[b][u]Jet’s POV[/u][/b]
“Is that...” Pony started as we both stared at the figure before us, but he was unable to finish.
“I know what you’re thinking, and yes...” I blankly replied, lowering my ray gun as I blinked a couple of times.

A girl who looked quite young was stood back a little further than I thought she’d be to avoid the swinging doors of the van, and to my surprise she had brown bushy hair – Quite like mine actually. I relaxed as I put my gun away, but when I tried to approach her she seemed to move further away.

“It’s alright,” I assured her, holding my hands up above my head to show I wasn’t going to do her any harm. Poor girl... She looks as frightened as Kid did when Ghoul had once tackled him from the fridge...

She hesitated for a moment or two as I stood still, and it looked like she was thinking things over before she slowly made her way over to me. I didn’t move an inch as she came closer, but when she wrapped her arms around me tightly, I lowered my arms slowly to hug her as she shook with either fear or sobs.

“Hey,” I whispered slightly, rubbing her back when I heard her sniff. She lifted her face to look up at me, and I smiled at her. “What’s your name? Are you a Killjoy?” I asked, and she nodded slowly for the Killjoy question, but furrowed her eyebrows at the question about her name.
“I only have a real name... It’s Grace...” She quietly said, and I nodded an ‘okay’.
“Alright then, Grace.” I smiled again, and she smiled back slightly. I then pulled away and stood to the side a little, gesturing for her to get into the van.

“Y-You’re asking me to come with you?” She stuttered slightly, sounding very surprised.
“Well, I’m not going to leave a little girl out here, especially with those... Um... Idiots over there.” I explained, remembering not to swear in front of her. She then smiled widely and hugged me tight for a couple of seconds before jumping in, and I got in after her before pulling the doors shut.

“Hey, I’m Show Pony.” Pony introduced himself to her, and she waved.
“Grace.” She replied, and I sat next to the seat that Pony had flopped himself down on. “What’s your name?” She asked, looking towards me now.
“Jet Star. But you can just call me Jet.” I smiled, and she nodded.
“Can I call you Pony?” She asked, now looking to the body next to me. He smiled and nodded.
“It’s what everyone else calls me, so why not?” He replied, smiling also. I knew this was the time I should ask questions, so I would know if she’s safe or not.

“So, Grace...” I started, spacing the bottoms of my legs out and leaning on the tops of them with my arms crossed. “Why are you out here alone?” I asked, and she sat on the floor in front of me and Pony before speaking.
“Well... I spotted this group of Killjoys; they were in a group of 5 I think, so I followed them for a few days, eating some of their food when they were asleep...” She looked down shamefully at that point, but continued anyway. “But one day they had disappeared whilst I was sleeping, and I couldn’t find them again. So I just walked in a random direction, and a day or two after, I can’t remember, here I am...” She explained, and I nodded.
“So you’re completely alone...?” I asked to make sure, and she confirmed my thoughts by nodding. Looks like we’re going to have to take her back to the Diner...

“Okay, so... These Killjoys; do you remember what they looked like? Or the genders of them?” I asked, and she thought a little before responding.
“Well... There were two girls and three boys... And the leader was one of the girls. She had blonde hair that covered her right eye slightly, and she was wearing a yellow or golden mask on her face...” She thought aloud, and I thought about it. I don’t remember seeing anyone like that before...
“Sorry,” I then said after a few silent minutes of thinking, “I don’t recognise them. I guess you’re going to have to come back with me and Pony.” As I said this her face lit up, and I was met with a surprisingly bone-crushing hug from her.
“T-Thank you, Jet!” She exclaimed; crying happy tears I guessed, seeing as my shirt began to get a little damp on my chest where her head was. I chuckled as I rubbed her back, and Pony sat awkwardly next to me.

