The Stars Watch Over Us All

We Lived For It, But Now We're Paying For It - Party Poison & Fun Ghoul

Something's wrong with Party

There had been a foreboding feeling in the air. But it wasn't as much of a feeling as it was an instinct. Something was going to happen. The air was charged with the impending feeling of... whatever it was.

Which made it all the more confusing when nothing happened that day.

Or the next.

Or even the one after.

Soon a week had passed, and nothing unusual had happened. So the feeling was pushed away, always on the mind, but never paid much attention to.

Maybe Party was just paranoid. Maybe they were wrong. Maybe nothing was going to happen. Maybe, maybe, maybe. It hurt. It hurt so much.

Party never knew if something was gonna happen while they were off on a raid. They had taken to rubbing their Bad Luck Beads, reassuring themselves that no one had been dusted. But it never stopped worrying them.

Party did their best to act normal, keeping up a joking facade, laughing at the stupidest things. Soon it felt like that was all that they were: fake happy. So much worrying, so much anxiety, so much fear.

And all of it escalated when The Girl stormed into the Diner. The Killjoys had all been joking, but all Party could hear was their fake laughter. It rang in their ears, filling their brain, it seeped through their body.

The Girl had only said one word, but it caused Party to spin around, plastering a fake, but realistic, smile on their face.

"Why."

Her tone resulted in Party's heart plummeting. It was flat and it demanded answers, but they kept their smile. Ignoring her tone, they exclaimed, "Girlie! Come join us!"

As soon as they said it, Party felt a hand pulling them back. Kobra's hand, to be precise. Kobra's eyes were filled with confusion, or at least what Party interpreted as confusion; it was hard to read Kobra sometimes.

"Why what?" He asked, keeping a hand on Party's shoulder.

"Why do you wear the masks," The Girl deadpanned.

Party's smile flickered, dread coursing through them. Had she figured it out? Did she finally realize how much they were hiding? Was she going to tell them all?

Opting for the dumbass approach, they laughed, "The masks? Girlie, you know why we wear the masks–"

"Not those masks."

Party could feel the fake smile slide off their face, but was saved just in time by Jet standing up. They only half heard what Jet was saying, due to all of their focus on Kobra's hand, and how they could casually remove it.

Seeing Jet move to lead The Girl outside, Party shrugged Kobra's hand off, sitting down where Jet previously sat and saying, "Why Jet? She obviously has something to say, so let her say it."

They regretted the words the moment they left their mouth. It was too harsh, too rough, too... not Party.

A light hit from Ghoul jolted them back to reality. "Shut it Party and let them speak in private."

A humorless laugh from Kobra. "Yes Party, listen to your boyfriend."

"Fuck you Kobra."

Ghoul jumped up and started tugging Party's arm, dragging them to the door. "You know what Party, we're gonna talk in the car."

"Wait Ghoul–" Party was about to protest, "Fuck, don't pull so hard, I'm coming."

"Well hurry the fuck up." Ghoul let go of his partner's arm and walked over to the door, pausing in the doorway and watching Party walk towards him.