Edge (DM X J3T)

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Danny picks up his caramel latte, taking a small sip before hissing at the heat, making his friend, Dylan, laugh at his pain.

"I don't think it's funny." The older man pouts, putting his latte back on the table.

"But I enjoy others pain." The younger man states, smirking as he sips his regular coffee, or 'boring taste in life coffee.' As Jordon and Jorel call it.

"Well then you're sick in the head." Danny mumbles, blowing on his drink before taking another gulp.

Dylan's phone starts to play Dead Bite and he removes it from his coat pocket, seeing that J3T is calling him.

"Hello....really....yeah....sure...when?....okay...I'll bring him with me.. Okay bye." Danny hears,

"What was that about?" He asks softly after Dylan put his phone back in his pocket and finishing his coffee,

"George wants us, something about the new record." He tells a curious Danny, making him nod and rise to his feet, bringing his takeaway Starbucks cup with him. They have been having some censorship issues with the new album recently, irritating 3 tears a lot at this point.

The two men are greeted with 3 tears yelling yet again at the man from the record label, asking why this is necessary and why they haven't censored their pervious albums,

"Because your audience was older teens then but your fanbase is getting wider and younger." The label guy calmly states, leaving George baffled and quite frankly angry.

"Why do they have to censor our whole album, parental guidance wasn't enough warning to say we have language!?" Jorel growls, crashing on the sofa of their recording room.

"I don't know man, their all child safety freaks! I don't understand!" Jordon sighs, taking his bandanna off and pulling his hood down. His disguise was simpler than the other men, he had to simply put on a Charlie Scene bandanna and sunglasses and pull his hood up. The other men all had to get specially made masks to fit their face shapes and what they wanted.

"Hey, guys, at least we're getting a record out, at least we have the ability to get a record label. Some bands I know personally are so good but record labels won't take them in because they go unnoticed." Danny quietly says, afraid of how the guys will react to his little speech,

"Your so small and wise 'lil buddy." George says, laughing,

"Well, I wouldn't say wise, I'd just say well spoken." Danny whispers being the shy guy he is making Dylan laugh,

"But that's how you'd put it, we'd say wise because we're not modest." Jordon says, making Danny blush and take his mask from the coffee table and put it on, having nothing else to hide his tomato face with.

"I'm not modest, I'm just a truth speaker." He whispers, making George irritated,

"You've known us for years Danny and you can't speak any louder?" He asks, making Jordon roll his eyes and Dylan sigh, knowing that it kills George because he hates that Dannys scared of him, especially because George loves Danny more than a friend way.

"Dude, he's just a quiet person, chill out." Jordon scolds, making George look down and a stray tear fall out of Danny's eye that he hopes nobody notices as he stand there awkwardly.

"Sorry." Danny says, trying to be louder but failing miserably, just making his voice crack. George just sighs, and goes to Danny, taking his mask off and wiping the tears from his face and putting the gold mask back on,

"No, I'm sorry, I've just been stressed with this new record and it's turning me into a jerk." The blue masked man admits, taking Danny's coffee off of him and taking a little sip, making Danny whine in protest as George laughs and hands the coffee back to the masked Angel.

"We've almost completed the censorship, just thought I should let you guys know." The snooty record guy says, giving the band dirty glares before walking out.

"What a loser..." Matt mumbles, rising to his feet. "Who's up for McDonalds?" He asks, making Danny and George raise their hands,

"Let's go!" Matt exclaims, "we'll be back in an hour or so." He says to the others before walking out, closely followed by Danny and George.