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Realistic or Modern Highway 23

Synxx slows up her drum tempo as the song is coming to an end, she trys to meet her strokes with those of her bandmates so they are almost perfectly intuned.


Synxx has always admired the way Ketra played his base and the way Handson's voice sounded when they all played together. The raw talent in their band was just so incredible she sometimes couldn't believe she was apart of it.


Gramps always said she'd do great things.
 
Ketra hummed to the beat as the song came to an end. His hands began to slow until they stopped. The song came to an end and then there was silence. Ketra broke it."I think that went well."
 

Handson chuckled as he turns of his keyboard and stops recording, his chuckle picked up on the track for some extra style to it. He then walks over to the door of the studio,

"I think we should all try and get some rest, or at least I will, I can edit the track tomorrow. Sorry for waking you guys up." Handson smiles as he walks back into the main room and taking his sleeping spot on the couch.​
 
" Of course." Ketra huffed putting his bass guitar away. Why oh why did Henderson always do things like this."Good night Synx." He waved walking back to his room. He flopped on his bed and was soon asleep.
 
Synxx calmly got up from her spot and places her drumsticks back under her hat before curtly nodding at her bandmates and blowing a kiss at their tired forms. She walked to her secret room vanishing out of sight.
 

Handson sits on the couch by himself, it was at these times when he seemed the most lonely, not to say that he never felt lonely. In fact, one of the feelings that Handson is most fond of is loneliness. Handson lays on the couch for what feels like hours as he tries to keep his spirits up with funny or silly thoughts, but that nagging feeling in his chest over-powers the optimistic man.

The Next Day




Handson was up all night editing the song, he didn't get any sleep as usual, and this had a little toll on him since he was used to the long, empty nights.
 
Ketra yawned slowly waking up as light filtered through the window and into his eyes. A new day a new adventure. He thought standing up. He stretched walking out to the kitchen to begin making breakfast. "I'm making food what does everyone want!"
 

Handson is suddenly snapped out of a trance by Ketra's question,

"Uh, some pancakes!" He calls out from the studio, the song was finished but Handson had yet to leave the studio. At this point, the band is now in a more forest-y part of USA.

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Synxx quietly managed to slip into a seat next to Handson, trying to give him a mini fright. It was seemingly unbelivable that she appeared next to him without being a clutz.


"Boo."


Synxx had whispered instead of shouting she use a semi mono-tone voice, than quickly got up and made her way to the kitchen to help the lovely Ketra.
 
Ketra bit his lip as he stirred the pancake mix. He looked up hearing footsteps and smiled at Stynx. "Hey do you want anything in perticuler for breakfast Stynx?"
 
Synxx continued walking behind Ketra, puttin her chin on his shoulder at an attempt to look over it. She then answered:


"Bacooooooooon!"


So much excitement and enthusiasm flashed through her in that one moment, with just the thought of her crispy, fatty, goodness.
 
Skipping over to the fridge gracefully, Synxx pulled out bacon and eggs, putting the ingredients out on the table for Ketra to use.


"There you are!"


She then kissed Ketra's cheek and began to hum him a tune to work to.
 

Handson was popped out of another trance by Synxx whispering to him, he jumps and immediately sighs,

"He-Hello, Synxx." He says before she heads to the kitchen. Handson gets up and heads upstairs, he could use some sunlight at this moment, he heads over to the cab of the bus but when he gets to the closet, the door flied open again and an axe flies out, causing Handson to recoil as it sticks into the wall. Handson quickly closes it and heads into the cab where Carl is still driving,

"Hey, Carl, do you mind stopping at a hunting store?" Carl nods and pulls over a couple of minutes later,

"Alright, I'm going out, you can come with me if you want." He says before walking off of the bus and into the parking lot of the large Wolf Sports Outdoors store. Handson walks inside and admires the gun section in the back along with all of the neat camo clothing. Handson notices all of the weird looks he's getting but doesn't mind them as walks over to the taxidermy station located near the back,

"I would like to buy a plaque." Handson says,

"Ok sir, what kind?" The cashier asks in a monotone voice,

"Just give me a moose." The cashier walks into the back and retrieves a moose head, Handson pays before walking back out. In the parking lot, a man suddenly pulls out a gun and proceeds to chase Handson through the parking lot,

"CARL, DRIVE, DRIVE!" He screams as he enters the bus, after screaming, he lies on the floor, panting.​
 
Ketra smiled at Sync and was about to respond when they heard shouting. Suddenly the bus started up again. Smiling he sighed shaking his head as he heard gun shots. "I swear living on this bus is a hazard to my threat."
 
