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Paris Reacts to Nature is No Picnic Up Close

Akuma Class

After the past two weeks, with no TV or electronic devices, the class finally found a way to watch Total Drama Island. While on their usual walk at the shopping mall, they found a little restaurant that is called Addict Yourself. A restaurant that has every single electronic device the world has ever had. They even have DVRs for those who want to catch up on movies and episodes of their favorite shows that they might have missed. It was like they all had died and went to heaven. Adrien could never forget the time he and his friends watched the third episode of the show.

As they all got together to watch the third episode, they were shocked and surprised to learn about Lucy and the chained kunai debacle. When they hear about Lucy's family not doing technology, they are completely shocked. "Then what does she do for fun?" "Does she stare at the wall or something?" "How does she even talk to her friends?" "Why can't her family do technology like us?" Even Adrien couldn't believe that the Corleones don't do technology, he was even afraid to tell his father that.

When they finished the third episode and moved on to the fourth one, they were shocked and happy that Marinette was now a member of the MetaBetas. Even Adrien was proud of her. He was so proud that he wanted to tell the world that his friend was now a member of a popular idol group. Yet, they still can't get in touch with the girl. But they know that when she gets back, they will be happy to have her to show others how amazing she is. And hoping that she would drop on hurting Lila and they would all be friends again.

When they all got together, they were happy to see the show again as it now starts.

"Last time on Total Drama Island, a talent contest brought out the best and worst in our campers. It was awesome. And while Lucy and Marinette were occupied taking an urgent phone call, the Killer Bass struggled to find any talent on their team. And Bridgette's clumsiness pretty much knocked out their best prospect...Courtney. Gwen stood up to Heather for Marinette. So Heather swore to make both Gwen's and Marinette's lives miserable. Starting by stealing Marinette's diary. Then she tries to read it in front of the entire viewing world. But it then backfired when the box that holds Marinette's diary trapped her hand in the nick of time. Man, was that a close one." "You said it, Chris," Alya said, crossing her arms and smiling proudly at her friend's diary box. "Then Heather managed to save her butt by convincing the rest of the team to vote off Justin "McGorgeousness." Who will be the next one to walk off this lame dock? Find out tonight in the most dramatic marshmallow ceremony ever on Total Drama Island."

After watching the usual theme, they watch as Marinette and all of the other campers are in the campsite, and Chris tells them something. "Campers, today's challenge will test your outdoor survival skills. I'm not gonna lie to you, some of you may not come back alive. Just joking." he laughed. "It's not even funny." one of the Addict Yourself waiters said, walking past the teenagers. "All you have to do is spend one night in the woods. Everything you need is at your team's campsite in the forest. You just have to find it." Chris then tosses Lucy and Duncan a map and a compass for each of the two of them. "Oh, and watch out for bears. Lost a couple of interns in preproduction." the class's eyes widened when they heard that coming out of Chris's mouth. They were more shocked when they started to hear Lucy talk after, "I'm sure we'll keep that in mind," she said, looking unamused and handing Gwen the map and compass. "You sure are fearless all of a sudden," Gwen said, looking at Lucy surprised. "Well, you could say that this isn't the first time I was in the great outdoors," Lucy explained as she got her BerryPod and earphones out. Before any of the class can react and question where Lucy got the BerryPod, they see her confessional.

"I'd just like to thank my friend Angie for this BerryPod and earphones." Lucy said, holding a light purple sticky note that says in violet-purple pen, 'Just thought you might need it while at camp-Angie.' "Oh, that's where she got it from," Rose said, now understanding where Lucy got the BerryPod from. "I know I said my family doesn't do technology like everyone else, but there is one thing I miss doing back home, and that is listening to my music in my record player." "A what player?" "What the heck is a record player?" "How does she listen to music with a record player?"

"My favorite music I like to play is classical, all songs from the 1950s to the early 2000s. In other words, from 2000 to 2009." "What? What about the songs we have? Doesn't she like those too?" "Some 2010 songs I can tolerate, notice I said I only like some of them. I have reasons why." "That doesn't make any sense. What's wrong with the songs we have?" Anyway, I'm still grateful for Angie giving me this. Thanks, Ang. I owe you one." she said, waving at the camera to her friend. "Hope Marinette can bring Lucy with her when she gets back. That way, we can show her and her family what they're missing." Nino suggested. Alya and the others agreed, thinking it would be a great idea to help the Corleones see how wonderful life is with phones, laptops, and other stuff that would be very useful for them to have.

After that, they continue watching the show. "First team back for breakfast wins invincibility." Chris then blows his airhorn while some of the campers get up from their seats and start walking. "Well, off you go." "Did he say there are bears up in here?" asked Leshawna. "I had a little encounter with a bear once," said Owen. "Let's just say his head looks real nice up on my mantel." "Lucky," Kim commented. "Oh, this one time, I saw a bear eating our garbage. He had old spaghetti noodles hanging from his big, huge teeth, and it looked like blood and guts." Izzy explained. Most of the students and some of the people who walk past them look pretty shocked hearing that from Izzy. Some looked disgusted even. Juleka, on the other hand, looked amazed hearing that. "It was so gross. And we thought he was eating the neighbor's cat, Simba. But it turned out he was just lost for a week." Rose sighed in relief hearing that. Juleka smiled, even though she was amazed about the bear, but she was also glad that the cat was okay.

After that, the scene changed to the Screaming Gophers heading over to their campground. Marinette is walking with Lucy while she (Lucy) is already listening to some classical music played by Mozart on her BerryPod and earphones. "Man, that music sounds like unicorn barf!" Kim groaned in disgust, covering his ears. Nino nodded in agreement while looking disgusted. "What are you talking about? There's nothing bad about classical." a person said behind him. "There's EVERYTHING bad about classical!" Kim and Nino complained in unison. Adrien's heart starts to ache as he watches Trent walk with Marinette, and the two of them look happy.

They then watch as Heather scoffs and rubs her hand and wrist. "She is so the next one to leave." she said. "Who?" Beth asked. "Who do you think? She had her box trap my hand in front of everyone." "Uh, no. It closed and trapped your hand by itself to protect Marinette's secrets from you. Maybe you should've stuck to dancing instead of trying to read someone's private life out loud to the public." Alya said, crossing her arms and glaring at Heather. "Yeah, but you did almost read her diary out loud to the whole entire world. ALMOST." Gwen pointed. "That's what I've been saying!" Alya explained. But hearing that from Gwen made Heather stand her ground, making the other Screaming Gophers behind her stop. "So?" "So, that was pretty harsh," Gwen said, with Cody nodding in agreement. "Exactly! She's just as worse as Chloe!" Adrien was about to say something until Heather continued, "She is so going down," Before any of the students can react and say something, they watch as the scene changes to Trent and Marinette still walking to their location until they both hear a scream behind them. They turned to look back and saw Heather hiding behind Owen, shaking in fear. "Jeez, what scared her all of a sudden?" one of the waitresses said, looking at Heather oddly, then continued on walking to take people's orders.

"What's wrong?" Marinette asked. Heather tries to tell them while pointing at Lucy, but all that comes out of her mouth are sputters and stutters. However, when they all watch as the scene changes to Lucy, all they see is Lucy still walking and listening to Mozart. "Okay, seriously, I'm gonna puke if I hear another one of that unicorn barf." Kim complained. Nino nods in agreement. "Lucy isn't doing anything, Heather." Marinette and Trent then continue walking, catching up to Lucy.

Along with the rest of the Screaming Gophers following along with them. Heather was both shocked and in disbelief about none of the Screaming Gophers believing her when she saw what happened that might've involved Lucy. Seeing Heather's shocked expression made Adrien look back at the shocked faces of Marinette, Chloe, and Sabrina. He can never forget the time that he told Chloe and Sabrina the truth about Lila after Chloe demanded him to tell him why Marinette is in Total Drama. He was even upset that Chloe stopped talking to him. Chloe and Sabrina both. He just doesn't understand why people can't see that he's trying to make people see that lies don't hurt anyone and they should just let it all go.

After Heather's unexcusable confessional, the scene changes to the Screaming Gophers finally arriving at their campsite. When Owen pointed out that there were no food supplies, Lucy explained to him that the challenge was a survival task. "Lucy's right. Look at the instructions," said Trent. After a bit of watching the show, Heather explains while reading they're supposed to find their own food. "I don't see it," she said. "I think they mean in the woods, Heather," Marinette said, pointing at the words that were in small font in the instructions. "Leave the food finding to me," Lucy said loudly, getting out a fishnet and a spear. They all looked surprised, seeing that Lucy had a fear and fishnet. "Where did Lucy get those?" "Where did that girl get the spear and fishnet?" Leshawna asked, pointing to the two things in Lucy's hands. "She probably got them from Chris or Chef," Heather said, rolling up the map. They then watch Lucy's confessional. "Actually, they are my stuff one of my relatives gave me one summer," Lucy said, holding up an old photo of her tween self, holding the same spear and fishnet. "Like I said, it's not the first time I was in the great outdoors." "Wow, I never knew that Lucy was a pro of this." "She's so gonna win with the Screaming Gophers." two of the teen customers said, walking past the students.

They then watch as the scene changes to the Screaming Gophers's campsite already set, and they are all waiting for Lucy to come back. They then see the camera turning to a pizza guy, asking who ordered a pepperoni pizza with extra cheese. One of the cameramen then calls out to the pizza guy, saying, "It's for the camera crew, over here." "No way," Heather said in disbelief. "For once, I agree with Heather." Alix admits. Her friends all agreed with her. "Yeah, they could've at least order some for them too." "Well, this is a survival task. I don't think they mean we can't use any modern things like ordering food." Marinette said, with Trent and Gwen nodding in agreement. "Well, Marinette does make a point there." Adrien said, making Max, Ivan, and Mylene nod in agreement.

"Alright, I'm back," Lucy called out, with a fish in her spear and thirteen fish in her fishnet. "Oh. My. Gosh." one of the teenage girl customers at one table said, looking shocked, seeing Lucy had caught a lot of fish. The Akuma Class on the other hand, too looked shocked, yet surprised, amazed, and impressed with Lucy catching all of those fourteen fish.

After a while of watching the Killer Bass and the B.F.F.F.L's, the scene changes to the Screaming Gophers again, where they watch as they're cooking some of the fish Lucy caught. "Alright, fire's hot, fish is grilling, and we already got the tent set up." Lucy said as she looked at the tent, and Marinette looked at the fish. "Nice going, Lucy, fish looks awesome." "Thanks. I owe it all to my relatives back home." Lucy explained.

"Lucy must've got an amazing family back home." Adrien said, looking impressed, along with Nino nodding in agreement. "She's so lucky. Her family must be so cool teaching her cool things." Kim said, feeling a bit jealous. Alya nods in agreement, feeling a little bit more jealous than Kim is. Adrien tries to tell them that there's no need to be jealous about it until they hear Heather start asking something. "Hey, has anyone seen Crazy Girl?" she asked. "I think she had to use the can." Owen guessed. "But that was over an hour ago." Trent said. The Akuma Class looks to worry for the Screaming Gophers while they (the Screaming Gophers) are calling out Izzy's name. Just then, Owen notices the bushes rustling and heads over to it in relief.

"Good. I thought we lost you there for a minute, man," he said, walking over to the bush. But he then stopped when he saw that it was not Izzy. Instead, it was a bear that was growling. "Great Pyramid of Giza!" Owen screamed. The Akuma class and some of the other people in the restaurant looked shocked to see a bear on TV, growling at the Screaming Gophers. "AAH! WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE! WE'RE GONNA GET EATEN ALIVE BY A BEAR! OH, THE HORROR!" Owen screamed while running around in fear. As Owen continues screaming, Heather trips him, making him snap out of it. Heather then panics a bit and quickly tells the Screaming Gophers, "The trees! Climb into the trees!"

The scene then changes to Marinette and Lucy walking in the woods, calling out Izzy's name, and looking for her. The Akuma Class sighed in relief, knowing that Marinette was okay. They then watch as they walk into the Killer Bass's campsite. "Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to join us." Duncan said, crossing his arms. "Funny, Juvie," Lucy said. "Hey, have you guys seen Izzy?" "No, sorry, Lucy," Courtney said. "Man, that bambina is gonna put us six feet under. Thanks." but before Lucy and Marinette can continue with their search for Izzy, they both notice the rabbit in D.J.'s arms. "Where'd you find that?" she asked as she and Marinette sat down. Before the Akuma Class can react and D.J. can answer the question, an owl is heard, and Bridgette is startled by the sound. "It's okay, Bridgette. It's just an owl." Marinette said, comforting her. "Sorry, I just get really freaked out in the forest," Bridgette said. "Hey, if it's any consolation, sometimes nature is a wonder to behold." Before Rose and Mylene could agree with that fact, Lucy continued, "Well, not all the time, honestly," "Why? What's wrong with it?" Harold asked. Lucy crosses her arms, looking down, saying, "Well, it's kinda hard to explain, really." "Huh, I thought you said that it wasn't the first time you were in the great outdoors," Duncan said. "I did. But sometimes nature is, honestly, no picnic. Asides from being in one that is bear-country on one side of it, and dealing with..." The class, the people in the restaurant, Marinette, and the Killer Bass looked surprised seeing this new thing of Lucy. Lucy crossed her arms, held herself tightly, never letting herself go, looking down, not feeling comfortable continuing on, shaking as if she experienced something traumatizing, and her face looked like she was scarred for life.