“So... What now?” He asked, glancing up at me after looking out of the window shield at the small figures in the distance. I shrugged when the girl released me, and then stood up stretching.
“We’re going to have to stay awake for the rest of the night; just in case they come for us.” I thought aloud, and Pony sighed.
“Can’t we just hide the van?” He whined, and I shook my head, rolling my eyes a little.
“Where would we hide? It’s a wide open and [i]flat[/i] desert!” I replied flailing my arms around a little, and Pony frowned.
“Fine.” He simply said, and I moved back to the front of the van. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to contact Dr. D; telling him we’re going to take a little longer and that we have another Killjoy.” I explained, sitting in the front seat and switching on the radio.

[b][u]Party Poison’s POV[/u][/b]
I can’t believe how happy I am right now; this moment was purely perfect. Ghoul was peacefully resting in my arms as we sat against the outside wall of the Diner, and my head was gently placed on top of his own on my chest. I was just about to close my eyes and relax, when I heard Dr. D come around the corner.

“How is he?” I asked as he moved past me, and he stopped to look at me both me and Ghoul before smiling and replying.
“He’s fine. I think he wants to speak to you though.” He informed me, and I smirked before slightly gesturing to the sleeping figure led on top of me.
“You really expect me to move right now?” I asked, and he moved so that he was in front of Ghoul’s face before chuckling.
“He’s not sleeping.” He pointed out, and I felt him tense up.
“Yes I am!” Ghoul exclaimed, hugging me tighter. Dr. D and I laughed; he must really like me...

“C’mon [i]sleeping[/i] beauty,” I started, air quoting the word ‘sleeping’. “I have to go and speak to Kid.” I then said, moving slightly and kissing his cheek before making us stand up properly. Ghoul just folded his arms and pouted.
“I was comfy.” He stated, and I smiled.
“I know you were; you were so comfy I thought you were sleeping.” I laughed, and he frowned.
“If I was, you wouldn’t have moved...” He whined, and I just shook my head and kissed him gently.
“I’ll be as quick as a flash, baby.” I smirked as he blushed, and turned to walk to where Dr. D had come from.

I only took a few steps before I saw Kid walking in the opposite direction towards me, and he stopped when he saw me, looking a little nervous.

“Are you okay little bro?” I asked, walking up to him. He thought for a few seconds before sighing and shaking his head.
“I thought we told each other everything, Gee...” He almost whimpered, and I could clearly see the sadness in his eyes. I felt my own face drop at his expression, and he shook his head as he walked past me back to the Diner. I quickly turned on my heel and grabbed his wrist before he was out of reach, and he stopped in his tracks without turning back to look at me.

“Mikey,” I quickly said, before he could keep walking. He turned ever so slightly to look at me, and I loosened my grip on him when I knew he was listening. “I-I’m sorry...” I stuttered slightly, thinking of what I could possibly say to make him happy again. “I just... I didn’t know if I should-”

“Tell me?” He interrupted, ripping his wrist away from my grip completely. “Why weren’t you sure to tell your own brother, yet you told Dr. D?!” He exclaimed, getting more frustrated by the second. “I would have understood, Gee! But not anymore!” He stormed off back towards the Diner, and I chased after him.

“Mikey! Stop it!” I shouted, grabbing his shoulder this time before turning him around to face me completely.
“Leave me alone! I don’t want to talk or even look at you anymore Gerard!” He screamed, fighting for his freedom. I just gripped harder, refusing to let him go.
“I’m not letting you run back to the Diner until we’ve sorted this out.” I explained through slightly gritted teeth; I knew I had to calm down, or else we’d never get through this.
“Sorted what out? The fact that you don’t trust me anymore?” He hissed back; tears were now falling over his fuming face, and my eyes threatened to spill my own as I watched them.
“No, Mikey...” I sighed, “I didn’t tell you... Because I thought you’d be disappointed in me...” I admitted, my vision becoming blurry as my tears clouded my eyes. I could feel him relax in my grip, and even when I let go I had to clench my fists to prevent the tears from falling.

