“I can’t hear you!” Lily Daniels cried into the microphone as she gazed out over the crowd of their last show in Australia, her baggy Hawaiian shirt with rolled up sleeves flapping against her side. “AUSSIE! AUSSIE! AUSSIE!”

“OI! OI! OI!”

“That’s the Brisbane I remember,” she grinned, pushing her teal tipped black hair out of her face. “It is so good to be home again, amongst all of you beautiful people but sadly, this is our last show of the tour.” The crowd groaned at that which caused Lily to smile.

“Of course, we’ll have plenty to remember all of you lovely people by,” Horizon spoke into her microphone which was attached to her keyboard. “Fancy Pants here has been taking pictures of you guys for the past ten minutes, we've collected and packaged all the trinkets, gifts, drawings and letters you've brought us and someone threw a bra at me – thank you by the way,” Horizon held up a pink lacy number and read the tag. “It’s just my size. I’ll treasure it forever. ”

The rest of the band laughed and Lily leaned on the mike stand before looking out at the crowd. “You guys have been fucking amazing, not even going to lie, by far you are my favourite crowd that we’ve played. Always love a home show. We have one song left for you guys,” Lily called, holding up a single finger, “which I’ll be getting help with from Fancy Pants.” The crowd roared again, “You remember her right?”

Lily gestured to the girl standing on one of the large speakers taking pictures of both the band and the crowd, who despite the heat was wearing black skinny jeans, a white Beatles tee shirt, a red flannel shirt with a men’s pale blue denim jacket and black Vans. Her long ginger dyed hair was pulled up into a messy bun and her once straight front fringe now lay plastered to her forehead.

“L’s and G’s, say hi to our darlin’ Fancy Pants, Taylah!” Danny cried, having moved from his spot on the pedestal to shout into Lily’s mike.

The girl in question jumped down from where she was standing and grabbed the spare mike from a stage hand, lowering her head and pulling the strap to her camera over her head and setting down on the speaker as she walked to stand next to Lily. “Hey, guys. This next song that I’ve been asked to help out on is called ‘Reese’s Pieces, I Don’t Know Who John Cleese Is’. I hope you like it.”

With that, Horizon began to play the keyboard and they launched into the song, Lily and Taylah alternating the verses perfectly until it came up to the very end which was Taylah’s favourite part, she jumped up on the right pedestal and screamed the next lyrics.

Say "hello" to this bark, in-between your teeth.
Soon you will also be bleeding from underneath.
It took balls to do what you've done.
Having your manhood in your mouth is no fun.
And as for you darling, you're going no where,
It's kind of hard to move when you're tied to a chair.
See there's a twist to this lovely,
For you too see.
What's hiding in your wardrobe
Isn't a shopping spree.

Lily jumped up on the pedestal beside Taylah and belted out the next verse while Taylah whistled into the mike.
Comes out to stilts supporting the wait of lust,
I always thought you were someone I could always trust.
Now watch this wet smacking flesh,
I'm sure you don't even care.
But with your eyelids sown back to your brows.
This leaves you forced to stare.

Breathing heavily, Taylah spoke the last of the song before everyone starting shouting out the final refrain. “STOP, REWIND, WATCH THEM DIE.” The crowd screamed back to them as they played the outro.

“THANK YOU!” Lily cried into the mike as Jacob who was on drums came out to the front joining Horizon, Danny, Alex who played the bass came over and Andy, the second guitarist came also and they all formed a line before bowing. “You’ve been wonderful, Brisbane. Thank you so fucking much, we are ‘Lost In The Silence’, and I hope you enjoy All Time Low!”

.&.

“Jesus Tap Dancing, Hip Gyrating, Duck Face Making, Christ! I forgot how hectic it was to play a home show,” Taylah said from her sprawled position on the ground of the Brisbane airport that night. Despite the fact that their tour ended only that day, they were all flying back to the States, where they lived. They were starting up on another tour in two weeks and wanted some time to relax.

“Fucking aye,” Horizon moaned from Taylah’s stomach, having joined her on the ground so she could stretch out while the others were spread across various seats. “It was nice having that day off though yesterday; got the chance to see the family, catch up with all our losers, go to the beach. It was a good trip.”

“Nothing beats going down to the Spit, fuck man. I miss living on the G.C. And what are you talking about? Mate, we’re wogs, we saw like what, three members of our family. We have, like thirty each.” Taylah’s sentence was cut off by her yawn and slightly muffled as she rubbed her face but Horizon still heard clearly and laughed.

“True, true. Gotta love wog families.”

“Only in small doses.”

“Amen to that.”

Lily groaned and pushed herself up from her slumped position, using the armrests as leverage before standing and stretching her arms over her head and shaking them out. “I’m gonna go hit up Hungry Jacks. Anyone want anything?”

“Large onion rings and a Coke,” Danny called out from five seats away.

“Make that two,” Andy muttered from his seat beside Danny.

“Three,” Taylah called as she held up a hand.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll just get something for everyone. Be back soon.” Lily bent down and grabbed her wallet from her bag and walked off in the general direction of the food court.

Everyone was quiet for a while; Horizon was reading a random Star Trek fanfiction on her iPhone 5, Andy dozed against Danny’s shoulder while Danny flicked through the Rocksound he’d picked up from the newsagency, his head resting atop of Andy’s. Taylah sighed gently and pulled off her glasses, squinting at the lenses for a moment before putting them back on.

“Who are we touring with again?” She asked with a sigh and she closed her eyes and crossed her arms beneath her head.

“Of Mice, Bring Me, and... ah... who else was there?” Horizon asked as she looked up and across at their tour manager Norm who was sitting on the seat by her feet, engrossed in his laptop.

“Pierce The Veil. That’s it,” he answered immediately, blue eyes never shifting from the screen.

“There you go, Tay, Of Mice, Bring Me and PTV. Happy?”

Taylah rolled her eyes behind her lids. “Peachy, Rise. Thanks.”
Horizon shifted, indicating she’d shrugged her shoulders. “Hey, you asked, cunt.”

“Yeah I know, faggot.”

Silence fell upon them again, well, as silent as a busy airport can be and Taylah began to doze off, hanging in the void space between asleep and alert. That was until the scent of food reached her nose. Frowning slightly, she opened one brown eye and spotted a brown paper bag hanging an inch above her nose from Lily’s thin, black nail polish tipped fingers.

“Legend,” she grinned as she lifted her head to free a hand and took the bag.

“Two more days, guys, and we’ll be home.” Lily sighed happily as she passed out the bags of food and drink to everyone and setting the drinks belong to the three girls beside Taylah’s and Horizon’s head.

“Can’t wait,” Andy mumbled as he ate, head still resting against Danny.

Notes

Hey guys, how’s it going? Just wanted to get this out here because it’s been floating in my head for a while. Let me know if you like it and if I should keep going.
The guys from PTV will either be in the next chapter or the one after, I don’t want to rush this so bear with me.
Um what else? The chapter title is thanks to Men At Work and Reese's Pieces is by the amazing I Set My Friends On Fire.
Hope you liked it.