name. Ville noticed it and replied, "Ville." April nodded, "Ville."
Phil had a look of confused concentration on his face, "Ville... why does that sound so familiar?" He asked softly, April nodded, "I know... he looks familiar. Thats how I knew he was really one of Bam's friends." Ville chuckled and started to tell them who he was, but Phil waved him off this time. "No.. no... I'll remember. Ville isn't that common of a name here. I'll remember... I just need a minuet." Ville nodded and relaxed, rubbing his eyes.
April smiled, "What do you want to eat?" It wasn't a question so much as a request for him to tell her what he wanted to eat. In other words, he was eating whether he wanted too or not and her eyes confirmed this theory. He relented to a turkey sandwich and then relented all over again to all the fixings he could tolerate. She pulled out chips and asked him which one he wanted. Not if he wanted some, just which one. Ville was then asked what he wanted to drink. A beer sounded excellent, but he doubted Ape would allow that. So he received a cup of coffee.
Ape told him to enjoy his lunch and she would straighten up the guest room for him. There was something under the simple statement that said he wasn't allowed to move until the plate was empty. He ate slowly, finding now that he had food in front of him, he was actually hungry.
Phil sat down and joined him, "you're a skater?" Ville looked up, almost missing the question. Phil was leaning towards him, a spark in his eyes showing how intent he was on discovering Ville's identity alone. Ville chuckled and shook his head. "God no. I would break my fuck-" He paused and Phil laughed softly, waving at him to let him know he had heard worse. Ville cleared his throat and continued, "I would end up in the hospital." Phil chuckled some more, "thats the point... I think anyways. You fall down, injury yourself, and get back up to try again." Ville nodded, "I understand, but I will leave it up to Bam and the others. Its fun to watch him, but I prefer to keep my feet on the ground." Phil nodded and went back to trying to figure out who Ville was.
April found, to her disappointment, that the guest room was not fit for man nor beast. She noticed some possessions that defiantly belonged to Bam and started to gather them up to take them too his room. Bam's room was almost as bad as the guest room, which didn't please her as much as it didn't surprise her. What she was surprised about, as she started to gather dirty clothes that ranged from slightly dirty to disgusting stanky messes, was that it wasn't worse then this. It was here she paused and looked at Bam's wall.
There was a bright pink poster alone to dominate the whole white space. She gazed at the face of the singer on it. Something... familiar. She brushed it off as she took the laundry downstairs and started a new load. Finding that there was an old one waiting to be put in the dryer. She mumbled angrily at herself since she had asked Bam to take care of it. Why did she bother? It was only his stuff after all, was it so much to ask him to help in cleaning it? She then remembered what happened the last time Bam had helped with anything involving the laundry and how the ensuing mess had resulted in him being banned from this area of the house.
She chuckled a little since it was all so Bam like. "He should just stick to making music videos for Finnish...." Her conversation with herself ended when her comment sparked something. "Finnish?" She stared wide eyed at the wall and then ran from the laundry room and back to the kitchen. "Ville!" She called, standing in front of him with an excited look on her face. Now that was defiantly a Bam look.
"I haven't moved.... look I'm eating." Ville indicated to the plate and April shook her head. "No no... your Ville... Not just any Ville. Thee Ville Valo!" Ville chuckled and nodded. Phil looked at them both like they were crazy. Ape clapped happily and hugged Ville and then her husband. "Its Ville... the lead singer of that band Bam has been raving about! The one from Finland... he produced a video for them!" A light clicked on in Phil's head and he grinned, "HIM?! Right... thats the name of your band?" Ville was grinning more, nodding to the question. His cheeks were slightly pink, honored that Bam thought so highly of him. "Thats why you looked so familiar... your face is everywhere!" April added, tapping her fingers against the edge of the counter. "And he is always talking about you." Phil added, causing Ville to look down. "Bam is a great guy. I wanted to surprise him with my secret trip here." April grinned, "Oh he is going to be so happy! We have to get a hold of him!"
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Author: myforgottenpain
Pairing: Vam
Rating: I'm going with PG-13 for crude humor, foul language, and alcohol references
Summary: Bam's new found friendship with Ville had made him question parts of his life he has long since repressed. Through an unexpected visit from the Finnish rock star, many bottles of beer, and a special tattoo; Bam must decide if he wants to embrace a side of himself that he has always longed to explore.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything connected to HIM, Ville Valo, or Bam Margera. Nor do I imply that in reality they are anything but friends. I, however, could not pass up a great idea for a fan fiction!
Authors Notes: I don't know if I'm actually covering any real life time lines/events correctly. I was just going with what I thought would be an interesting fan fic.
The next thing Ville knew, he was following April back to her home. There was a small part of him that was actually a little worried that the short fat man would be there still. Not that he feared being hurt. He just didn't want to start an unnecessary argument. Maybe Bam would be there by now? That thought made his stomach flutter with happiness.
