The Life Of A Franz Ferdinand Reference

7

GLASIE:

"Arabelle?" I called from the bottom of the spiral staircase.

"Yeah?! Um... You can come in.."

"Alright." I walked up the stairs to see Nick not exactly passed out in the blanket nest and Arabelle in the back trying to find anything to help.

"Hey Glas! You know anything that would work until the officials get here?"

"I dunno? Magic potion?"

"Come on! That's not even funny! Deliria runs on both magic and science. So actually that would work."

"Oh! I was sorta right!"

//ALEX//: are you sure Arabelle's 100% mentally stable?!

//GLASIE//: relax at least she exists

//ALEX//: what

I looked up from my phone to see Alex looking at me awkwardly.

"Oh! The officials are here!" Arabelle chirped. She scooped up Nick like he was a small child.

"Spider arms." Nick said quietly.

"Yeah... Spider legs too."

I followed Arabelle outside to see a helicopter/ambulance combination.

"Wait! Where are you taking him?!" I shouted.

"Hospital. It's 2000 miles away at the headquarters." The pilot of said helicopter/ambulance combination answered.

//ALEX//: WHAT DO WE DO

//GLASIE//: broOOOO I DONT KNOW

//ALEX//: should we go with him?!

//GLASIE//: no, Arabelle's going

//ALEX//: I can't trust her with my best friend

//GLASIE//: ALEX DONT DITCH ME WE HAVE TO PLAY AT THIS PLACE

//ALEX//: you're right. just hope Nick has his phone.

//GLASIE//: last time I checked he does

//ALEX//: ok then

"So now what?" I asked Alex as the helicopter took off to go somewhere thousands of miles away.

"We have to write a song." He decided.

"Why exactly?"

"A song without earth influences... Who knows if we're allowed to be here?! We might not even be messengers like those people when Man Man was a kid..."

"What about "bla bla bla something about danger caves a blah blah blah"

"We have to learn Delirian customs."

"Are you saying we're doing the equivalent of a high school party tonight...?"

"Yeah."

"We can't do that! Don't do that."

"Fine I guess we'll just have to write some lyrics and sing them."

"First we should go find Strawberry and everyone..."

"You realize none of us have slept in 2 days?"

"I haven't felt tired!"

"Maybe it's Delirian magic... That's something we could write about!"

"It's too cheesy. It's like the strokes writing a song about toothbrushes or something."

"Maybe not..."

"Whatever!"

"Glasie... How do we even know this place is real?! We could all be hallucinating... Or we could all be stuck in a dream... GLASIE! PUNCH ME!"

"Calm yourself. Maybe that's it."

••• FIVE HOURS LATER •••

We were in the lineup for tonight at the Lilypad Club. We were playing Take Me Out, which was all controversial, but hopefully no one would notice.

"Hi, we're franz ferdinand... also it would be nice if you would pay us like 20 dollars for existing... Thanks!" Alex laughed.

Yet again I was replacing Nick. I already miss him.

Alex sang through the entire song, and we were done quickly.

"Thanks, bye." We all got offstage and met in the crowd.

"That sucked." Paul laughed ironically.

"We didn't get payed for it either." Bob shrugged.

Then someone tapped me on the shoulder.

"Hello!" A cat said happily.

"Hi!" I smiled.

"I'm Dreamflight... I'm a shapeshifter." They informed me very quickly.

"So you can turn into anything?!"

"Yeah! If I want wings I can be all like, ahaha, wings! Screw you! And fly away."

"Nice!"

"Oh, I know you guys are totally broke, so I'm giving you 50 dollars."

"Thanks so much!"

"See ya later!"

I turned back around and everyone death stared me.

"How did you get that?!" Strawberry asked.

"Shapeshifting cutie gave it to me." I smirked.

"Can we go buy poptarts?!" Paul asked.

"No! There's a ton of food here and if we're quick we can smuggle out as much as we want!" Strawberry's idea was actually amazing.

"I'm in." Alex shrugged.

For the next 20 minutes, I went around and basically stole entire party platters. I'm assuming everyone else did, because when we met up back at Arabelle's, we had around 10 pounds of fake mini meatballs.