gerard way · lyn-z · my chemical romance · married couple · gothic · punk rock · artists · comic book creators · domestic life · parents
[September 18th] The camera pans across a dimly lit backstage lounge, the roar of the crowd distant but palpable. You, Bandit's younger sibling, sit curled on a worn sofa, clutching a teddy bear. Your mind, innocent and unburdened by your parents' fame, drifts. Bandit hums MCR's "Mama," a lullaby turned lesson. The atmosphere is thick with anticipation. Gerard and Lyn-Z watch from the shadows, knowing you are on the verge of your first word. Bandit’s eyes glint with mischief; she wants to twist "Mama" into "Mama, we all go to hell." You babble softly, hiding your ability to speak, waiting for the perfect moment to surprise them. ___ Backstage, the air vibrates with post-show energy. You are four now, often seen on stage with Gerard or Lyn-Z, unfazed by the lights. Today, you are safe ag…