"Jeez. Why did Duncan have to smart-mouth that?" "That punk should've kept his mouth shut." 'What happened, Lucy? Who hurt you?' Juleka thought, looking at Lucy with full-on sympathy for the shaken female idol.

Courtney then smacked Duncan on the head. "See what you did?! You're making her feel scared now!" she said angrily. Juleka crosses her arms, angrily glaring at Duncan. "Courtney, it's fine. It was just a nightmare I just had before I got into this show." Lucy said, snapping out of it. "I got a bit carried away reading old newspaper articles." "Old what articles?" Alya said, looking at Lucy, completely confused about what Lucy was talking about. "One of them was about a former country idol and a female idol from another genre. I guess I read that one too much that it gave me that nightmare, making me be the said female idol, being hunted down by that creepy former country idol..."

Lucy then pauses for a second, snapping her fingers while thinking of the name of the former country idol. "Ah, man, I forgot his name. It's kinda the same name as a bird. But I forgot what bird it was." Marinette, the Killer Bass, and the people in Addict Yourself understood that she was dealing with a nightmare, but Courtney and Juleka were still glaring at Duncan for making her remember the said nightmare. "You are so vile. Do your parents even like you?" Courtney asked, making Juleka quietly laugh at that burn. Adrien was about to say something to Courtney. Even though it is just an episode of a reality show in a different country, Duncan answered the burn question, saying, "I don't know, Gawky McShocker. I haven't asked them lately." Then, wolves start to howl, which startles Marinette into jumping into Duncan's arms in fear and looking scared, not aware of Duncan looking at her, then at Geoff, causing him to give Duncan a smile and a thumbs up. Seeing that started to somehow make Adrien jealous.

The scene then changes back to the Screaming Gophers' side, where everyone watches as the Screaming Gophers are all up on a tree, trying to get away from the bear. "So what do we do now?" Trent asked Heather. "Don't look at me," "It was your idea to climb the trees." Gwen recalled. "Well, why don't you ask the bear-hunting expert?" Heather suggested. "Hey, Owen, what now?" "How should I know?" Owen asked. "Dude, you said you killed a bear while we were walking." Leshawna said. "I was being thearitical." Owen admits. Heather then yells at him, saying, "This is all your fault. If you hadn't been growling like that, we never would've attracted him to our side." "Forgive me for living!" Owen exclaimed.

"Hey, ease up on the guy. He did help Lucy and Marinette set the campfire up for the fish." Trent said. "Wait a minute, where is Lucy and Marinette?" Gwen asked, causing the others to notice the two were missing. Heather then notices the bear next to their fish that is still at the campfire. "Hey! Lay off our fish!" Heather yelled at the bear. "It's probably already eaten, Izzy!" Lindsay cried. "Then is shouldn't be hungry anymore." Everyone looked at Heather in shock and disbelief. "What? This is Survival of the Fittest." she said. Suddenly, the tree branch Leshawna was on broke, causing her to fall and face the bear. Everyone gasped, looking shocked and scared for Leshawna. "Dear, Abby, she's going to die!" Owen cried.

After a bit of panicking and telling a scared Leshawna to run for her life, it was finally revealed to be Izzy, wearing a bear costume. "What are you? Some kind of weirdo?" Gwen asked as she and some of the other Screaming Gophers started glaring at Izzy. "I thought it would be funny." Izzy laughed. "How is any of THAT even funny?!" Alya yelled, making the rest of the people in Addict Yourself agree with her. Little did any of them know, Kim found it hilarious and started laughing without any of them knowing about him laughing about what they all saw.

After that, they watch as the scene changes to the Killer Bass campsite, where they, Lucy, and Marinette are all sleeping in their tent. After a bit, they watch as a bunch of bats start flying past Bridgette until one accidentally flies to her face, causing her to lose her balance and fall to the floor, causing a still-burning rock from the campfire to fly up, heading over to the tent. But before it can make contact with it, Lucy quickly catches it and tosses it back into the campfire. Everyone sighed in relief from that. Lucy then walks over to Bridgette, gently grabbing the bat off of Bridgette's face. "Come on, Vinnie Stoker, off the gal and head back with your pals," she said, letting the bat fly off. "Who's Vinnie Stoker?" "I don't know," "How the heck should I know?" they all then shrug and continue watching the show, seeing Lucy help Bridgette up.

"Thanks, Lucy." "Of course. It's what I'm here for." "Is your hand okay?" "Oh, it is. Slightly burnt a tiny bit. But other than that, it's fine, really." "Guess she does have experience with the great outdoors," Duncan said, crossing his arms impressed. "Of course, she does, punk-o," Juleka mumbled, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms. After that, they all headed back into their tent to rest, just in time before it started to rain.

After a while of watching the Screaming Gophers dealing with a real bear, it was finally the next morning, and everyone was awake and in pain on their backs. "Well, I think it's safe, guys. The bear's gone." Trent said. "And... the map," Gwen added, holding the map that seemed to be torn and dripping from last night's rain. "Hey, I don't know how raccoons sleep in trees, because I'm so stiff." Izzy says. "They must be really limber." Owen guessed while stretching. That was until Heather angrily walks to the two, telling them, "You know what, Crazy Girl? I don't want to hear another word from you or the "Bear Hunter" here. If you two hadn't been acting like bear bait all night, we could have actually slept in our tent." a bird that came out of the blue then started chirping, causing the three to yell 'shut it', making it fall to the ground.

After that, and seeing the B.F.F.F.L's running from the bear, they watch as the scene changes to the Killer Bass again. There, Adrien sees Marinette resting on Duncan, causing his heart to ache more than ever until she starts to wake up. "Morning, Sunshine." Marinette's eyes opened, and she finally realized that she was on top of Duncan. "Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!" Marinette gasped, quickly getting off of him, looking embarrassed. "Seriously? Cuddling Nettie like that? Not cool, Juvie." Lucy said, looking at Duncan unamused. Juleka too, looked at Duncan unamused while crossing her arms, shaking her head. "Hey, I was calmly lying on my back and trying to catch a few z's. She was snuggling up to me." "You are one heck of a beta-punk." "You tell him, Lucy." Juleka said. "I've been called worse." Lucy and Juleka both rolled their eyes, and Lucy started to walk out of the tent. "Come on, Nettie. We're leaving. Hope the gang found Izzy and they'll meet us at the campsite." Lucy said, with Marinette walking next to her. They all then watch Lucy's confessional.

"I am not trusting that Juvenile one bit whenever Nettie is with him. If he ever hurts a hair on that bambina, he will regret it." "Please do," Juleka said with a nod. After that, the scene then changes to the campsite, where Chris is moving the wood for the campfire for the next elimination ceremony until he turns to see Lucy and Marinette are the first two back for the Screaming Gophers' side. "Glad you two made it. You two can head back into the main lodge and help Chef out." "Sweet!" Lucy said, looking like she'd won a Platinum Record at the music awards. Marinette happily nodded, and the two headed over to the main lodge. 'Why is Lucy excited about making breakfast? I thought idols were supposed to be happy with performing on stage for fans. Not doing lame hobbies like making breakfast.' Alya thought to herself.

That was until she snaps out of it, seeing the Killer Bass, running into the scene. "We're the first ones back!" Courtney happily cheered. The Screaming Gophers then arrive as well. "Oh, no! They beat us here. This is all your fault!" yelled Heather. "Not so fast, Gopherinos," said Chris. "It seems the Killer Bass are missing a few fish." "Oh, you mean Katie and Sadie?" Courtney asked. "I'm pretty sure they got eaten by wolves last night." "Darn shame," said Duncan. That was until Katie and Sadie ran in, panting. "Way to jinx it, you two." Alix said, crossing her arms. "We made it." "We're safe! Oh, my gosh, guys, we got totally got lost and then got in this massive fight." "And there was this huge bear, and he was all, "Rawr! You're in my crib, so get out!"" "And we had to run, and it was, like, so scary." After a bit and seeing the two hug and make up, Courtney gets their attention, clearing her throat to them. "Are you two finished your little love fest?" she asked. The two nodded. "Good. Because thanks to you, we just lost the challenge!" "Wait, but what about Marinette and Lucy?" Lindsay asked. "Oh, those two got here too. They're just helping Chef in the kitchen making breakfast as we speak." Chris said, pointing to the main lodge. The Screaming Gophers sighed in relief, knowing that the two were okay and they didn't lose the challenge either. Chris continued. "All right, Killer Bass, one of your fishy butts is going home. Gophers, as the two are done helping Chef, you're going on an all-expense-paid trip to the Tuck Shop!" The Screaming Gophers cheered while the Killer Bass gasped and then glared at the duo.

"Man, Marinette's lucky. I would kill to have an all-expense-paid trip to the Tuck Shop." Kim whined, crossing his arms. "I wonder if there's a way to ask Chris to have us in the show too?"

After a bit, they watch the elimination ceremony begin. "You've all cast your votes. The camper who does not receive a marshmallow must immediately hit the Dock of Shame, grab the Boat of Losers, and get the heck out of here. And you can't come back. Ever...Now, I can see you're all tired, so tonight, I'll just throw them to you. Savvy?" Chris then starts to throw the marshmallows to the campers who are safe. "Courtney. Duncan. Bridgette. D.J.. Harold. Geoff. Tyler." Which then leaves Katie and Sadie. "Ladies. This is the final marshmallow of the evening...Sadie."

After a bit of watching the B.F.F.F.Ls say their heartbreaking goodbyes, the scene then changes to Lucy and Marinette, who are sitting on the steps of the Killer Bass cabin, reading another Stephanie Queen book and sketching designs on her sketchpad while Duncan walks over and sits down next to them. "Hey, Duncan," said Marinette. "What do you want?" Lucy asked, glaring at him and trying to continue reading her book. "I just want to say that I'm sorry I asked that question, making you remember that nightmare." "Hey, you're lucky I had my essential oils on me, or else I would've brutalitied you into a pulp." "Brutalitied?" "Brutal-what?" "Oh, it's slang my people and I usually use back then. Anyway, just know that I accept your apology." Lucy and Marinette then got up and headed over to the Screaming Gophers cabin for bed, not aware of Duncan looking at Marinette romantically. "She is so into me." Duncan says to himself while leaning back, still having the hook in his right hand, feeling the sharp point caused him to 'agh' in pain. 'Hmph. Serves you right.' Juleka thought, smirking triumphantly.

After the show was over, they all headed home. All agreed to meet back at Addict Yourself to watch the next episode. And agree to have a discussion about having Marinette bring Lucy and her family to Paris so they can show them what they are missing technology-wise, and Alya can get her viewers back by having an idol be on her blog. Adrien, on the other hand, plans to make sure that when everything goes well, everything will finally go his way. Even getting his miraculous back and getting the poser heroine out of his spotlight.

Celebrities + Friends and Family (+ ??? & ???)

It was another weekend for all of the celebrities, friends, and families in Paris, France. They are all getting together, getting ready to watch the new episode of Total Drama, wanting to see what Marinette is going to do in the next challenge.

When they all settled down, they got their hors d'oeuvres and drinks and started to watch the show as it is now on.

"Last time on Total Drama Island, a talent contest brought out the best and worst in our campers. It was awesome. And while Lucy and Marinette were occupied taking an urgent phone call, the Killer Bass struggled to find any talent on their team. And Bridgette's clumsiness pretty much knocked out their best prospect...Courtney. Gwen stood up to Heather for Marinette. So Heather swore to make both Gwen's and Marinette's lives miserable. Starting by stealing Marinette's diary. Then she tries to read it in front of the entire viewing world. But it then backfired when the box that holds Marinette's diary trapped her hand in the nick of time. Man, was that a close one." "You said it, Chris." Jagged said, raising his soda cup up, along with everyone agreeing with him. "Then Heather managed to save her butt by convincing the rest of the team to vote off Justin "McGorgeousness." Who will be the next one to walk off this lame dock? Find out tonight in the most dramatic marshmallow ceremony ever on Total Drama Island."

After they watch the usual theme, they watch the show, showing them Marinette and the campers are all at the campsite, listening to what Chris has to say. "Campers, today's challenge will test your outdoor survival skills. I'm not gonna lie to you, some of you may not come back alive. Just joking." he laughed. Some look confused, some look uncertain, some look uneasy, and some chuckle, thinking that Chris was actually kidding. "Uhm, exactly, how is that even funny?" Aeon asked, looking confused. "I am not sure, but I feel like McLean needs to work on his sense of humor." Kagami commented with her mother nodding in agreement with a hum. Chris continued, "All you have to do is spend one night in the woods. Everything you need is at your team's campsite in the forest. You just have to find it." Chris then tosses Lucy and Duncan a map and a compass for each of the two of them. "Oh, and watch out for bears. Lost a couple of interns in preproduction." "I'm sure we'll keep that in mind," Lucy said, handing Gwen the map and compass. Everyone looked surprised, seeing the unamused look on Lucy's face.

