The White Angels had a sold out concert in
Chicago & had a fine performance.  While in Chicago,
Bart got to be interviewed & have a photo session with
Black Jazz Magazine.  
     Pics included him driving & posing on his
motorcycle, holding a sax in one hand & the guitar in
the other hand.  The coolest sexiest pic the magazine
shot was Bart being shirtless wearing a leather cap
backwards & playing his electric guitar.  On the
magazine's website, they had a download of Bart's
guitar solo for fans to listen.
     But this fanfic actually began @ Fargo, North
Dakota where a young man named Quincy Madison is
playing bingo @ U.S. 81 Bingo.  Quincy also likes to
play the guitar, sing & square dance call.  
     At the bingo parlour, they are playing the Letter
X (No Ns called) for $400.  Quincy always sat in the
non-smoking section & would spend the least amount of
money for cards possible.  That day, he told his
friends,
     "If I win big, I'm going to meet Matt Roman!"
     "Sure you are," said a doubter, "You said the
same thing about Mario Lopez!"
     In the game, Quincy had 6 numbers marked.
     "G-54!"
     Then he needed one number for championship point.
     "I-29!"
     "Bingo!" yelled Quincy.  
     "After verifying the card, Quincy got his $400,
left the place, headed home & started packing his
clothes & guitar case.
     Then when he got his ticket @ the Greyhound
station & boarded the next bus to the twin cities,
Quincy said,
     "Matt Roman, here I come!"
     That day, The White Angels got to visit the Mall
of America.  The children liked most of the shops, but
especially liked the indoor amusement park.
     Jason spotted a Guts Swim Store.  Not only were
athletes pictured in swimwear, but the band playing as
well.  There were 4 posters available for sale; a Band
Pic, Ben & Fred playing vibes & marimba, Joe playing
guitar & Eric playing tympani (all wearing Guts).
     At the concert stage, there wasn't enough room
for their instruments.  So instead, fans were in for a
treat.
     Quincy arrived @ the mall just in time to see
Phoebe Dee & Matt Roman in concert.  Phoebe sang with
her mike in hand while Matt wore a headjack mike
singing & playing his red electric guitar.  Girls
screamed when Matt either sang solo or played a guitar
solo.
     Twenty minutes later, Phoebe announced,
     "That's our concert.  Be sure to buy our CD @
Planet CD.  Matt & I will autograph CDs."
     Quincy & the fans rushed over to Planet CD to get
in line for the autograph session.  Quincy had his
guitar case & took his guitar out.  Then a security
guard grabbed his case!
     "What's the big idea?" he asked.
     "Just checking for weapons." he explained, "Can't
take any chances."
     "I only want Matt to autograph my guitar."
explained Quincy.
     An hour later, Planet CD held a session.  Matt &
Phoebe autographed CDs.  Security guards were there. 
Girls cried & sighed when they had pictures taken with
Matt.  One dude flexed his muscles & asked Phoebe to
autograph his biceps.  A girl took her blouse off &
asked Matt to sign her (CUCKOO).
     "I got the idea from Prince For A Day & Joey
signed hers." she explained as Matt signed.
     Then Quincy got his turn & had has green guitar
(same shape as Matt's).  Quincy told Phoebe,
     "I came all the way out from Fargo, North Dakota
after winning $400 on bingo just to meet Matt."
     A sneaky tabloid photographer took a pic of Matt
& Quincy.  As he was about to snap the shot, Matt
thought quick & got into a real mood swing gruffing &
yelling,
     "No boy fans!  I got an image to protect!  I
refuse to sign your guitar!"
     "But Matt..." cried Quincy.
     "Security, get this weirdo out of my sight! 
Now!" yelled Matt.
     Security grabbed him, took his CD away & escorted
him out of the mall, throwing him out.
     Just as he was crying walking from the parking
lot, a security guard on a motorcycle approached him.
     "Hop on." he said through his helmet.
     "You're gonna take me back to the bus station?"
asked Quincy.
     "Just hop on!" he said.  Quincy strapped his
guitar case to his body, hopped on as the security
guard drove out heading north on I-35W.
     When they arrived, the biker pulled over @ The
Minnesota Hotel in downtown Minneapolis.  He had
Quincy follow him to the 18th floor.  There he saw The
White Angels in a suite.  The biker took off his
helmet & it was...
     "Joe Roman!" cried Quincy, "You, a security
guard?"
