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Fans screamed on the sidelines, cheering for their favourite Artificial Intelligence boy band.
The ever so persistent- and annoying- sound was starting to get on the one who's known for his calm nature.
He maintained a blank expression for the fans to keep up his reputation. Heaven forbid he show an emotion around the fans.
His brothers and him gathered back to back in the middle of the stage to wave at fans before the ship turned a corner back towards the mansion.
As soon as the fans' screams became distant echoes, Purl-Hew noticed an envelope stuck against the edge of the stage.
He glanced back to see if anyone was watching and as soon as he saw the coast was clear, he walked over and picked it up.
It was addressed to him specifically?
"Just another fan mail," he scoffed, "probably nothing important. . ."
He tucked it in the rest of the assorted gifts thrown onto the stage.
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Once back to the mansion, Neon J stood and emptied the bag.
He sorted the items in piles for each robot.
Of course Rin had the most, then Zimelu and Purl had a toss up who had more, then Haym. . . And of course Eloni with little to none. Again.
J called the boys over to review the gifts.
They sat cross legged and went through their piles.
Purl found that envelope from before.
The lettering was fancy, almost calligraphy.
He rolled his eyes and opened it.
In it was a card and a small note.
The card was one of those supposedly humourous you get on your birthday.
He huffed and set it to the side, picking up the note.
On it read a name and a phone number, with a small "Hope you liked the card! <3 I thought it'd be your thing."
He arched an eyebrow.
"(Y/N), huh?" He muttered.
"Who's that?" Rin peered over.
"Dunno. Some fan, I guess. They put their number too."
"Ohhhh, you should call them!" Haym grinned deviously.
"Yeah, no. I don't trust that at all."
"Who knows! Maybe their actually decent and don't want to rip us limb from limb." Eloni shuddered.
"Yeah, dude! You should do it!"
Purl sighed dramatically, he was outnumbered. "Fine! I'll do it tomorrow, and I better not have listeners." He glared at the Sprite duo.
Haym and Eloni held up their hands in defense.
Purl looked back at the card, staring at the name scrawled on it.
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The next morning was dreary, light rain drizzling down with the occasional thunder rumble.
Purl stood on one of the balconies, propped up on the railing.
He preferred this kind of weather, not many people out in it and the soothing sound of the rain bouncing off the roof made him feel at ease.
He pushed off and turned to go back inside.
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Fanfiction{REQUESTS ARE CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE} This game doesn't get nearly enough attention, it's so good. Cover edited. Edited by me, art all by Metronomik, of course.