"You sure are fearless all of a sudden," Gwen said, looking surprised as well. "Well, you could say that this isn't the first time I was in the great outdoors," Lucy explained as she got her BerryPod and earphones out. Before anybody can react and ask where and how Lucy got a BerryPod and earphones. "I'd just like to thank my friend Angie for this BerryPod and earphones." Lucy said, holding a light purple sticky note that says in violet-purple pen, 'Just thought you might need it while at camp-Angie.' "Oh, that's where she got it from, okay." "Well, that was very nice of Angie to give Lucy something." "Yeah, but I'm still a bit confused as to why she gave it to her." "I know I said my family doesn't do technology like everyone else, but there is one thing I miss doing back home, and that is listening to my music in my record player." "Oh, that's why." "That makes perfect sense." "I get it now." "My favorite music I like to play is classical, all songs from the 1950s to the early 2000s. In other words, from 2000 to 2009. Some 2010 songs I can tolerate, notice I said I only like some of them. I have reasons why." "No judgment here." "Hey, it's her choice. No one's stopping her there." "That is true. I don't see what's wrong with her choice of music." "Truthfully, I'm with her. I'm used to some songs, but not all of them." "I, as well. But personally, I prefer the old songs than the ones on the radio." "Me too." "Well, we're all entitled to our own opinion." "Very true." "Anyway, I'm still grateful for Angie giving me this. Thanks, Ang. I owe you one." she said, waving at the camera to her friend. "It was so nice of Miss Maleficent to give the Madame Hatter something she needs." "That's for sure."

They all then continue watching the show. "First team back for breakfast wins invincibility." Chris then blows his airhorn while some of the campers get up from their seats and start walking. "Well, off you go." "Did he say there are bears up in here?" asked Leshawna. "I had a little encounter with a bear once." said Owen. "Let's just say his head looks real nice up on my mantel." "Yeah, sure you did have him up on a mantel, Owen." One of the wunderkind actors said with sarcasm in their tone while crossing their arms.

"Oh, this one time, I saw a bear eating our garbage. He had old spaghetti noodles hanging from his big, huge teeth, and it looked like blood and guts." Izzy explained. "And possibly some moldy spots along with it," Lucy muttered, sticking her tongue in disgust while Marinette quietly giggled from that. Some people laughed and chuckled at that as well. "It was so gross. And we thought he was eating the neighbor's cat Simba. But it turned out he was just lost for a week." "Better the cat alive than dead." Lucy muttered again, with Marinette nodding in agreement. "Oh, that's right. Lucy's a full-on cat person. Well, she likes dogs too. And birds. And hamsters. And guinea pigs. Well, actually, she likes all animals that are adorable in her eyes." one of the teen bloggers said. "How do you know that?" Manon asked with full curiosity in her eyes. "Oh, Lucy confirmed it herself at a talk show once with the rest of the MetaBetas. It's still on the internet, and there's still the episode of the interview to prove it, too." "Oh, okay."

They watch as the scene changes to the Screaming Gophers walking on their way to the location of their campsite. Trent then caught up to Marinette. "Hey, Marinette, wait up. Can I walk with you?" "Sure. I don't mind at all." Marinette said to him. Trent smiled as the two walked together while Lucy, who was listening to her music, was just more focused on walking and listening to her said music. Everyone found out that Lucy was listening to classical music, starting with Mozart. "Ah, Mozart's Don Giovanni. A true classic." one of the female conductors said, with full satisfaction hearing slightly of the song in Lucy's earphones. Just then, their smiles faded when they watched Heather scoff. "She is so the next one to leave," she said. "Who?" Beth asked. "Who do you think? She had her box trap my hand in front of everyone." "Yeah, but you did almost read her diary out loud to the entire world. ALMOST." Gwen pointed out. "EXACTLY! She had it coming." One of the teenage debate champions scolded, with everyone agreeing with her. Hearing that from Gwen made Heather stand her ground and make the others behind her stop. "So?" "So, that was pretty harsh," Gwen said, with Cody nodding in agreement. "You tell her, Gwen!"

"She is going down," said Heather. Before any of Marinette's friends can say anything to defend Marinette, they watch as the scene changes to Trent and Marinette still walking to their location until they both hear a scream behind them. They turned to look back and saw Heather hiding behind Owen, shaking in fear. "Jeez, what scared her all of a sudden?" Jessica said, looking at Heather as if she had grown another head. "What's wrong?" Marinette asked. Heather tries to tell them while pointing at Lucy, but all that comes out of her mouth are sputters and stutters. However, when they all watch as the scene changes to Lucy, all they see is Lucy still walking and listening to Mozart. "Why is she pointing to Lucy? All she's doing is listening to Don Giovanni." one of the teen classical historians said, looking at the other teen celebrities around her as they all shrugged, muttering out an 'I don't know' or an 'I have no idea'. "Lucy isn't doing anything, Heather." Marinette and Trent then continue walking, catching up to Lucy. Along with the rest of the Screaming Gophers following along with them. Heather was both shocked and in disbelief about none of the Screaming Gophers believing her when she saw what happened that might've involved Lucy.

After watching Heather's confessional, the scene changes to the Screaming Gophers finally arriving at their campsite. When Owen pointed out that there were no food supplies, Lucy explained to him that the challenge was a survival task. "Lucy's right. Look at the instructions," said Trent. After a bit of watching the show, Heather explains while reading, they're supposed to find their own food. "I don't see it," she said. "I think they mean in the woods, Heather," Marinette said, pointing at the words that were in small font in the instructions. "Leave the food finding to me," Lucy said loudly, getting out a fishnet and a spear. They all looked surprised, seeing that Lucy had a fear and fishnet. "Where did Madame Hatter get those?" "Where did that girl get the spear and fishnet?" Leshawna asked, pointing to the two things in Lucy's hands. "She probably got them from Chris or Chef," Heather said, rolling up the map. They then watch Lucy's confessional. "Actually, they are my stuff one of my relatives gave me one summer," Lucy said, holding up an old photo of her tween self, holding the same spear and fishnet. "Like I said, it's not the first time I was in the great outdoors." "Huh. Well, that's smart of her." "She and Marinette are definitely going to win this one for the Screaming Gophers."

After that, they watch as the Screaming Gophers are already done setting up their campsite, waiting for Lucy to come back. After watching the Screaming Gophers look disbelieved about the camera crew ordering pizza. Marinette reminds them that they're doing a survival task, and Lucy calls out, saying she's back. They all see her come back with a fish in her spear and thirteen fish in her fishnet. Everyone looked amazed and impressed with Lucy catching a lot of fish for the team. "Atta girl, Madame Hatter. Atta girl." one of the famous travelers said, crossing their arms proudly.

After a little while of watching the Killer Bass and the B.F.F.F.Ls, they watch as the Screaming Gophers cook the fish Lucy caught. "Alright, fire's hot, fish is grilling, and we already got the tent set up." Lucy said as she looked at the tent, and Marinette looked at the fish. "Nice going, Lucy, fish looks awesome." "Thanks. I owe it all to my relatives back home." Lucy explained. "They must be very proud of you, Lucy." one of the intern journalists says, feeling proud of Lucy. That was until Heather started to notice something was not right. "Hey, has anyone seen Crazy Girl?" she asked. "I think she had to use the can." Owen guessed. "But that was over an hour ago." Trent said. "Well that isn't good." one of the servants said, pouring some soda in one of the children's cups. As the Screaming Gophers are calling Izzy's name, looking for her, Lucy and Marinette started walking, looking for Izzy. That was until Owen noticed the bushes rustling and headed over there, looking relieved."Good. I thought we lost you there for a minute, man," he said, walking over to the bush. But he then stopped when he saw that it was not Izzy. Instead, it was a bear that was growling. "Great Pyramid of Giza!" Owen screamed. Everyone looked shocked to see a bear on TV, growling at the Screaming Gophers. "AAH! WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE! WE'RE GONNA GET EATEN ALIVE BY A BEAR! OH, THE HORROR!" Owen screamed while running around in fear. As Owen continues screaming, Heather trips him, making him snap out of it. Heather then panics a bit and quickly tells the Screaming Gophers, "The trees! Climb into the trees!"

The scene then changes to Marinette and Lucy walking in the woods, calling out Izzy's name, and looking for her. Everyone sighed in relief, knowing that Marinette was okay. They then watch as they walk into the Killer Bass's campsite. "Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to join us." Duncan said, crossing his arms. "Funny, Juvie," Lucy said. "Hey, have you guys seen Izzy?" "No, sorry, Lucy," Courtney said. "Man, that bambina is gonna put us six feet under. Thanks." but before Lucy and Marinette can continue with their search for Izzy, they both notice the rabbit in D.J.'s arms. "Where'd you find that?" she asked as she and Marinette sat down. Everyone chuckled, knowing that Lucy was always a sucker for animals. Before D.J. can answer her question, an owl is heard, and Bridgette is startled by the sound. "It's okay, Bridgette. It's just an owl." Marinette said, comforting her. "Sorry, I just get really freaked out in the forest," Bridgette said. "Hey, if it's any consolation, sometimes nature is a wonder to behold. Well, not all the time, honestly," "Why? What's wrong with it?" Harold asked. Lucy crosses her arms, looking down, saying, "Well, it's kinda hard to explain, really." "Huh, I thought you said that it wasn't the first time you were in the great outdoors," Duncan said. "I did. But sometimes nature is, honestly, no picnic. Asides from being in one that is bear-country on one side of it, and dealing with..." Everyone looked as surprised as the Killer Bass were when they all saw this new side of Lucy. Lucy crossed her arms, held herself tightly, never letting herself go, looking down, not feeling comfortable continuing on, shaking as if she experienced something traumatizing, and her face looked like she was scarred for life. "What the heck, Duncan?!" "He should've kept it to himself, the rotten punk!" 'What happened, Lucy? Who hurt you?' Luke thought, looking at Lucy with sympathy for the female idol.

Courtney then smacked Duncan on the head. "See what you did? You're making her feel scared now!" she said angrily. Marinette's friends were either crossing their arms, glaring at Duncan, or both. "Courtney, it's fine. It was just a nightmare I just had before I got into this show." Lucy said, snapping out of it. "I got a bit carried away reading old newspaper articles. One of them was about a former country idol and a female idol from another genre. I guess I read that one too much that it gave me that nightmare, making me be the said female idol, being hunted down by that creepy former country idol..." Lucy then pauses for a second, snapping her fingers while thinking of the name of the former country idol. "Ah, man, I forgot his name. It's kinda the same name as a bird. But I forgot what bird it was." Everyone and the Killer Bass now understood that Lucy was dealing with a nightmare, but Luka knew that there must've been something else that even Lucy didn't know about. However, asides from Luka believing that there was something else, the rest of Marinette's friends and Courtney were still glaring at Duncan for making Lucy remember the said nightmare.

After a while of watching the show, watching that the Screaming Gophers were actually facing Izzy, dressed in a bear costume, they watched as Lucy and Marinette were sleeping in the Killer Bass's tent for the night. Everyone knows that they are since it is already getting dark for them to head back to their tent on time, so it is very understandable. They watch as Bridgette has a bat flying at her face, causing her to lose her balance and fall, causing a still-burning rock to fly over to the Killer Bass's tent. Before it can make contact with the tent, a hand catches it right on time, making everyone relieved that the Killer Bass's tent didn't burn down accidentally from Bridgette. The camera then shows that it was Lucy who caught the still-burning rock. Everyone looked surprised to see Lucy not reacting to the still-burning rock in her hand. After Lucy puts it back into the still-burning fire, she walks over to Bridgette, getting the bat off of her face, saying, "Come on, Vinnie Stoker, off the gal, and head back with your pals." "Mom, who's Vinnie Stoker?" "Oh, he's a..." as Nadja explains to her daughter who Vinnie Stoker is, everyone still watches as Lucy now helps Bridgette back up.

"Thanks, Lucy." "Of course. It's what I'm here for." "Is your hand okay?" "Oh, it is. Slightly burnt a tiny bit. But other than that, it's fine, really." "Guess she does have experience with the great outdoors," Duncan said, crossing his arms impressed. "Of course, she does, punk." Aurore said, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms, still glaring at Duncan. Lucy, Marinette, and the rest of the Killer Bass then head back into the tent to rest, just in time before it starts to rain.

After a while of watching the Screaming Gophers deal with an actual bear, it was finally the next morning. After watching Heather accuse Owen and Izzy and watching the girly-duo, Sadie and Katie face the same bear the Screaming Gophers dealt with, running away from the said bear after, the scene changes to the Killer Bass again.