Synxx rolled her eyes as she heard the gunshots sound out around the bus, she knew very well that Handson going into a hunting shop was dangerous, and had prepared her nerves for the worse.


"Grandpa always says, 'When life goes asstray, pour yourself a drink, because you never know when a one eyed sloth will come back and asked for child support.'" After reciting one of her grandfathers many idioms she proceeded to pull a canister of sweet peppermint vodka out from under her hat, and took a nice swig to settle her nerves. She then proceeded to walk over to Handson and splash some on his face to knock him out of his stupor.
 
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Handson suddenly spits as some vodka is tossed on his face, he then stands and wipes his face,

"I got you your moose, now all we need is an eyepatch and a teal bow." Handson says as he gets up, he then spins around to Carl and grimaces at him.

"Carl. do you know anything about that guy that just chased me?" Handson asked the old man who is never as he seems. Carl remains quiet for some time before speaking,

"Yeah, I believe that was one of them drug cartel fellas I was involved with just a week ago." Handson does a double take with quite a confused look,

"Wait-what?!" Carl remains silent and Handson throws out his arms,

"That's just great! Now we have a drug cartel after us!" Handson huffs before walking back into the main room and sitting on the couch.​
 
Synxx was off the walls with her new Moose head, her thoughts quite joyful as she can now match her outfits with her new friend.


"Hmm red bow, Black, eye patch for you, and red hat and black outfit for me" She said enthusiastically.


Synxx then saw Handson walk into the room and sit quite heatedly on the couch, she joyfully skipped and landed in his lap while pulling his cheek.


"Thank you Handson!"


She then noticed that he was frowning.


"Whats the matter?" She waited for his response.
 

Handson sighs, he didn't want to upset Synxx, she was too happy to be brought down by the truth,

"Oh, nothing, I'm just in a mood. And you're welcome for the moose head." He says before giving her a small hug,

"You're so cute sometimes." He says, despite the factor that he was probably gonna get slapped, but he was being honest.​
 
Narrowing her eyes at him, Synxx pinched his cheek harder and flicked his forehead, than got up.


"I am not cute!" She pouted than grabbed her moose head.


She began walking up the stairs to her wardrobe to dress in something more coordinated with her moose head, but she stopped mid step.


"Hey if you ever want to talk, just tell me. after all Gandby Alllllwwwaaaayyys says a kept secret is a wept secret!" She could tell something was up with him, but didn't press matters, disappearing down the unlit hallways of the bus.
 
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Handson sneezes as she flicks his head again, it is definitely some type of reaction. Handson then nods at her comment as she walks up the stairs, Handson gets up and walks into the kitchen, he sits in a chair at the small dining table and proceeds to start to eat his pancakes.
 
Synxx came barreling into the kitchen, she had a newly acquired outfit on,

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her new moose head with her. Synxx looked around the kitchen wondering if she could hang her new friend up in it.


She then spots a huge bowl of bacon and nearly crashes into the table, thankfully she stopped herself and neatly landed in her chair.


"I have my Moose, My Bacon, and My two best Mates, that's Mmmm." She then further explained.


"That means goooood!"


Nothing could simply ruin this day for her.
 
"Don't you dare hang that thing in my kitchen." Ketra snarled eyeing the creepy moose head warily. He is the one that does most of the cooking and refuses to have that things eyes following him as he works. The mere thought makes him shiver.
 
Synxx rolls her eyes, but proceeds to take a pen and pad out from her hat and check off Kitchen in her list of notes.


Synxx then proceeds to flood her bacon with chocolate syrup.


Wondering when their next performance will take place.
 

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