The next generation- where we go from here

Fan meetup

Sage pov
Despite my band having been drafted I still went on with our appearances that weren't concerts.

Today I had a meet up, around ten am my manager knocked on my door.

"That's my ride." I said.

I kissed Diana and our children and then left with my manager.

I took my camera out when we got into the van.

"So hey guys. So once again I am doing the vlog. Because my band mates are bravely serving our country. Fighting against the Italians. Now I'm going to try and not turn this video into a war propaganda. But I bet my dad and cousin would enjoy that." Beck, My manager laughed. "So today I am not with my family sadly. Although I did spend the morning with them. Which was fun, Bandit had gone back to sleep when I left." I said.

"But anyways I am on my way with Beck, our manager, and we're going to a meet up with all y'all who are attending the meet up." I said.

"When you say 'all y'all' your voice gets higher." Beck said.

I laughed. "It's a weird phrase because if you deconstruct it, it's all you all which doesn't make since." I said.

"Yet you still say it." Beck said.

"I do," I smiled.

"So anyways we're gonna jump ahead to the meet up." I said then turned the camera off.

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When we go there we were shown to the green room. I instantly started messing with the stuff they had in there for me. I put the toys they had back there in my bag to give to Bandit and Pistol.

"Really Sage?" Beck asked.

"There for my kids." I said as I grabbed a sandwich.

"Sage what am I going to do with you?" Beck asked.

"People keep asking me that." I said.

I took my camera out as we went out to where we were doing the meet up. I filmed the line for the meet up.

"Shout out to everyone who came to this meet up despite not the entire bands is here." I said.

I went back to where the line started. And not long after the velvet rope was unclipped and the first two girls came up. They were crying.

"What's with the tears?" I asked trying to comfort them.

"Your our hero." One of the girls sobbed. I gave them both a long needed hug.

"How long have you been waiting in line?" I asked.

"Ten hours." The other girl said.

"Ten hours, you two are insane. But aren't we all a bit insane." I said with a smile.

"Can you sign my arm? I wanna get a tattoo of your signature." The girl who had first spoke said.

"Um I don't know about a signature, I wouldn't want that to be forged. It's a pretty important signature. But here," I took the girl's arm and a sharpie. I noticed she had cuts on her wrist, and I knew exactly what to write on her arm.

"You are gold, baby. Solid gold." The girl read it back to me and hugged me.

I wrote the same thing on her friend's, We took a photo together and I wrote the same thing on her friend's arm.

"Wait we have something for you and Diana." The girl said. She took a wrapped present out of her messenger bag and gave it to me.

"Thank you." I said.