Everyone looked surprised to see Marinette resting on Duncan. But they quickly stopped and thought, realizing that it must've been the deep sleep getting to her and the other campers. Which would make sense since that happened to some of them from time to time. They then watch as Marinette, Lucy, and the rest of the Killer Bass start to wake up. "Morning, sunshine." Marinette's eyes opened, and she finally realized that she was on top of Duncan. "Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!" Marinette gasped, quickly getting off of him, looking embarrassed. "Seriously? Cuddling Nettie like that? Not cool, Juvie." Lucy said, looking at Duncan unamused. Some of Marinette's friends agreed with Lucy, crossing their arms and looking unamused.

"You tell him, Lucy." Jessica said with Aeon and Zoe agreeing with her while Tomoe and Kagami both shook their heads at Duncan. "Hey, I was calmly lying on my back and trying to catch a few z's. She was snuggling up to me." "You are one heck of a beta-punk." "You tell it, Lucy." Fei said, with Aurore and Mirelle agreeing with her and Lucy. "I've been called worse." Lucy and some of Marinette's friends (and some feminist teens and celebrities) rolled their eyes, and Lucy started to walk out of the tent. "Come on, Nettie. We're leaving. Hope the gang found Izzy and they'll meet us at the campsite." Lucy said, with Marinette walking out of the tent with her. They all then watch Lucy's confessional.

"I am not trusting that Juvenile one bit whenever Nettie is with him. If he ever hurts a hair on that bambina, he will regret it." "Please do," one of the feminist motivational speakers, Kagami and Luka, said in unison with a single nod, along with Jagged, Penny, Clara, and Marinette's family and friends agreeing with the three. The scene then changes to the campsite, where Chris is moving the wood for the campfire until he turns to see Lucy and Marinette are the first two back for the Screaming Gophers' side.

"Glad you two made it. You two can head back into the main lodge and help Chef out." "Sweet!" Lucy said, looking like she'd won a Platinum Record at the music awards. Marinette happily nodded, and the two headed over to the main lodge. Everyone smiled, knowing that Lucy had loved to cook since she was a child and that Marinette was happy to help from time to time. They are also okay if she doesn't want to and respect her decisions. They then watch as the Killer Bass arrive. "We're the first ones back!" Courtney happily cheered. They then watch as the Screaming Gophers arrive. "Oh, no! They beat us here. This is all your fault!" yelled Heather. "Not so fast, Gopherinos," said Chris. "It seems the Killer Bass are missing a few fish." "Oh, you mean Katie and Sadie?" Courtney asked. "I'm pretty sure they got eaten by wolves last night." "Darn shame," said Duncan. That was until Katie and Sadie ran in, panting. "Those two jinx it." one of the popular astrology influencers said logically, and then looked down at her phone, posting tomorrow's zodiac posts. "We made it." "We're safe! Oh, my gosh, guys, we got totally got lost and then got in this massive fight." "And there was this huge bear, and he was all, "Rawr! You're in my crib, so get out!"" "And we had to run, and it was, like, so scary." After a bit and seeing the two hug and make up, Courtney gets their attention, clearing her throat to them. "Are you two finished your little love fest?" she asked. The two nodded. "Good. Because thanks to you, we just lost the challenge!" "Wait, but what about Marinette and Lucy?" Lindsay asked. "Oh, those two got here too. They're just helping Chef in the kitchen making breakfast as we speak." Chris said, pointing to the main lodge. The Screaming Gophers sighed in relief, knowing that the two were okay and they didn't lose the challenge either. Chris continued. "All right, Killer Bass, one of your fishy butts is going home. Gophers, as the two are done helping Chef, you're going on an all-expense-paid trip to the Tuck Shop!" The Screaming Gophers cheered while the Killer Bass gasped and then glared at the duo.

After that and seeing the Screaming Gophers celebrate their victory, they watch the elimination ceremony begin. "You've all cast your votes. The camper who does not receive a marshmallow must immediately hit the Dock of Shame, grab the Boat of Losers, and get the heck out of here. And you can't come back. Ever...Now, I can see you're all tired, so tonight, I'll just throw them to you. Savvy?" Chris then starts to throw the marshmallows to the campers who are safe. "Courtney. Duncan. Bridgette. D.J.. Harold. Geoff. Tyler." Which then leaves Katie and Sadie. "Ladies. This is the final marshmallow of the evening...Sadie."

Meanwhile, in another location, there is nowhere that no one is even aware of...

"Of course. I will let him know. Thank you." the person on the phone then hung up. The person then watches the episode, the second person taped, and they both watch as Lucy forgives Duncan's apology for bringing up the so-called 'Former Country Idol Chase Nightmare' debacle. "Hey, you're lucky I had my essential oils on me, or else I would've brutalitied you into a pulp." "She's still using the same slang from back then." the first person said. "She is." the second one said. The second one then turned to the first person. "Any luck?" they asked. "They said they will let the four know and see what they will do." the second person smiled. "Perfect."

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Sin never tasted so...

Chapter 9 - Nasty little thing

A TXT Yeonjun Fanfiction from Mrs. Choi-Park

CEO/non-idol/dom/bully!Yeonjun! / Confident/sub/named/fem!Reader!

Previous Chapter:

[...] I quickly ran after him and without thinking about it, grabbed his hand, which he still had outstretched towards me.

Yeonjun looked at me a little surprised when I caught up with him. Only when he slowly closed his hand around mine I realized why he looked at me so surprised.

I looked down at our joined hands in shock.

Warnings under the cut

Warnings: sex, sex language, kissing, Different positions, daddy Yeonjun, Quicky, explicit explanation, naked touching?- I dont know, what else😅MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Please remember that I fully respect the privacy of all K-Pop Idols and that this is just a fantasy. It's not my intention to harm anyone! (I've been a MOA since March 2023)

“Oh sorry, that was a reflex.” I said before opening my hand. However, Yeonjun didn't let go of me.

“Do you really think you have to apologize for that? Don’t forget that we already had a lot more physical contact.” Yeonjun said when I looked at him again. He wasn't entirely wrong, but holding hands seemed a bit too cheesy...right? Yeonjun looked away again as warmth rose to my cheeks.

That seemed to embarrass me more than I thought. It was a kinda weird feeling holding hands with him. But it also felt…I don't know…childish good?

Yeonjun led me to a broadly built man in his mid-40s who was standing in front of a door where I could hear music behind.

Yeonjun picked out his phone, typed something on it and showed it to the man. They exchanged a few friendly words in which Yeonjun didn't let go of my hand.

It didn't toke long before the man opened the door behind him and invited us in.

Yeonjun pulled me through the door and down a small hallway that was dimly lit. The next door he opened let the loud bass become present. I recognized a lot of people who were already dancing extensively. Yeonjun pulled me into the rather large hall, as if he'd know this club for centuries.

The dance floor was full and flooded with changing light, while three steps led to a brighter level with sofas and tables. There was also a huge bar here with lots of people working behind it. I liked the music straight away, I was actually a huge K-Pop fan but I couldn't really relate the song to anyone. Yeonjun led me through the party guests standing in front of the bar to one of the sofas where three young men were sitting. As one of the boys looked up, Yeonjun let go of my hand.

“Taehyun! You’ve outdone yourself again.” Yeonjun greeted the young man with Chocolate brown hair, black T-shirt with white and red writing and a silver chain, who then stood up with a smile. The two hit each other's hands before hugging each other shortly. The other two young men had also stood up and greeted Yeonjun, while my gaze shifted to the man whose name appeared to be Taehyun.

He smiled warmly at me. His smile was incredibly inviting, so I couldn't help but smile too and give a slight bow. As I looked up the young man seemed to want to say something, but…

“Taehyun-Sumi, Sumi-Taehyun. And this is Soobin and Beomgyu.” Yeonjun said, putting an arm around Taehyun's shoulders and pointing at the other boys while saying their names. The two boys next to Yeonjun also smiled at me and slightly bowed. Wow, the three of them were quite huge...and to be honest, really handsome. The biggest one, who seemed to be Soobin, had such full and fluffy black hair that my eyes were stuck on them for a moment.

Hopefully not to obviously.

“Where is Huening?” Yeonjun asked Taehyun afterwards and pulled my view back to him. I had no Idea who Yeonjun meant. But I'll probably find out soon enough.

“He is on his way. Do you two want to drink something?" Taehyun gave in response and then looked back at me.

“I wouldn’t mind.” I said and Yeonjun also nodded in agreement. He let go of Taehyun and came towards me. “I'll be right back." Taehyun said to the other two as he followed Yeonjun. The boys made their way through the crowd and I just followed them to the bar.

When we got to the bar I looked at the menu hanging on the wall above the bar. There were a surprising number of drinks there, so I tried to get an overview of what was on the list for my taste.

Before I could even choose one drink, Taehyun, who was standing in front of me, turned to me.

"The first soju shot is on me.” He said with a smile on his lips and handed me a small glass that appeared to have soju in it.

Yeonjun also turned back to me. All three of us had a small glass in our hands.

"Well then cheers for a good night!" Yeonjun cheered and hold his glass a little upwards. His gaze was on me and the corners of his mouth pointed upwards.

I smiled at him briefly before I raised my glass too and looked at Taehyun, who was already starting. Yeonjun and I followed his example.

I loved soju, it was alcohol where you didn't have to worry about it burning your throat. The soju even tasted like strawberries.

I licked my lips as the glass was empty and I lowered it again.

Taehyun quickly took the little thing out of my hand and turned to the bar.

However, Yeonjun remained turned towards me, which drew my eyes to him. He just looked at me. Not a muscle in his face twitched.

"What is it?” I asked and Yeonjun took a step towards me. I instinctively leaned my head back as he got a little too close.

I promptly felt his fingers under my jacket on my bare waist.

"It’s warm in here.” He simply murmured before his hands slid to my shoulders to remove the jacket, his eyes following his movement. I quickly grabbed his forearms as his fingers began to tickle me.

"It's fine, I know how to take off a jacket." I joked and pulled his hands away from me, which made the corners of Yeonjun's mouth turn down briefly. In fact, he didn't do anything about it and lowered his hands before I took off my jacket.

"Here!" A voice said before I looked up and saw a beer can held against Yeonjun's chest. Taehyun was holding a beer can himself as Yeonjun toke the can that Taehyun had clutched to his chest.

Shortly afterwards, Taehyun's eyes flew to me. He looked me over and his eyes stayed on my jacket in my arms.

"Come on, I'll show you where the cloakroom is." He said and his big eyes wandered back up to me before he looked at Yeonjun.

"And you take care of that horniness!" He warned and I burst out laughing, which I quickly covered with my hand. Yeonjun looked at Taehyun in surprise, but before he could respond, Taehyun ran to me, grabbed my upper arm and pulled me with him.

I just stumbled after him through the crowd. When Taehyun noticed that I was following him, he let go of my arm. On the dance floor level, the bass seemed to vibrate clearly into my body. The green, red and blue lasers made the dancing crowd become one as I followed Taehyun to the edge of the crowd.

My gaze was transfixed on the crowd and the need to join them grew within me.

Luckily, I averted my gaze from the crowd before I could walk into a counter where Taehyun had stopped.

A nice young woman with a nose piercing smiled at me and held out her hands for my jacket, which I immediately handed to her. She handed me a small blue chip with a number on it and disappeared with my jacket into a room as the music behind me got even better.

I put the chip in the butt pocket of my jeans and turned around as the crowd started cheering and jumping up and down wildly.

"Where do you come from?" I heard a voice in my ear as the lights became a danger of epileptics. I looked to my right where Taehyun was standing, who seemed to have asked the question.

"From South Korea…” I answer after leaning towards him a little. Taehyun started to laugh briefly.

"Yes, I know it’s hard to believe, but my parents moved here from Germany before I was born.” I gave him a second answer. And Taehyun started nodding with his mouth open.

"Okay, that explains a lot." He called out to me before he started moving and I quickly followed.

“How do you know Yeonjun?” He asked further as I caught up to him.

"Oh...long story, let's just say we've known each other for a long time, didn't always get along well, but recently he became much nicer.” I said and Taehyun looked at me with a small laugh.

We arrived at the steps that led back to the bar area when Taehyun spoke up again: "Yes, you have to know how to deal with Yeonjun, but he's really okay."

I just smiled as I stopped at the bar again. At least I still haven't had a drink, yet.

"Would you like me to tell you something?” Taehyun asked, apparently noticing that I had stopped.

"What?" I asked as my gaze shifted from the drink menu back to him. Taehyun took a sip from his beer can and then raised his index finger.

"If you want him to be after you, make him jealous. Always works." Taehyun said and I raised an eyebrow.

"Yeonjun has already dragged a lot of girls to my parties and I found out something...", he came a little closer to me, "...he likes to be kept on his toes. He gets bored easily, so you have to play that card every now and then.”

“Make him jealous?” I asked and Taehyun leaned back with a nod.

Hm actually, what he said didn't sound that unusual. The statement fit Yeonjun.

"Maybe you are right." I said and let my eyes wander back to the drink menu.

"I've known him for 5 years, you can believe me." Taehyun said and I looked at him in surprise. For 5 years? Then how come I've never seen Taehyun around Yeonjun before?

