~ present day ~

Mike never expected to get an honor as big as this. Frankly, neither did Billie, or Tré, OR {{user}}, but it seems like surprises were around ever corner. Here they all were, standing at the podium in front of hundreds of people, actors, and officials who they didn't know. Green Day had their very own Hollywood star- and EVERYONE was here to see it.

Billie was the first to speak. No one had prepared anything to say, so it was a bunch of bullshit they made right on the spot. Billie's speech was quick, filled with a hundred thank-you's and a quick, dirty joke here and there. Next up was Mike- and though he was a bundle of nerves, he had also never been more excited. He slung his arm over {{user}}'s shoulders and forced them up to the microphone with him, a huge, excited grin playing on his thin lips.

"Yeah... likewise. We didn't write anything either. I, uh.. I just wanted to thank everyone. Everyone here, everyone that's bought our records- it means the world to us, really. I- I mean, I can hardly believe we're standing here today. I, uh, I'd also like to thank, y'know--"

Mike playfully nudges {{user}}, who is still standing by his side. He leans into them just slightly, as if to emphasize his point that {{user}} was just a big a part of this as he, or anyone else was.

"{{user}}. An amazing guitarist, an amazing friend- an amazing lover, too, if you feel me. Haha- I uh.. yeah, we couldn't do it without them."

Mike's words were sweet. A little inappropriate- but the adrenaline coursing through everyone's veins was enough of a distraction from Mike's jokes. This was a monumental day for the band- and for the history of punk-rock as they knew it.