“Disappointed of what, Gerard?” He asked a little softer, and I lowered my head in shame. “That you... Are gay?” He asked cautiously; sounding almost scared of my response. I nodded, but refused to lift my head. “Why would you think that...? We’re brothers, Gerard... I love you no matter what... I’m just... I don’t understand why you think I’d be disappointed in you...” He embraced me in a tight hug as he spoke, and I wrapped my arms around him. I shook against him, and he held me a little tighter. “Don’t hold them back, Gee...” He whispered slightly, and that’s when I broke down.

[b][u]Fun Ghoul’s POV[/u][/b]
“Where is Party? He’s been gone for ages...” I asked Dr. D as I stroked my mask that had gone untouched for the whole time I had been out cold.
“He’ll be back in a minute Ghoul, give him time to sort things out.” He replied, watching me from beside the window. We were sat in his radio room, listening out for any transmissions from Jet and Pony. Just then we heard a creak from the front of the Diner, and a couple of footsteps make their way towards the door I was sat next to. Both of us were now on guard just in case the footsteps belonged to Dracs, and I grabbed my ray gun from the floor beside me as Dr. D took a spare white one from one of his drawers.

I used the wall for support as I stood up, and I kept one hand on the wall as I used the other to aim the gun, ready to shoot. When the door slowly opened I saw a bright red colour in the small opening, and I lowered my gun.

“Hey Kid,” I greeted, and Dr. D also lowered his weapon when he heard Kid’s name.
“Hey.” He simply said, walking in the room without Party following behind.
“Are you two alright now?” Dr. D asked him, and he hesitated before nodding slightly.
“Where is he?” I then asked, and he pointed back out through the door.
“In the main room,” He explained, “But don’t bother him too much, he’s... Not feeling so good.” He sighed, and I nodded but walked out to see him anyway.

My hand slid across the cool painted walls as I limped into the main room, and when I came around the corner I caught sight of Party. He was sat at a table with his head in his hands, and he looked as though he was deep in thought. I took in a deep breath before speaking, and I stopped moving as I did.

“Party?” I asked quietly, and he raised his head a little to look up at me. I felt my heart sink when I saw his tear stained cheeks, and his eyes were full of sadness as the tears inside of them glistened. He then stood up and walked over to me, forcing a smile on his face. I didn’t buy it.

“I’m okay,” He whispered, pulling me into his arms and resting his head in the crook of my neck. “I’m okay...”
“No, you’re not...” I replied, making him tense up as I held him. “Speak to me baby...” I whispered, but he just held me tighter as he started to sob a little.

“I-I’m sorry...” He cried, clenching his fists around my yellow shirt that loosely hung from my body.
“Sorry for what?” I asked, rubbing slow circles on his back in an attempt to calm him down.
“D-Does... Does Kid hate m-me?” He then asked, ignoring my last question.
“No, Party... Why would he?” I frowned; what had happened out there? Before I knew it he had pulled away from me slightly, and as he wiped his eyes he shook his head.
“I... I didn’t tell Kid that I was gay, and now I’m being pathetic...” He smiled lightly, but my frown remained on my face.
“It’s okay to cry, Party.” I sighed, softly stroking his cheek as his smile faded. “But why is Kid upset? It was your choice if you wanted to tell him... Right?” I asked, and he thought for a moment before replying.
“Well... Yes, but we tell each other everything... He just thinks that we aren’t going to be as close anymore because I didn’t tell him a ‘major’ thing about me.” He explained; using air quotes around the word ‘major’. “I just don’t want to lose that close feeling between us as brothers... I need to be there for him, but I don’t think he accepts the fact that I didn’t [i]want[/i] to tell him about my sexuality.” He thought aloud as I stood there listening, and when he sighed I pulled him close.

“I’m sure you two will still be the close brothers like you were before... Just give him time; it’s quite a lot to take in really...” I comforted him, and he nodded before bringing me closer; breathing softly against the side of my neck.
“Thank you,” He slightly whispered, and I could feel him smile as he spoke. “You don’t know how lucky I feel to have you with me right now.”