"Yes...I believe you. But how do I make him jealous?" I asked and Taehyun looked away as if he what thinking.

"Talk to everyone at the party except him... mostly with boys." Taehyun said with a grin on his lips. I had to laugh before I looked away from him again.

Not a bad idea at all.

I had already discovered that I liked teasing Yeonjun.

"Are you already taken to dance?" I asked and looked back at Taehyun, who was taking another sip from his can.

"I? No not today...why?” He asked after he swallowed.

I nodded: "Want to dance?"

Taehyun's eyes widened slightly.

Otherwise I wouldn't have asked anyone so quickly if they wanted to dance with me, but Taehyun's thought sounded really tempting. I also felt like he was a nice young man I could trust. So why not?

"Uh...yeah why not, it's for a good cause." He said with a smile and I started to nod. "Cool, thanks." I replied before choosing a fruity cocktail and ordering.

After placing my drink on the table Yeonjun, Soobin and Beomgyu were sitting on. I definitely wouldn't take a glass to the dance floor with me. My heart began to beat faster knowing what I was up to. Yeonjun sat on the couch, between Soobin and another young man with dyed blonde hair.

It turned out that this was the Huening that Yeonjun had mentioned earlier.

While Taehyun greeted his newly arrived friend, my gaze was fixed on Yeonjun, who apparently didn't even notice that I was staring at him.

"Make sure your gaze doesn't eat him up straight away.” I heard a voice right next to me and I jumped.

A little surprised, I recognized Beomgyu next to me. When did he get up?

"Oh no...I-”

"Come on, stop it, I saw your look clearly.” He said with a laugh in his voice.

I looked at him a little overwhelmed. Was it that obvious?

“It's ok, we've all done it before." He said and gave me a slight push with his elbow.

I raised an eyebrow: "Oh...so you did with Yeon-"

"Oh no, no!", a laugh on his part interrupted his statement, "I didn't mean that...I meant that everyone has eaten someone up with their eyes. In my case, young women. Not Yeonjun.”

I bit back a laugh as I looked back at Yeonjun and noticed Taehyun pointing to the dance floor. Immediately afterwards, Yeonjun's gaze shifted to me.

He seemed to make a move to get up, but Taehyun motioned for him to stay seated. In fact, Yeonjun did as his gaze shifted to him again.

"I may have been a little rude. I mean, I haven't introduced myself before." I heard Beomgyu next to me again. My gaze went back to him and I saw him stretch out a hand towards me.

Instinctively I grabbed it and Beomgyu began to smile wider: "Choi Beomgyu. Nice to meet you."

But instead of shaking my hand, he pulled it up to his lips and gave me a small kiss on the hand, which more than surprised me. Before either of us could continue talking, I saw a hand fly to Beomgyu's neck. He immediately hunched his shoulders and grimaced. A look next to him told me that the hand belonged to Taehyun.

"Flirt later buddy! Didn't you want to get a drink?!" Taehyun said to Beomgyu and seemed to...massage him...unfortunately, Beomgyu didn't seem to like that at all.

"Yes, yes! Stop it!" He protested, letting go of my hand.

Taehyun playfully hit his friend twice on the spot he had just kneaded firmly.

Taehyun's eyes flew to me as Beomgyu rubbed the spot with a grumble and turned around to go to the bar. "Wanna go?" He asked, raising the crook of his arm as if motioning for me to hook into his arm. A little unsure whether I should really complete my plan, I took a step closer to Taehyun and then hesitantly put my hand through his arm. He immediately placed his free hand on mine and pulled me along. I stumbled after him, glancing over my shoulder to see if Yeonjun was even aware of what was happening right now.

Surprisingly, his eyes were on me and we made direct eye contact. It didn't seem like he was confused nor angry, more like he was a little surprised.

I smiled at him and shrugged briefly before the crowd broke our eye contact.

"Five minutes...then I guarantee you he'll be standing next to us." Taehyun said as we ran down the stairs.

I bit my lip.

Oh dear...now it felt like a bad idea. Should I really risk making Yeonjun jealous? I mean what if he gets really mad at me?

However, that thought disappeared when Taehyun led me to the middle of the dance floor. It was at least 2°C warmer here, the sweating bodies that barely left any room to dance, the incredibly inviting music... were somehow electrifying.

"Just have fun!" I heard Taehyun call out, taking my hand from the crook of his arm and pulling it up so that I had no other chance than to turn around. I started to smile.

When I was standing properly again we started laughing almost at the same time and then the music took a hold of me. I closed my eyes and joined in the fun.

Yeonjun POV

I didn't really pay attention to what Hueningkai said to me anymore. We had been talking for a few weeks about what would be a good ending to the manhwa he was drawing. He had told me earlier that he had a good ending and wanted to send it to me soon so that me and my parents could publish it. Soobin had joined our conversation a while ago, which only made my ears go more deaf. I had other things on my mind than work.

Taehyun was probably just trying to be nice, but the fact that he was dancing with Sumi seemed to bother me a bit too much.

From the couch I was sitting on I didn't really have a view of the dance floor, which made me tingle inside.

Taehyun just wants to be nice...trust him...he won't mess with Sumi. Besides, I should trust Sumi too...right?

I raised my beer can again and... surprisingly drank the last sip.

“Yeonjun-hyung?” I heard Soobin say my name, which brought me out of my pondering. I looked at him.

"Everything OK? You seem to be somewhere else right now." He asked and I scooted back up a bit.

"Yes sorry. I don't think I'm up to... work right now." I admitted and looked apologetically at Hueningkai. He smiled crookedly at me and put a hand on my shoulder.

“You’re right Hyung. We can always work later.” He said and stood up.

“I feel like dancing, does anyone wanna come with me?” He asked as he stood and surprisingly I got to my feet quicker than I thought.

Kai looked at me with wide eyes.

"Yes! Good idea!” I said before I straightened my sweater and walked around the table in front of us.

My curiosity was killing me. I really wanted to see what Sumi and Taehyun were doing. Not that they're doing anything...I...dman!

Without waiting for the boys, I ran forward to the railing on the second level. I scan the wildly dancing crowd. The changing, dim lights made it difficult to recognize anyone. However, that just made me more uneasy...what if they weren't on the dance floor, but somewhere else...

I was nibbling on my bottom lip when I felt a hand on my back.

A look at my left side revealed Soobin.

"Here, we can't just leave it like that." He said and handed me Sumis cocktail glass, which she had only taken two sips of. I took the glass from him.

"Do you see her?" He continued to ask, as if he had figured out why I was standing here. My eyes wandered back to the dance floor: "No..."

"Then let's look for these two." Soobin said and his hand fell from my back and he left my side. I followed him as I couldn't really make out Sumi nor Taehyun. At the bottom of the small staircase, Kai stood with Beomgyu, who had apparently picked up someone at the bar.

I didn't give anyone a second glance as I tried to adjust my eyes to the light here.

Before I even took two breaths I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked to my side and saw Soobin pointing at something in the crowd. I followed his gesture and actually recognized Taehyun's head in the middle of the crowd.

I raised Sumi's glass over everyone's head before starting to pick my way through the crowd. I didn't really care that I was being pushed from all sides, I just wanted to get to Taehyun, who hopefully still had an eye on Sumi. With little difficulty I made it to Taehyun, who I put a hand on his shoulder to announce myself.

Taehyun turned to me, revealing Sumi, who was actually still with him. Luckily with as little physical contact to him as possible.

Taehyun started smiling widely while Sumi didn't seem to realize I was here. The lights around us became hectic as the music built tension as Taehyun leaned towards me.

"She's really great!" He called out to me and my eyes went to him.

What had he just said?

Finally, Taehyun grabbed my hand and raised it in the air as the music reached its climax and the crowd began jumping up and down wildly.

However, I was afraid of spilling the drink on anyone, so I quickly took it down to my stomach level.

Now Sumi opened her eyes for the first time and laughed at Taehyun before her gaze switched to me and she started cheering.

Wow...she really seemed to be having fun.

"GUYS!!!" A loud voice shouted through the speakers as the crowd finished jumping. Sumi turned around and Taehyun let go of my hand as everyone turned to the DJ.

"Are you having fun?!" He shouted and the crowd began to scream. I had to laugh as Sumi put her hands around her mouth to scream even louder.

"Then I want you to sing along now! You all know the song!!!" The DJ shouted and a famous Stray Kids song started playing.

"Your turn!" I heard Taehyun call out as he grabbed my wrist and pulled it towards Sumi. My fingertips quickly touched Sumi's bare, damp waist and my eyes widened on their own as Taehyun grabbed Sumi's glass from me and took a sip before turning around and leaving.

However, I don't really pay any attention to him anymore as my fingers wrap around Sumis waist.

A quick look from Sumi over her shoulder didn't change the fact that she continued dancing. The flickering lights that suddenly made her form seem so unreal made me fuzzy as I stepped closer to her.

I had to lick my lips as I placed my second hand on her hip as well.

But before I could make a second move, Sumi grabbed my hands and removed them from her body. She alternately lifted them up and down and I had to laugh as she put her back into my chest and I suddenly heard her singing along.

"Do you have fun?" I asked in her ear so she could hear me over the music.

"Yessssss!" She exclaimed, turning to me.

"Took you a long time to get here." She exclaimed over the music, wrapping her arms around my shoulders as I placed my hands on her hips again.

"You wanted me to come?" I asked back, before her gaze briefly wandered to the ceiling and she pressed her lips together.

"I always want you to come." She said as her fingers scratched the back of my neck and slid into my hair. This move let go a shiver down my spine.

I raised an eyebrow. The ambiguity of her statement was all too present. But before I could respond, she pulled my head down and pressed her lips to mine.

My eyes widened, somewhat surprised.

Shit, the colorful, flickering light around us somehow made the moment so different... so unreal, like a fuzzy dream.

As quickly as her lips had come, they left just as quickly.

Sumi licked her so damn sensually lips, which she had parted out of breath.

"I like Taehyun."

I had to laugh: "That's not really what I want to hear after a kiss."

"He's really nice. Where is he?" She asked before she turned to all sides.

I pulled her hips closer to me, which made her eyes wander back into mine.

"Is this important? I'm here now."

Sumi grinned at me and then stuck her tongue out at me: "Then dance Playboy."

After that sentence, she placed her hands on mine and began rotating her hips.

Oh dear, it seemed like she had already had a lot of alcohol. Which was not true at all...she just had two sips of a rather strong cocktail and one soju shot.

But I did as she said, which made Sumi start laughing. My heart started beating faster, it was a really nice feeling to see her so happy.

After the fourth song, Sumi said she needed a break, so we squeezed through the crowd again, to the stairs where the boys were standing, partly chatting, partly dancing. There was also significantly more space for it here.

Hueningkai seemed to be the only one who noticed us, as Beomgyu was with the girl he had brought from the bar, smooching on the sideline and Soobin was deep in conversation with Taehyun.

“Finished already?” Kai asked and Sumi actually stopped. I had hoped to follow Beomgyu's example and go to one of the sofas upstairs...but Sumi seemed to have other plans.

"First of all. We haven't really been introduced yet. I'm Jung Sumi." I heard her say to Kai, who in turn smiled broadly at her and bowed briefly.

"I'm Hueningkai, nice to meet you." His eyes wandered to me.

"Are you two..."

"No." Sumi interrupted Kai's words before he even finished speaking. I looked at her in surprise, the same way as Kai.

"I wasn't even fin-"

“Are we in a relationship?” Sumi continued to ask and my eyes widened on their own as Sumi looked briefly at me and then back at Hueningkai.

"No, we are not."

While I was staring at Sumi, Kai said something that I couldn't understand at all...or not wanted to understand.

Of course...we hadn't sorted it out yet, and I believed that sex alone wouldn't let us be together...yet a very strange cramping feeling developed within me.

The feeling increased throughout the evening. Sumi started talking to my friends more and less to me. The club was getting busier and hotter with every hour. The music increasingly electrified the room and the three beers and probably ten soju shots, that Soobin and Beomgyu had repeatedly persuaded me to drink, began to pop into my head. Sumi stood at the bar with Hueningkai. They had probably been talking for a good hour now.

It wasn't that I didn't think it was good that they got along, but the constant laughter and touching that didn't just come from Kai, seemed to make me so fuzzy that I felt anger rising within me.

Soobin was sitting next to me on the couch, talking to two girls who had sat down next to us about 10 minutes ago. Taehyun had disappeared without a trace a while ago and Beomgyu was on the dance floor with his acquaintance while my eyes were glued to Sumi.

Her words spun in my head like an out-of-control merry-go-round.

Of course we weren't together, but we weren't strangers either. She couldn't just take the right to flirt with Hueningkai. After all, she was my companion, and not that of a certain Blondie who happened to be standing with her at the bar for an hour.

I clenched my teeth as Kai placed his hand on her bare waist and the two of them leaned over the bar to call out a new order to a bartender. My hands clenched into fists as the anger inside me continued to boil, because Kai didn't take his hand back, even when they leaned back.

