*AUTHOR'S NOTE*
Ok, so this is my first FanFiction, and was inspired by my excitement to get to see the Apocalyptour live in NYC. Although the tour will be long over by the time is is finished, I hope you all still enjoy it. Please review and give me lots of feedback to improve for the future! Thanks, and enjoy!
-TheRealJackster
DISCLAIMER:
1. I do not own StarKid or any of their songs, characters, or musicals. This story was written purely for the enjoyment of myself and other fans.
2. Most of the characters are portrayed to be a lot more obnoxious and sometimes grouchy than they are in real life. This was just to spice up the story, so please do not take offense to anything said or done.
3. I began writing this story right after Apocalyptour was announced, but I knew the entirety of the plot by the end, so it helped me tie up the loose ends.
Brian Holden observed his friends, who were sprawled out around the rehearsal studio. Joey sat in the corner giggling at Clark, who had fallen asleep on top of his keyboard and begun to drool on his score of "No Way". Jim laid on the floor, with Lauren's head resting on his stomach. Joe lounged in a chair, his closed eyes hidden by his colorful shades. Meredith groaned as Dylan slowly lifted his sweatshirt off of her, failing in his attempt not to wake her. Jaime cautiously tiptoed past a sleeping Brosenthal towards Julia, who was pacing the room while typing into her iPhone at the speed of light.
"Juls," Jaime said quietly, trying not to disturb the others. "Maybe we should just call it a night. After all, the tour's not for a couple of weeks, and we aren't going to get much done like this-" she gestured to the slumbering cast- "anyway."
"Jaime!" Julia snapped. "There is no way we can end rehearsal like this! The fans are counting on us to make this awesome!"
Joey chuckled at Julia's unintentional pun to the song they had been rehearsing for the past 3 hours. He was quickly silenced when he saw Joe stir from across the room. All of the commotion had woken him. And he was not happy.
"You know what? This whole thing is just stupid!" Joe shouted. "How did you come up with this dumb idea anyway, Brian?"
Brian froze. How did he come up with the idea?
"Excuse me," said Nick Lang, who had entered the room unnoticed during all of the shouting. "I remember you told me about everything that happened in the dream that gave you the idea, Brian. I'll retell it if you want."
"Sure," said Brian, relieved to be off the hook. "Go for it."
"Um, let me see." Nick began. "Well…"
