My Favorite Person (Boyf Riends Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

  We should go to the backstage. There's around 15 minutes before the play starts, I'm sure the actors are getting ready right now.

  Michael hugged the wall as he spoke with his Squip. The audience was still quite empty, with several seats taken by early birds.

  I'm not sure I can get back there.

  Legally, you can't. Physically, you can. Let's go.

  Michael moved to the front of the audience, standing by the pit.

  Fortunately there's only one security guard present. Wait until he's looking away to go.

  Michael spotted the guard at the other side of the room and waited for his eyes to move away from Michael. Once he was sure he was unseen, he dashed onto the stage and behind the curtain, hoping the audience members wouldn't notice or care about his action.

  They won't. Don't worry.

  Michael entered the backstage. It was a web of ropes and pulleys, all the puppet strings behind the show. Beyond the backstage was the cast room, where everyone was getting ready.

  What's the plan?

  We go in, find Jeremy, and take the box away from him. That's goal Number 1. Goal Number 2 is to administer Mountain Dew Red to anyone with a Squip linked with Jeremy's. From what it seems, some of the other cast members are already corrupted.

  Great. Michael eased open the door, squeezing through the small opening and entering the cast room. It was difficult to stay conspicuous in a large room wearing a bright red hoodie.

  Yeah, great thinking with that outfit. I'm sure nobody will notice us. The Squip said sarcastically.

  Shut up. Michael watched the members wander the room, all dressed up in costumes and makeup. One of the anonymous fairies noticed Michael.

  "Sorry, this area is for cast members only. You'll have to go back to the audience."

  Tell her that Mr. Reyes called for you. You'll leave in a minute.

  Michael repeated his Squip's statement. The fairy shrugged, then carried on.

  Look, by the piano. The Squip drected Michael's attention to the old piano and the two teenagers beside it.

  "It's like play rehearsal, but it never ends!" Jeremy held out his hand, showing Christine the grey, oblong pill.

  Oh, God. Michael took a step forward.

  Wait. Don't intervene.

  "Jeremy, that sounds...horrible! Maybe I have stuff to figure out, but I don't need a pill to do that for me!"

  She refused the pill. That's good. Let's find the box.

  Where do I start?

  Oh.

  What?

  Take a look at that beaker.

  Michael noticed the glass beaker containing green liquid and what looked like small cylinders at the bottom. Jenna stood behind it, explaining to cast members as to how it will be used as the serum for the play.