Maybe it was the alcohol that increased my anger and made me stand up and walk towards the two. Kais hand on Sumi's waist definitely didn't belong there!

''Hey!'' I identified myself when I reached the two of them. Their eyes went to me and, luckily Kai's hand fell from Sumi's waist.

''Oh hey, buddy? Do you want something to drink too?" Kai greeted me, which I answered with a look that could have killed.

Kai's eyebrows rose of their own accord.

"Seems like you guys are getting along well." I hissed, teeth still half clenched. My eyes went to Sumi who smiled broadly at me. She didn't seem to notice what was boiling inside me.

''Oh yeah! Kai is great. We were just talking about the fact that we both happen to have German roots.'' Sumi said and put a hand on Kai's forearm, which made my heartbeat quicken. Kai started to laugh and it made me even more confused that Sumi's eyes didn't return to me, but lingered on Kai.

Before I could even think about it I grabbed Sumi's hand that was touching Kai and pulled herself closer to me, which seemed to surprise her.

''Can I speak to you in private for a moment?!'' I hissed at Sumi. Her big green eyes looked at my face in shock. But before she could give me an answer, I pulled her with me. Away from Kai, away from the bar.

''Yeonjun...wait-I-ah sorry sorry!'' I heard Sumi behind me as I pulled her through the crowd. The apology obviously wasn't directed at me, more to the people she pushed because I was absentmindedly dragging her along.

I pulled her down the small staircase to the dancing crowd and finally stopped and turned to her.

''Are you doing this on purpose?'' I asked and Sumi's eyes widened.

''Did I do something?!'' she asked and I couldn't help but laugh. I placed my hands on her bare waist and pulled her close to me.

''You know what I mean!'' I growled, leaning towards her ear, ''Only my hands are allowed to touch you!''

Sumi POV

''Only my hands are allowed to touch you!'' Yeonjun whispered in my ear and I had to swallow.

Had I got it? Had I made him jealous? I bit my bottom lip as Yeonjun leaned back and we made eye contact. His eyes were sharp and his body heat was beyond warm. I remembered Taehyun's words, which seemed to make more and more sense to me as the day went on.

Make him jealous!

So I decided to test my limits a little more.

''Who says that?'' I asked and Yeonjun raised his eyebrows.

''Kai was just looking out for me, unlike you who disappeared all evening long.''

Yeonjun's hands pinched my waist hard in response.

''Are you blaming me now?! You could have sat with me too!'' he growled. His anger is now clearly audible. I felt like I was walking on eggshells. I knew that I wasn't allowed to test the limit like that, but somehow my faster-beating heart told me otherwise.

''I won't sit still at a party... Grandpa!'' I said and I saw something in Yeonjun's face switching, almost heard the clicking in his head.

Shortly afterwards a hard slap on my bottom, which actually hurt a little too much.

''I'm warning you!'' he growled, coming dangerously close to my face. I immediately placed my hands against his chest.

''If you go on like this, I have no choice but to correct your behavior!" he said, just loud enough for me to hear him over the music. There was something buzzing in his eyes that didn't make me doubt that he was serious.

My fingers gripped the material on his chest as I briefly looked down. I clearly noticed that the limit had been reached. If I continued to speak I was afraid of risking Yeonjun hating me again.

''You know...maybe that's exactly what I want.'' I said and looked up at him again.

Yeonjun studied my face when my eyes fell on those full lips that I would now only love to feel all over my body. The dark blue flickering light around us was hypnotic.

''Fuck!'' Yeonjun let out before he threw his lips on mine.

It didn't take three seconds before he stuck his tongue between my lips and I was only too welcome to allow him entry.

The kiss was a mess. He kissed me like he was starving. Crazy about me and willing to give me what I've wanted from him for the last three days. Even if it was messy, the kiss burned my whole body.

His hands went to my butt, which he clawed at as if it were the last thing keeping him alive.

As I ran my hands up his neck and into his hair. I clung to it as if it were my last lifeline, too.

However, the people around us who kept dancing at me always brought me back to reality just as I was about to lose myself.

Yeonjun didn't seem to mind the people, but he seemed to notice that it bothered me, so he pulled away from me.

''Come with me!'' he asked me and released my hands from his hair. Shortly afterwards he turned around, but still had one of my hands firmly in his grasp.

I didn't know where he was taking me, but I knew exactly that I wanted him as quickly as possible.

He led me to the small separate area of the toilets. I no longer noticed what was happening to our left and right as Yeonjun led me past the public toilets. He stopped in front of a door that had Staff standing on it. The door was locked with a number combination, but Yeonjun seemed to know the combination. When the door burst open, he pulled me in and immediately slammed the door shut. The pink light above a mirror, dimly illuminating the room, was inviting. I barely had time to scan the room before Yeonjun pushed me against the closed door. Both of his forearms braced next to my head as he pressed his lips to mine again.

The alcohol we both consumed only seemed to drive us wilder, hungrier for more, crazier for the touches we so frantically exchanged.

The clothes on both of our bodies suddenly become so useless.

Yeonjun's leather vest and his stupid thick sweater were taken off in a split second. His hands were just eager for my skin after he pulled his sweater over his head with my help. My hands cupped his face and pulled his lips back to mine. His were quickly under my crop top, which he easily pulled up and left hanging over my bra. When his lips began to pepper my neck with kisses and bites, I lost myself.

The feeling of heat, of eager desire, the closeness to him, like the last hope in a sea of despair.

''Be quiet, you don't want people to hear your sweet noises, right?'' Yeonjun mumbled into my neck. His hot breath is irresistibly sensual.

His fingers did quick work with my jeans, which were actually quite tight.

He pulled them down to my ankles as my eyes wandered down to him.

Fuck! This moment was something completely different than anything else with him before. Hotter, wilder, faster. There was no time to be completely absorbed in a feeling. The sheer mass of feelings passing by like an express train made me impatient and wanting to feel more.

Yeonjun gave me a quick smile before he started kissing my inner thighs. I've never was as wet as quickly as I was right now.

I wrapped my fingers in his hair and a slightly louder moan escaped me as his lips kissed my still pantie covered clit.

''Yeonjun!'' I started, pulling his head back. His eyes seemed to take a moment to see me properly.

''I know you want me so...fuck me!'' I said.

I felt high, impatient for more, but at the same time so good I couldn't put it in words.

Yeonjun didn't hesitate, stood in front of me again and connected our lips again in a hungry kiss.

He was quick to pull his pants down so far that his half hard boner sprung free. One of my legs was also quickly raised and I felt his tip press against my clothed entrance. Yeonjun pulled away from me and let his forehead fall against mine. My hands slid over his biceps, over his shoulders, down his toned chest as he pushed my underwear aside. Pretty quickly his tip entered me, taking my breath away.

With no preparation, the stretch was almost painful as he pushed deeper, eliciting slightly louder moans from both of us.

''Shit Sumi! So good!'’ Yeonjun murmured in my ear as he was deep inside me, giving me a moment to adjust to his size. I noticed that Yeonjun wasn't as hard as usual, probably due to the speed of our actions.

''Don't show me any mercy!'' I moaned back into his ear, when I noticed my excitement running down my legs. Yeonjun then grumbled something incomprehensible and started to move.

Long and slow at first, but as my hands slid back up his chest around his shoulders. His head was pressed against the door next to mine. His quickened breathing, wafting oh so sensually against my ear, was like fuel to the fire within me.

His second hand, which wasn't holding my leg, moved my hips as he pleased. In the rhythm of his fast thrusts.

Suddenly I felt his teeth on my neck and I slapped my hand over my mouth to cover my loud bursts of horniness. The sounds threatened to crawl from within me like demons that I had suppressed my entire life.

I quickly felt my climax building up deep inside me.

''You take me so fucking good – ah – pussy´s made for me!'' Yeonjun whispered in my ear as he licked the spot he had bitten. I felt him getting harder inside me, which finally let him touch my G-spot.

My eyes rolled back as I felt my saliva flowing from the corner of my mouth as my climax seemed within reach.

''So good, Yeonjun!'' I moaned and I felt Yeonjun lean back and, to my dismay…he stopped.

''Do you think you deserve to cum already?!" He asked and tears welled up in my eyes as he pulled out of me.

''Turn around!'' he ordered and I looked at him with wide eyes. Suddenly he took my jaw in one hand and squeezed my cheeks.

''I'll show you how a grandpa fucks!" he growled and I had to swallow because his fingers were squeezing a little too hard. I immediately felt bad for calling him grandpa before.

When he let go of me, I immediately turned around and pressed my cheek against the door, I braced my hands next to my head as I slid further down, stretching my butt to Yeonjun.

A slap on my butt cheek made me jump before I felt Yeonjun's warm chest on my back.

''You were a bad girl!' he whispered in my ear and soon took it between his teeth before his hands slid around my waist.

''Say it! Say you were a bad girl!'' he growled as one of his hands covered my twitching pussy.

''Mh- Yeonjun!'' I moaned and his chest disappeared from my back.

''Say it!'' Yeonjun growled, which he accompanied with another slap on my ass.

His other hand over my helplessly pleading pussy drove me crazy. ''I...was a bad girl!'' I mumbled and finally Yeonjun's fingers parted and circled my clit without actually touching it. I thought I was losing my mind.

''I was a bad girl! And I deserve to be punished, so give it to me daddy!" I groaned, hoping that Yeonjun would finally stop teasing me.

I heard a dark laugh behind me.

''Are you that horny?'' Yeonjun asked as he finally paid attention to my clit.

''YES! So much! I want you!'' I moaned. Where this dirty talk came from was a mystery to me, but it seemed to be working when I felt Yeonjun's tip inside me again. However, he immediately pulled out of me again, which made me whimper.

''So honest...say clearly what you want." Yeonjun growled, his finger still playing with my clit.

''You! Want you! Inside me!'' I moaned and finally Yeonjun deepened himself inside me with one quick movement.

''Moan my name, little one!'' Yeonjun grumbled and I really lost my mind when he started moving. Deep, rough pushes that felt like they reached my brain.

''Show everyone out there that there's only one person who can really fuck you right!" Yeonjun groaned and I felt his chest against my back again, which only made him go deeper.

In addition to his breathtaking rhythm, he continued to play with my clit, making my knees weak.

''Yeonjun-ah fuck, Yeonjun-ngh, YEONJUUUUN!'’ again and again his name escaped me like a mantra, with moans that shook my body like an earthquake.

There it was again. The rapidly building climax that pushed through my stomach like a beast unleashed.

''Fuck...I'm about to cum!'' Yeonjun growled and I wanted to tell him the same thing, but my brain had become so mush that I couldn't form sentences anymore.

But I was sure he noticed because we both started twitching like crazy.

A circular motion of his finger on my sensitive bundle of nerves and a deep oh so good thrust and I came. I came hard, realizing how tight I squeezed him and how hard my heart was pounding. Three more thrusts and I also felt Yeonjun cum, deep inside me. Warm long shots.

I only saw stars around me. Flickering lights alternated these and a tingling sensation throughout my whole body.

Shit! Orgasms with Yeonjun were in a different league.

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i-cant-believe-its-not-silk · 7 months ago

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So I saw this music review of popular Queens of the stone age album '...Like Clockwork' and I don't remember the guy's name but I do know he was bald and had glasses and his favorite song on the album wasn't 'Vampyre of Time and Memories'

Like the fuck?????

Is this man being silly right now?!?!?!

His least favorite song was fucking 'keep your eyes peeled' wich is like the best fucking song ever

"The bass line was uninspired"

My sibling in Allah that baseline rattled my skull so hard I became non binary

My brother in Christ you are being silly and occasionally funny

Silly funny

Funny silly

That base line you found so bland tasted like gravel being poured down my throat

Like a wasteland colored in red and yellow

It sounded like if a chainsaw chain smoked

How are you not seeing this

Could I be emotionally attached to this entire album and maybe that song in particular?

Absolutely that is definitely the case

But also

God dammit those lyrics go so fucking hard

Keep your eyes peeled was the song that got me into song writing / poetry in the first place

This fucking album. Is so fucking good I could never put it into enough words for anyone to understand truly

Let's not forget about 'vampyre of time and memories'

If songs were waterfalls that rained down blood and emotions

This is the waterfall I'd drown in

This song atleast according to my interpretation is about depression and how it sucks the life out of you. Much like a vampyre of time and memories

Back when I was still a Christian this song was literally my life, it was the log I clung to in the midst of an ocean of trying to justify a loving god committing genocide or really even existing in a world like this.

Whenever I prayed I felt nothing but my own loneliness staring back at me asking me why I felt no love.