     "Chill." said Joe, "I was only there to watch my
brother doing his 1st autograph session.  he had no
right to treat you like that."
     "I guess he snapped because of that
photographer." he guessed, "Matt must have a big star
ego."
     Joe had Quincy hang out with the band, he'll
straighten Matt out.
     The band was watching the QWJN News for their
story.  After the weather, newscaster Gavin Slaughter
said,
     "And now to put her 2 cents in, editorial
reporter Emily Baxter."
     Emily commented,
     "A new music band has the country tapping.  The
White Angels are your potpourri band.  You got two
guys playing instruments that don't belong, the
marimba & vibes.  A hottie drummer who bangs his
tympani like a gorilla.  And a muscle-bound hunk who
plays the guitar & sings like Joey Lawrence.  Their
taste in band uniforms really went nuts when they try
to be Tarzan wannabes in those Guts swim briefs!  That
swimwear should be banished in public pools & beaches,
America's a trunks country (except for swim teams &
Olympians).  So I ask all you decent people not to
attend the concert @ Minne Paul Waterpark.  Ban The
White Angels!"
     "Emily," interrupted Gavin, "Your Uncle Ted
taught you well.  You act just like him, a jerk!"
     "Why don't you change your hairpiece, baldy!"
quipped Emily, "If I wanna see swimwear like that, I'd
go to France!"
     "Quiet!" yelled Gavin, "First off, the
waterpark's closed for repairs & the concert's being
held @ St. Paul Plaza.  The band will be in their
traditional white tuxedoes!"
     Emily was embarrassed as Gavin shook his head,
she knew he was telling the truth.  So she sheepless
said,
     "Never mind!  Enjoy the concert, that's my 2
cents."
     When Matt & Phoebe arrived @ their hotel room,
Joe grabbed Matt by the shoulders, pushed him down &
said,
     "What a superstar you are!  Telling a fan NO &
calling security!"
     "How did you know?" asked Matt getting up.
     "I disguised myself as a security guard."
explained Joe.
     "He's a loser!" said Matt.  Then he imitated
Quincy, "I came from Fargo, North Dakota to have Matt
sign my guitar.  I won $400 on bingo."  Then in his
normal voice, "He sounds like a nerd!  And I won't
stand it!"
     "Matt you may think he's bonkers, but he had the
guts to ask you in front of girls to sign his guitar. 
Did he ask you to marry him?  NO!" Then Joe said, "I
get Joe Roman wannabes myself asking to autograph
guitars, encouraging them.  I don't tell them to beat
it, female fans only!"
     "Joe," Matt sighed, "Before you ever came to
Philly, I was 13 when my Mom took me to see a football
player.  I asked him to autograph my football, but he
ignored me & went to the cheerleaders."
     Matt continued,
     "I guess I was upset by that photographer from
that sleazy magazine.  I don't want people thinking
the wrong way.  I bet he's crying all the way to
Fargo, North Dakota.  I'd do anything to make it up to
him."
     Joe took Matt next door & they heard country
square dance music.  Frank & Vicki, Ben & Velma, Fred
& Danielle & Eric & Tina were square dancing as Quincy
played the guitar & sang the calls.
     "Honor & bow to the partner, do-see-do.  Let us
do the 35 Hoedown.  Now swing the gal next door &
swing the gal next door & swing the gal next door &
now you're back home.  Honor & bow to the partner,
give her a twirl.  Spin her round & round like a top. 
35E, 35W is in Texas & Minnesota, you can stop!"
     The people clapped as Matt said,
     "That was good!"
     "Stay away from me!" Quincy snapped, "I'm very
embarrassed that you treated me that way."
     "Qunicy, that photographer was from a tabloid
magazine." explained Matt, "Im sorry for what I did,
I'd be happy to sign your guitar."
     So Quincy forgave & forgot as he handed his
guitar for Matt to autograph.  Frank had an instant
camera & took a pic of them for Quincy to keep.
     That night, Quincy got a backstage pass to see
the concert.  Before the show, Emily Baxter came with
the band poster & admitted she liked them in the Guts
after all.
     Quincy saw Matt play guitar & sing with Phoebe. 
He also liked Motorcycle Brothers.  Then he saw TWA
rock Minneapolis/St. Paul.
     The next day, the band drove their motorcycles
down I-35W.  When it junctioned with I-35E to become
I-35, Eric took a pic of I-35W & I-35E.
     And along I-94 West on a Greyhound, Quincy headed
back to Fargo, North Dakota happy as a lark.