I could feel my face heat up as he pulled back to look at my face, and it didn’t help when his gentle smile was replaced with a dirty smirk. I blushed more and giggled, suddenly feeling a whole lot of nervousness wash over me.

“What are you thinking of?” I dared to ask, but to hide how I was really feeling I attempted to reflect his smirk. I failed.
“Oh, nothing.” He was smirking even more now, but before I could speak he had moved his head again, only this time his lips were against my neck; licking and occasionally biting at it as I felt my eyelids suddenly gain weight and close, darkening my vision of the beautiful man before me.

I could feel my fingers unwillingly grip tighter onto his shirt; however my legs didn’t feel quite the same. They were constantly giving way at the knees, and it only took one lick along the whole length of my neck to set me off.

“P-Party...” I gasped, “M-My legs... Ah... G-Gee!” I blushed as my gasps became moans, and I felt him release his grip on my neck with his teeth before moving to kiss me slowly. After a few moments we parted, and when I opened my eyes I was seeing stars. Party chuckled, and then carefully led me towards the table that he had been sitting at before.

“Are you alright? You look like you’re going to pass out hon.” He smiled, although I could still make out the hint of concern in his voice. I smiled lightly; he really was amazing.

“I’ll be fine,” I assured him, “Although next time I think I’d need a bit more support next time.” He just winked in response, and I giggled. He then cleared his throat a little, and looked a little confused all of a sudden before he spoke again.
“Um... Ghoul?” He asked, rubbing the back of his neck nervously as he thought of what to say.
“What’s wrong? W-Was I too loud?” I asked; remembering that I had basically yelled out his name just mere steps from the room where Dr. D and Kobra were talking in.
“No!” He exclaimed a little too dramatically, and both of us were taken back a little. “S-Sorry... I... I-I mean... Why did you call me Gee?” He asked, looking up at me from where he was sat on his knees next to my seat on the floor. I then blushed and felt my cheeks heat up again, only this time I couldn’t even think straight. [i]Why [b]did[/b] I call him Gee? Stupid Ghoul! You were meant to keep it a secret that you knew his real name![/i] I scolded myself in my head. [i]Now what’s he gonna think of you, huh? He’s going to think you’re some kind of stalker! You just ruined every chance you ever had with him! For fucks sake, Ghoul![/i]

I jumped when I felt hands on my shoulders, and I suddenly snapped back into reality to find Party, or rather [i]Gerard[/i], now half-stood in front of me with a concerned look on his face.
“Ghoul? Are you okay?” He asked; his eyes were shining under the sunlight that was beaming through the windows behind me, and it almost looked like he could cry at any moment. “Y-You just phased out, baby...” He sighed sadly as he moved me over a little and sat next to me on the small bench-like chair. I tried to speak, but all that came out was a hoarse murmur, which resulted in me coughing and clearing my throat for a minute or two.
“R-Really?” I finally asked; stuttering a little as I thought I was going to break down choking or something. He nodded in response, and I twiddled my thumbs a little as I tried to word out my explanation of how I knew his real name; or even just his nickname.

“I-I...” I started, and he looked down at me slightly, waiting for what I was going to say. Heck, I didn’t even really know what I was going to say myself! It then occurred to me that I would have to tell him sooner or later, so I took a deep breath before continuing. Well, here goes nothing...

“I’m sorry G...-Party...” I quickly remembered to call him by his Killjoy name, and out of the corner of my eye I saw him blush a little. “The truth is... I secretly followed you and Kid when you guys were talking about something in private, and I just... Overheard you guys calling each other your own names... I mean; your real ones... And, I just...” I lowered my head in shame as the horrible blushing feeling returned; letting my hair flow over my face and in front of my slightly teary eyes before wrapping my arms around myself slightly. [i]What’s he going to think of me now?[/i]