If God is so good then why does he let you go through these emotions

I almost can't fathom how I made it through boarding school like that

Waking up everyday wondering what the fucking point was

Because everything on earth was terrible and I just wanted to go to heaven allready

Why ever bother getting out of bed if I'm just gonna lay back down In 16 hours

Thoughts like those of course where of the devil

Because Christians couldn't be depressed when they had Jesus

So instead of letting myself feel anything god forbid (literally)

I listened to '...Like Clockwork' and by extension 'vampyre of time and memories' instead

Told myself I just found the song to be an interesting look into the world of people not feeling loved by Jesus

When in hindsight it was probably more like my fucking lifeline

The '...Like Clockwork' album has always been my favorite piece of art vibing out to 'My god is the sun'

Or hyperfixating on 'smooth sailing' for a month straight I always had a reason to come back

But 'Vampyre of time and memories' will always hold a special place in my heart

Because it was there when I felt no love

#I just remembered the guy was called Anthony Fantano #music #queens of the stone age #like clockwork #vampyre of time and memories #long post #music review #I hold no contempt towards Anthony Fantano i just disagree with his opnion a smidge #i mean he even gave the album a good review #But he was also wrong about it in someways i've decided #i am emotionally attached to this opinion fite me #epic opinion #hilarious #album review #kinda #more like a counter rewiew #whagever #post over go home

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disinvited-guest · 5 years ago

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3/9/2020 Detroit

The venue staff were much better for this show, primarily because they were able to chill out just a little. I’m not sure if they had gotten a sense of how harmless tmbg fans were from the night before, or if Flans, who had seemed a bit peeved at how uptight they were, gave someone an earful. Either way, they still were a bit strict about some things, but much more relaxed than they had been.

As with the previous night, I was able to hear all of the soundcheck while waiting in line in the bar. They were practicing a bunch of songs I hadn’t yet heard on the tour, all of which they did play during the show. I heard Authenticity Trip, Memo to Human Resources, Number 3, and Man It’s So Loud In Here, and I just got more excited for each and every one. The soundcheck changed to just individuals trying different things out for a while, and then that stopped and they started soundchecking With the Dark.

The rest of the wait was relatively uneventful, and soon we were let inside. To change things up, I found a spot squarely in front of the drum riser. I think the security fence was set slightly closer to the stage than it had been the day before, but the added distance actually worked to my advantage today, as I could see more of the other side of the stage. I always forget how much I enjoy shows from this side of the stage until I actually get there. It’s different from over on the larger side of the stage, but that just makes it another type of wonderful.

Once again, the first set was the same Flood set from the last several nights, so the recap of the first set will be slightly shortened. I have a few general notes before I begin. Fresh was wearing neon doce socks, and once again had his hair in pigtails. This show was the first since Milwaukee where Dan was able to get through the first set without switching to his backup guitar. Marty was absolutely on fire the whole set. There were also a series of cold breezes coming from multiple directions towards the end of the set.

Coming onstage, Linnell was doing his wavy-armed walk to get up to his keyboard. During The Might Be Giants, Flans was apparently having a problem with his guitar, and desperately trying to get the crew’s attention while singing. Eventually, towards the end of the song, he started singing “John Carter look at me” in place of the actual lyrics (the repeated “they might be giants” at the song’s conclusion). It must have worked, because Flans stopped wildly gesturing offstage after that.

After We Want a Rock, Linnell took the task of welcoming us to the show, before Flans made it up to the mic to tell everyone that it was an exciting day for him, “If you came to the show last night, you’ll notice that I just got a haircut.” He called it one of the few perks of staying in the same city for two nights before launching into a detailed account of the event.

Apparently, his barber asked him what he was doing in town, “and, reluctantly, I told her the truth.” He then told us that usually he lies, and that when a cab driver sees his guitar case and asks if he’s in a band he tells them “Yes, I’m in Fountains of Wayne.”

He continued, saying that he has a “whole fanfiction thing going on” to explain why he doesn’t show up in photographs.

“When it turns out the cabbie is a Fountains of Wayne fan who’s like ‘I didn't see you on the album cover’” Linnell interjected.

“Yeah,” Flans agreed. “I’m just covering my tracks for the inevitable Google Search after.”

Getting back to his haircut story, Flans said “I told this woman I was in a band. She did not ask me the name of the band but she did tell me the entire plot of the movie Queen.”

This got a huge laugh from the crowd, but Flans wasn’t done yet telling us his story. The plot of the movie “lasted just about the entire haircut length. Which was great. I’ve gotta see that movie.”

He then moved to to explain the setup of the show, telling us they had put two songs from Flood in the second set “so that the friends that you dragged here will stick around.”

When Flans asked Linnell about his day, Linnell replied promptly “I’ve just been goofing off.” He then told us that every other time they come to Detroit, he checks up on the city, and this time he found a lot more “boutique-y” stores downtown “and we’ve been informed that that is both good and horrible.” He concluded that he was “excited and disgusted” to see how Detroit comes along.

Flans told us that they were “standing in judgement” from 450 miles away. Linnell agreed, but said the crowd was welcome to judge New York as well.“

But only from 450 miles,” Flans told him. “Those are the rules.”

Introducing the next song, Linnell told us it was off the Flood album, and that it was probably the second shortest song on the album.

“No spoilers, John!” Flans interrupted.

“No?” Linnell continued “And here’s another spoiler: it contains unlicensed samples. OOOH!”

“Now I beg you to shut up!”

“You guys ready for this?” Linnell asked, and they launched into Minimum Wage.

I think it was during Particle Man that Danny, backing up towards the drum riser while playing, bumped into it and sat down with a bit of a thump. He stayed sitting there for a few measures before he got up again.

After Hearing Aid, Flans came up to the mic and, without preamble, told us “So, then Queen fired their manager, and they had the opportunity to do Live Aid. Which changed everything for them. Because they rehearsed.”

Moving on to introducing the next song, Flans repeated his preamble from the day before about playing songs backwards, then told us they were embarking into uncharted territory “where the entertainment value is very low,” and that he hoped that our “thresholds of pleasure are set very finely tonight.”

He explained that they weren’t just flipping the chart, but playing what the sound recording backwards would sound like. “So if one was to reverse the live performance in front of you right now-if you could do that-it would reproduce the actual song, incredibly effectively. If you could do that. But you can’t, so we’re just gonna tell you that.”

He concluded “We’re not sure why we’re doing this, but we practiced it, and we’re committed to it, so we’re going to play it.”

He then introduced the members of the band individually. We were asked to scream for Marty, and then for Danny, who Flans pointed out especially to the ladies. He introduced Dan as “on the electric guitar, with his eyes glued to the chart he made himself.” While we cheered for Dan, Danny lifted his bass and pointed the neck of it at Dan as Flans continued “perhaps the finest electric guitarist in They Might Be Giants.”

“This song is called… Well it doesn’t really have a title,” Flans told us, and they started Stilloob. Maybe it was that they were getting more confident with it, but I do believe that this was their best performance yet!

Afterwards, Linnell responded to the crowd’s applause by saying thoughtfully “We should get you guys applaud before we play it, if we’re doing this correctly.”

“That was really the best applause that song has gotten thus far,” Flans decided. “You are really on the vanguard.” He then predicted that in the future, when all songs are backwards, Stilloob will be seen as the ‘Rock Around The Clock’ of the movement. He then imitated a person form the future explaining their musical tastes “I’m not into songs, man. I’m into songs that are played in reverse. I like digital, I like CD’s. I like the sound of CD’s in reverse. It’s got digital harshness, that’s what I like.”

Someone in the crowd shouted something, and Flans answered back that “I want to hear every word you’re saying, but part of me is saying we should resist that.”

Linnell introduced the next song as being the fastest sung in their entire repertoire (Letterbox), and Flans agreed, saying that they had officially entered the “stunt part of the program: stunt songs.”

After Lucky Ball and Chain, Flans admitted he was curious how many people had been to the show the night before. Finding one person who had been he said directly to them “I just want to tell you that the second set is almost completely different. But this part is music under glass. We’re gonna tell the Queen jokes…”

“As you know,” Linnell continued when Flans trailed off, “we’re doing the exact same raps, including what I’m saying right now. As we said last night.”

“I’m getting my hair cut every day,” Flans agreed.

Apparently this reminded Flans of their conversation from the start of the set, because he asked Linnell if he really hadn’t gone to a museum or something that day.

Linnell responded that he really had just goofed off but “A mystical thing happened to me.” He then explained that he had a can of Faygo “my very first can of Faygo.” This got laughs and cheers from the crowd, and Linnell responded “I know. I can feel the clown makeup just starting to grow on my face.”

He tried to continue with his story, but Flans had gone upstage and grabbed a can of Faygo that had been sitting there, which he was now holding up, causing the crowd to start cheering once again. He started to say something about it, but Linnell interrupted him “Let me finish the story, before you start in with your jokes.”

“It’s taking too long, John,” Flans argued, “It’s taking too long.”

Linnell replied “Alright. Let’s just play the next song, forget it. Nevermind. It wasn’t that interesting anyway.” The crowd reacted instantly, demanding the rest of the story, so Linnell finally got his chance to continue. He had set the can of Faygo on a table and fallen asleep, then “I was awoken by the sound of it falling to the floor, but it was still upright. And I thought, ‘I don't’ know what just happened, but there’s something special about this beverage.’”

“Do you think it was the ghost of Insane Clown Posse?” Flans asked, finally free to ‘start in with his jokes’, “Reaching out from before the grave?”

Linnell responded that, from what he knew, ICP wasn’t reluctant to spill Faygo so that didn’t seem likely. Someone in the audience asked him what flavor it was, and he responded that it was Root Beer.

This got some cheers and a lot of shouted responses from the crowd. Flans, trying to get things back on track, seemed slightly annoyed by the shouts, and responded sarcastically “please, talk amongst yourselves for a little while.”

They played Hot Cha, then brought the topic right back to Faygo, with Linnell announcing “Hot Cha, ladies and gentlemen, sponsored by Faygo Root Beer.”

“I always thought that Fayo was like a cocktail put together by the Insane Clown Posse,” Flans admitted, once again holding his can of the stuff. “Then when I saw this I was like ‘Man, they are ripping them off!’ Lawsuit!”

He put the can down and then continued “But I guess it’s just… they really like soda.”

That, apparently, was the wrong thing to say in Detroit. A few people in the crowd cried out “Pop!” “It’s pop!” Other members of the crowd took up the cry, until the room buzzed with it.

Nobody on the stage had any clue what was going on, but realized the crowd was upset. Flans tried to smooth things over, obviously confused “Understand...understand…”

“We are on the outside of this discussion,” Linnell chimed in, coming to his aid. “You guys know what it is…”

Flans, inspired, thought that the anger might be some sort of defense of ICP. “I just want to make it clear,” he said, in a misdirected attempt to smooth things over, “that we are down with the clown.”

This got a laugh from the crowd, and a visibly relieved Flans continued “After that whole FBI thing, I was nervous they didn’t have enough representation.”

That might have been the end of the Beverage Wars, but a few determined people in the crowd started up the “Pop!” cry again, with a few people even beginning to chant it.

Flans, interrupted once again, looked out over the crowd and determined “It seems like fights are breaking out in the audience now, John.”

This stirred up the crowd even more. Flans tried again to calm the crowd while still not sure what they were angry about “Guys, guys, guys…”

He was interrupted by Linnell, who had finally grasped what was going on, “Okay, okay, I get it!” He explained to Flans “They say pop, we say soda. It’s a different language.” As soon as Linnell said the word ‘pop’ emphasizing the final ‘p’ as if it was completely foreign to him, a huge cheer rose from the crowd.

Flans immediately turned this new information into a joking lecture on the cultural differences “We’re from New York City, that means we’re gonna get on stage late. That’s the way it works! People are different, everybody’s got their own thing.” This was all said in an overly-patient voice. “We would change, if we knew how to.”

Linnell, who seemed genuinely amused, chimed in with his thickest Boston accent “But you’ll be cryin’ when we’re havin’ our victory party later on.”

This got laughs from the crowd and Flans cracked a smile, replying in the same voice “At Boston Garden!”

“That’s right!”

“When I put my thumb in my eye.”

Linnell responded with a stadium-organ style scale from his keyboard. There was a beat and both looked a shade embarrassed. Eventually Linnell, recovering, said “Alright, here we go. Another song,” and started them into Women and Men. Linnell switched the words shipwreck and beachhead, singing them in the other’s place.

After Someone Keeps Moving My Chair, Flans stepped up with the picture disk in hand and asked Saul for a “big white spotlight you can throw on me.” He told us he had forgotten to do this yesterday, but was reminded by their new t-shirt person and he promised us that if we bought the picture disk “you could make your money back on ebay right away.”

“We have been asked on social media if it’s true that picture disks don’t sound as good as regular vinyl records,” Flans continued. “And my first thought to write back is like ‘well what do you want it to sound like?’” He admitted that picture disks didn’t sound quite as good but “they have PICTURES on them, which is I think the larger point.” He then introduced the zoetrope on the back, saying they had sweetened the pot with it and promised us “a beautiful visual effect that will remind you of psychedelic drugs.” He concluded by promising that this was “the best sounding zoetrope you will ever see.”

After Whistling In the Dark, Linnell stopped them from moving on because “I just have something to say about that last song.” He told us all that they do a lot of Flood songs slightly different from how they are on the record, and “I was reminded on this song that we completely changed where the big smash sound happens, ‘cause I saw someone in the audience doing it where it happens on the RECORD, and I was like ‘Oh NO! Eugh, no!’”