He pulled in next to April and followed her quietly into the house. She opened the door and peeked in, "Hello?!" Ville followed her next into the kitchen. She indicated to a stool, "please, have a seat." Taking her jacket off, she called out for her family again. She started leaving the kitchen and almost ran into a rather tall, heavy set, gentleman. "Yes?" He asked, hugging April who returned it and looked at Ville.
"This is my husband, Bam's father..." She started, but Ville broke in, "Phil." Phil smiled and nodded, extending his hand to Ville, "Nice to meet you." Ville smiled more, this defiantly made more sense then the spastic man from before. "Its a pleasure to meet you." Ville replied, shaking the out sretched hand. April smiled, "this is..." She trailed off because she realized to her embarrassment that she didn't know his name. Ville noticed it and replied, "Ville." April nodded, "Ville."
Phil had a look of confused concentration on his face, "Ville... why does that sound so familiar?" He asked softly, April nodded, "I know... he looks familiar. Thats how I knew he was really one of Bam's friends." Ville chuckled and started to tell them who he was, but Phil waved him off this time. "No.. no... I'll remember. Ville isn't that common of a name here. I'll remember... I just need a minuet." Ville nodded and relaxed, rubbing his eyes.
April smiled, "What do you want to eat?" It wasn't a question so much as a request for him to tell her what he wanted to eat. In other words, he was eating whether he wanted too or not and her eyes confirmed this theory. He relented to a turkey sandwich and then relented all over again to all the fixings he could tolerate. She pulled out chips and asked him which one he wanted. Not if he wanted some, just which one. Ville was then asked what he wanted to drink. A beer sounded excellent, but he doubted Ape would allow that. So he received a cup of coffee.
Ape told him to enjoy his lunch and she would straighten up the guest room for him. There was something under the simple statement that said he wasn't allowed to move until the plate was empty. He ate slowly, finding now that he had food in front of him, he was actually hungry.
Phil sat down and joined him, "you're a skater?" Ville looked up, almost missing the question. Phil was leaning towards him, a spark in his eyes showing how intent he was on discovering Ville's identity alone. Ville chuckled and shook his head. "God no. I would break my fuck-" He paused and Phil laughed softly, waving at him to let him know he had heard worse. Ville cleared his throat and continued, "I would end up in the hospital." Phil chuckled some more, "thats the point... I think anyways. You fall down, injury yourself, and get back up to try again." Ville nodded, "I understand, but I will leave it up to Bam and the others. Its fun to watch him, but I prefer to keep my feet on the ground." Phil nodded and went back to trying to figure out who Ville was.
April found, to her disappointment, that the guest room was not fit for man nor beast. She noticed some possessions that defiantly belonged to Bam and started to gather them up to take them too his room. Bam's room was almost as bad as the guest room, which didn't please her as much as it didn't surprise her. What she was surprised about, as she started to gather dirty clothes that ranged from slightly dirty to disgusting stanky messes, was that it wasn't worse then this. It was here she paused and looked at Bam's wall.
There was a bright pink poster alone to dominate the whole white space. She gazed at the face of the singer on it. Something... familiar. She brushed it off as she took the laundry downstairs and started a new load. Finding that there was an old one waiting to be put in the dryer. She mumbled angrily at herself since she had asked Bam to take care of it. Why did she bother? It was only his stuff after all, was it so much to ask him to help in cleaning it? She then remembered what happened the last time Bam had helped with anything involving the laundry and how the ensuing mess had resulted in him being banned from this area of the house.
She chuckled a little since it was all so Bam like. "He should just stick to making music videos for Finnish...." Her conversation with herself ended when her comment sparked something. "Finnish?" She stared wide eyed at the wall and then ran from the laundry room and back to the kitchen. "Ville!" She called, standing in front of him with an excited look on her face. Now that was defiantly a Bam look.
"I haven't moved.... look I'm eating." Ville indicated to the plate and April shook her head. "No no... your Ville... Not just any Ville. Thee Ville Valo!" Ville chuckled and nodded. Phil looked at them both like they were crazy. Ape clapped happily and hugged Ville and then her husband. "Its Ville... the lead singer of that band Bam has been raving about! The one from Finland... he produced a video for them!" A light clicked on in Phil's head and he grinned, "HIM?! Right... thats the name of your band?" Ville was grinning more, nodding to the question. His cheeks were slightly pink, honored that Bam thought so highly of him. "Thats why you looked so familiar... your face is everywhere!" April added, tapping her fingers against the edge of the counter. "And he is always talking about you." Phil added, causing Ville to look down. "Bam is a great guy. I wanted to surprise him with my secret trip here." April grinned, "Oh he is going to be so happy! We have to get a hold of him!"
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