PTX Multiverse Café Adventures

4 Blue Moon - pt 1

beautiful edit above by @BettyIsMoody  - thanks a million bb! 😘💖

Hello, happy Monday dear readers! It's been a while since I posted but I hope some of you are still with me. The day here is nice for a change - I hope you enjoy yours wherever you are as summer counts down.

Tour moves on and despite attempts from haters to disrupt their concerts, our angels prove they're made of stronger stuff and that love will always win. 🌈🌟❤️🧡💛💚💙

We're back in the multiverse café again, with more Scotts and Mitches crossing paths with our own current version of Mitch. Things get interesting...

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Just because PTX have finished the first leg of their world tour doesn't mean that they rest. While Kirstie and Scott do take a short break with their SO, the band barely catches a breath. They have videos and photo shoots and recording sessions and business meetings.

And Kirstie glows with newfound happiness in her relationship with Ben. Looking good Mitch whispers in her ear while hugging extra tight on her return from Hawaii. She deserves every moment, letting disappointed tears and late night phone calls fade into the past where they belong.

Mitch is working on his solo project at last, trying to ignore the fans' clamour for it even though he'll need their enthusiasm to launch successfully. He wants it to be just right and he's not satisfied yet.

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It's dark in the forest. The moon is a bright disc overhead, but its light is swallowed by densely packed trees. Dry leaves rustle under his bare feet and the sharp fragrance of pine needles fills his nose. He's wearing an old tee shirt that has a tear revealing his inked collarbone, and Balenciaga sweatpants.

Abruptly he stops and holds his breath. He scans the surroundings but sees only darkness. Then he catches the unmistakable sound of someone breathing. He can't shake the feeling of being observed and as his pulse races, he sucks in a panicked lungful of air and runs.

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Mitch wakes early and drags himself into the kitchen for water. While there he checks the lunar calendar on his phone and shakes his head. That makes three times in the last ten days, but the full moon isn't due yet. He scrubs his eyes tiredly and goes back to bed. He needs more sleep, definitely.

"What does dreaming of a full moon mean?"

Kirstie looks at him in the mirror where she's applying lipstick. "Well, the moon can represent the female part of you, so maybe you're getting in touch with her."

Mitch frowns. "I don't think so, I'm pretty much over my femme phase."

"Shame, I loved you in lipstick. You could get painted at Pout, Es and Nick would love that."

"Not right now."

"Or, maybe it's to do with fertility, y'know, birthing your project, coming to fruition or something?"

"Yeah, you could be right." He smiles, but the recurrent dream nags at him. There's a message that he's not quite getting and meantime his sleep is disrupted just when he needs it most. Playing with Floof might help, so he goes in search of puppy cuddles.

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Mitch runs.


Unseen eyes crawl over his skin. He can't escape. He runs until lights appear ahead, growing ever larger. He curses and darts left, leaving the path behind as he zigzags between ghostly tree trunks, and he's not sure how long he's been running when he bursts into a large clearing. The moon is bright enough to cast shadows. In the far distance coloured lights twinkle and the faint sound of his own laughter drifts towards him. He should have known.
"God damn this place."

Strangely, he's not breathless or sweaty after his long run. To his left two blue lights blink in the shadows. He turns towards them, curious rather than fearful.