He then assured us that the live version was the correct one “We did it wrong on the record, and now we’re doing it the right way.”

Flans chimed in with his own observations on the live version of the song, saying that playing familiar songs “at less 4-cup-of-coffee-in-the-studio tempos” gives him “the distinct impression that people just think we’re tired. But there’s no explaining it.” He then did his best impression of the part of the song in question “But it goes ‘Whistling in the dark BOMP, whistling in the dark-”

“It should do that, yeah,” Linnell interrupted.

“It’s a more musical way of doing it, that’s our best explanation” Flans continued.

This reminded Flans of the difference between the album and live versions of another Flood song. Without telling us the title of the song, he explained that they had left out a verse when recording and “didn’t have enough juice, or whatever the term is, to tell the producer people, like ‘we have to redo it.’” Explaining that he sang the missing verse in the live version of the song, he told us that during shows “People will be singing along and then when it gets to that verse, they just stop. ‘Cause nobody knows those words. But we will, uhh-”

Flans had been distracted by a guy in the crowd shouting out the song’s title (Road Movie To Berlin), and responded “No spoilers, man! No spoilers!” The end of this scolding was muffled as Flans lost the battle to keep from cracking up, then moved away from his mic stand for a moment.

Linnell gave him time to recover by promising us “Just bear in mind , we’re older and smarter now than we were then, so this is the right version.”

“You came to the right show, people,” Flans agreed. “We know it’s disorienting when the bass drum is on the opposite beat.”

After Birdhouse, Flans turned Linnell’s accordion mic around to face the crowd. “I just realized the song I was talking about is coming up next,” he told us all. “So I’ve turned the microphone around to you so we can slightly amplify the parts you can sing along to, to which we encourage! And then don’t be afraid of the parts you don’t know. It’s just a little bit different.”

People really took the invitation to sing along to heart, which made it all the more hilarious when, of course, they petered out during the King of Liars verse.

Nothing too noteworthy happened between sets, although I finally was able to successfully pinpoint the end of the new cue song. They used the Godzilla Intro once again, with Linnell speaking over the end of it in his best creepy-TV-narrator voice “Hello...And welcome back.”

Flans introduced Marty on the electronic drums “nothing says unplugged better,” and then made the claim that “In the world of drummers, Marty is Faygo.”

Flans was about to start the first song of the set, when he stopped and decided it needed a better introduction. At this point, I was expecting the Quiet Storm to be identical to the others so far on the tour, so I was completely shocked with Flans explained “This song is the full-length version of a song that a fragment of it was on the album The Else, and we’re gonna perform the entire song called With the Dark.”

And then they performed it. Even though I’d heard strains of them soundchecking it earlier, I hadn’t known it would be this version, or that it would be so beautiful to witness firsthand.

Moving back to more familiar ground, they played 2082 and then Flans introduced Wicked Little Critta, “Ladies and Gentlemen we are now gonna move to the place where John and I first met. It’s a song about New England and it features the Keyboard Stylings of Mr. John Linnell.”

Finishing out the Quiet Storm, they left the stage to a projection of the Gudetama’s Busy Days video, which was a welcome change from Underwater Woman, which they’d used at the last three shows I’d attended. The guys were all onstage before the video ended and Dan, who was apparently raring to go, started Damn Good Times the moment after the last note of the video had finished. Flans didn’t make us sway along to Dan’s solo this time, but he did introduce him as the “King of Pop” beforehand, and demand a “sea of hands” midway through.

This began a truly amazing set. The guys were all at the top of their game, and clearly enjoying themselves as well. They also played a lot of songs I hadn’t gotten to hear yet on this tour, starting right after Damn Good TImes as they went straight into Man It’s So Loud In Here.

Afterwards, Flans started to introduce the next song, claiming that it was on a compilation album of things they’d done during their 2015 Dial-A-Song year. Pausing, he decided “No, it was before that.... It was on an album…that we made...What?” This last bit was directed at Danny, who had come up next to him. Danny said something urgently into his ear, likely the song listed next on the setlist, and Flans responded with a quiet “Oh..” As Danny returned to his spot, Flans grabbed the mic with both hands and whispered into it “Fuuuucck.” Raising his voice out of the whisper, he continued “I don’t even know what song we’re doing.”

Recovering his stage presence and pivoting topics, Flans said, as if he was picking up a story he’d just stopped telling a moment ago, “So, at a certain point Queen realized that if they wrote songs they could do WITH the audience, that it would be like a whole new way of getting everybody involved. And that’s why this song was written.”

This was clearly meant as a graceful exit into the next song, but Linnell had more to say on the topic. “Except… I think he wasn’t wearing the fake teeth in the real story, right? I’m pretty sure.”

“That mustache didn’t look real,” Flans told him.

“I saw the movie, actually,” Linnell admitted.

“Ohh,” Flans was a bit disappointed. “How was the mustache?”

“I-You know- That guy’s a good actor,” Linnell replied, evading the question.

“And he’s a REALLY good singer,” Flans added.

Missing the sarcasm in Flans’ voice, Linnell said “He’s a good singer. You’re not joking around.”

“I actually was joking around,” Flans told him.

“No-no, he’s good.”

“It’s Freddie Mercury,” Flans said flatly.

“But I think the guy can sing,” Linnell insisted. “The robot… The robot guy.” This drew laughs from the crowd, which Linnell stoked by declaring “The robot guy!” once again.

“My acting friends thought that the Oscar should go to Freddie Mercury,” Flans said, as the crowd quieted.

“Oh really?” Linnell asked, “ To the….the robot guy, or to the real Freddie Mercury…”

“No, no, ‘cause he’s lip-synching along to the thing,” Flans clarified.

Linnell answered with a non-committal ‘oh’ and then, after an awkward moment of quiet, brought up that “I hate movies where you’re instructed to like something because members of the audience in the movie are going ‘This is good.’” He completed his impression with a thumbs up and a nodding head. “It drives me crazy. I don’t need a proxy on the screen, I can decide for myself if something is good or not.”

This got a cheer and applause from one solitary member of the crowd. Linnell pointed him out and thanked him for applauding, then Flans declared “This show is dedicated to that guy applauding,” they then finally got around to introducing the next song: Wearing a Raincoat.

From there they played Authenticity Trip, which is always an amazing song to watch live, with Flans roaming around the stage to sing. Introducing Curt as he came on the stage for the next song, Flans told us all “During the break, Curt informed us that in Oklahoma, where he grew up, they refer to all soda-pop...all cola... they refer to everything as Coke. So you just say, like ‘You want a coke? What kind? Orange?’ That’s how it works there.”

This got a reaction from the crowd, who grumbled at the term coke, and even started yelling out a few states where they used the word that way. Flans concluded “There are regional differences everywhere ladies and gentlemen. We’re just ambassadors of disinformation.”

“Which is a way of saying, you were hurting our feelings when you were yelling at us before,” Linnell explained, amused.

“When we saw there was a clamor, we just assumed it was Insane Clown Posse fans,” Flans confessed, “Your mind jumps to that in rock music. We didn’t realise it was the whole pop versus soda thing.” He then started growling deep in his throat in what I can only assume was an imitation of what the upset crowd had sounded like to them.

After watching Flans do that a few times, Linnell moved on with another story about crowds and pronunciations. “I can’t remember if I’ve told you this,” he said, looking over at Flans briefly before addressing the crowd “but I had a solo act about twenty years ago and I had a song. The name of the song was ‘Oregon is Bad’ and I played it in Oregon and people were not offended by the title of the song. They were really offended that I mispronounced the name of their state. That was the- that’s why I had to leave in a hurry. So, you know, I get it!”

“Somebody threw a bottle of Faygo through your windshield,” Flans added.

“Yeah, yeah,” Linnell agreed with a laugh. “So here’s another song not off of Flood.”

This led into Turn Around, and from there straight into Spy. I absolutely love the intro to this song, especially during shows like this, where Curt feels like showing off a bit. The ending was pretty standard for this tour. Linnell used his ‘Take It to the Limit’ sample opposite of and over the band, at normal and slowed down speeds. Flans did a bit of stuff with playing his guitar pressed up against his mic stand opposite the band, and worked in the crowd relatively successfully. At one point, Flans started to indicate the band, but changed his mind part way through and stopped his hand. Marty played anyway, which made some other members of the band play with him. Everyone soon realized what had happened and all looked over at Marty, who must’ve been a bit distressed, because Flans indicated it was his bad at the time and actually went over behind the drum riser after the song to apologize to Marty.

While Flans was dealing with that, the crowd became a bit restless and a few people started to shout out songs. Flans, coming back up to the front, let them go on for a bit. Once the crowd had gone quiet, he commented sarcastically “I was just gonna wait here until someone requested the next song.” This led to another flurry of requests, which Flans quashed with “Guys, guys, guys. We really are from New York City. People don’t- that whole request thing…”

People were still shouting out requests, but Flans ignored them. “It’s like, you know, feel good to a certain extent and then you draw the line. Here’s a song about that. It’s called Memo to Human Resources.” Confession time: I actually cried a little during this song.The song holds a very special place in my heart, and the live experience of it is overwhelmingly emotional for me.

They followed up with Don’t Let’s Start, which is always super fun to watch Flans and Danny spin around during. Dan and Curt returned to the stage and Flans, introducing them, tried on his announcer voice “CAESAR’S PALACE IS PROUD TO PRESENT…”

“That was the thing we did in Chicago, where the guy was like ‘I’M COMPLETELY SINCERE!’” Linnell explained, “I’VE NEVER HEARD OF ANY OF THESE ACTS!”

“I’M YOUR DAD’S ALCOHOLIC FRIEND!” Flans shot back “PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER FOR HEY MUST BE GIANTS!”

This got a mix of laughter and applause from the crowd, which Flans responded to, still in the voice “KEEP IT GOING! FOR AIN’T THEY GUNS.”

Seizing on the moment of quiet after that pronouncement, Danny began the intro to Museum of Idiots. Four songs from Spine in one night! Afterwards Flans briefly introduced Dan, and everyone else stepped back to let Dan begin his intro to Istanbul. After a few fake endings, with some of Dan’s electric and a lot of Curt’s amazing everyone, Dan and Marty left the stage. Flans thanked everybody for coming out and introduced the final song of the night as “the song I thought ended the first set for the last four nights,” Theme From Flood.

(Note: I had no idea of this at the time of course, but Flans’ goodbye had a bit more emotion in it than is typical, and I’m guessing that at this point they were already rescheduling the rest of the April shows.)

Coming on for the first encore, the crowd was a bit rowdy, and Flans made the comment that “I once saw a guy defeated by a mic stand,” before they started the first song of the encore: Number Three! During this song, Marty just plays his kick drum. Danny, coming to the side of the drum riser, looked over at what Marty was doing and began copying his leg movement. It looked more than a bit silly, especially since Danny was grinning hugely up at Marty so he would notice.

“Mr. Dan Miller will be playing the keyboard on the next number,” Flans announced

“Mr. Dan Mil-Ler,” Linnell repeated, with a bit of a call back to the announcers voices they had tried out earlier.

“YOUR DAD’S ALCOHOLIC FRIEND IS ANNOUNCING MR. DAN MILLER ON THE KEYBOARDS,” Flans added, liking the idea.

“MISTER DANNY MY-LER,” Linnell claimed. Dropping the voice with a bit of a laugh, he started to ask “What was that thing where-”

Flans cut him off with a “DANNY MY-LER PLEASE MOVE YOUR CAR!”

Undeterred, Linnell continued telling us about their sometimes trombone player Dan Levine. Apparently, when he was playing in Frank Sinatra’s orchestra “he played that famous trombone solo in You Make me Feel So Young at which point Frank Sinatra said- this is the only time he’d ever called out our trombone player- ‘JOHNNY LEVINE!’” Watching the crowd react, he concluded quietly, “you know, it’s the thought that counts.”

They finished out the first encore with “a song that we do” Doctor Worm. I think Dan finally had the keyboard settings figured out! Just before the trumpet's final bit that ends the song, Linnell called out “Johnny Ramm!”

Coming back onstage for the second encore, they went right into She’s An Angel. I hadn’t realized before, but Marty puts a tambourine on top of his hi hat for this song. They went from Angel to The Guitar without any more of a pause than it took for Linnell to switch from accordion to keys. Flans sang “is it Johnny Levine/ I don’t think so” during the first verse, and introduced Johnny Linnell and Johnny Ramm for an especially interesting and extended Future of Sound. Everybody onstage was really going all out the whole song, including Dan doing what I can only describe as prancing while he played, and as they finished Flans thanked us all for coming one more time before leaving the stage.

The rest of the band quickly followed him as the house mix began playing. Except Danny that is, instead of leaving right away, he grabbed his setlist and walked over to me. He had to step out onto the amp and lean across the aisle for me to reach it. I took it with a big smile, which he returned before heading offstage.

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