A monster in LA Part 4

Chapter 4

“Errr…Vince I don’t think that’s a good idea…”
“Why not Sixx?!”
“He is a giant half human half bat what is eye-catching enough, BUT a long black coat, a scarf and a Hat will not make it better.”
“That’s not only a hat, that’s a chapeau.”
“Vince, a french name didn’t change the fact that this outfit is more eye catching than everything else.”
“Then make a better idea!!”
Mick massaged his temporal because of a coming headache, while Tiky stared into a mirror with a look in his face like he was about to puke.
Sure the choosen outfit could hide everything strange on him but with the effect that he was looking so much more strange than before.
“Vince, for the beginning, why don’t we give Tiky a pair of Pants?” Tommy asked and Nikki agreed.
Mick looked up. Strange to hear such an advice from Tommy, because the drummer prefered to run around in really small or tight panties which looked more like women underwear in leather.
Vince pulled a face, put the chapeau and coat away from Tiky again and looked in his wardrobe for a hair of jeans.
“Here, this one he can have, I don’t need it anymore.”
Mick took the old washed out jeans and helped Tiky to put it on.
“God that’s so weird to dress up a man…” he mumbled but smiled as Tiky purred happy about the help and licked Micks cheek.
“Seems he really like you.” Nikki laughed and Mick blushed dark red.
“Yeah…seems so…”
“What shall we do with his wings?” Tommy asked, while Vince found old bracelets.
“I have an idea…” He mumbled and carefully wrapped the wings around Tikys arms.
“Is that Hurting you?” he asked. Tiky shook his head and Vince put the bracelets around his wrists so the wings hold in that position.
“Now he is wearing Stockings.” The singer laughed while Mick gave Tiky one of his older T-shirts.
“And the ears?” Nikki asked and Vince started to think.
“We need a wig or something like that…” he mumbled and got a nod from Mick as an Agreement.
“And something for his feet…Wait here I go and buy something.” With this words the blond singer fast left the house, let his Bandmembers with the dressed up Bat boy alone.
Tiky pulled on Micks sleeve and rubbed over his tummy.
“Hungry again?” the guitarist asked and the boy nodded.
“Then lets go down…Do you two want something too?”
“Maybe, what do you can offer us?” Nikki asked and Mick smiled.
“Fruits.”
“Then no.”
The guitarist rolled his eyes.
“Okay, but did you know that women like men who smell like fruits?” he said casually and not even 10 seconds later he could hear the Terror Twins followed him and Tiky the stairs down and into the kitchen.

“Boah so much vitamins can’t be healthy…”
“Nikki it will not Kill you to eat a peach now and this are not too much vitamins. You can feel it when it is too much.” Mick mumbled feeding Tiky with applepieces.
“How can you feel it?” Tommy asked curious.
“Well, when your dick burns when you piss you piss out vitamins your body can’t handle.”
“Or you masturbate under the shower before and got soap in your dick…” Tommy said smiling.
“Or you fuck a girl with a dirty cunt.” Nikki said and Mick rolled his eyes, while Tiky tilted his head in confusion. He looked at Mick who only sighed.
“You don’t need to understand that Tiky…” he mumbled still cutting apples into small pieces.

Vince came back three hours later.
“I got what we need.” He said and directly grabbed Tiky who sat on the ground and was interessted in the TV.
“hu?” was all the bat boy could make before Vince pulled him up in the bathroom.
The others looked at each other as 20 minutes later the door opened again and a happy smiling Vince walked down.
“What do you think?” He asked and pointed at Tiky who followed the stairs down. He was wearing now a fluffy black wig which hide his big ears perfectly and it looked like he wore boots. But as he walked Mick saw that this boots didn’t had a sole.
“Yeah that’s not bad Vince…” Mick mumbled.
“But it seems Tiky don’t like it much…” Nikki realised as Tiky started to scratch his head. The Singer only shrug.
“He will learn to handle it.”
“I hope so.” Mick Mumbled while Tiky still was scratching himself.
“Come on, stop that. When you stop scratching it will soon feel better.” Mick told him and grabbed his hands, pulled him back on the couch.
“By the way Mick, I wonder if he can talk…” Nikki said and looked at Tiky.
“I don’t know, he never said A word. But we shouldn’t force him to talk, its okay when there is even one Person in this house who didn’t talk for 24h per day.”
“Yeah…but we should teach him to open bottles.” Tommy said and grabbed the soda bottle which Tiky tried to open with his teeth.
He opened the bottle and gave it to Tiky.
“He really like this sweet Soda shit…” Nikki watched how Tiky drunk the soda.
“That’s why I gave him the name Tiky.”
“Good that he isn’t a fan of Fanta.” Vince giggled and sat down between Mick and Tommy.