A/N: Sorry for the time it took. Hope you enjoys this chapter!

Fun Ghoul POV

We didn't even start robbing the car, but I was already tired and exited at the same time. That was something I felt every time we went on a kind of adventure or mission, first comes the excitement then it begins to make me tired.

After Motto told us where the car was we had to hang around the living room waiting for him to finish his broadcast. The Girl brought us some food while we waited. To pass the time we found a little plastic ball and begun to play dodge, not my idea at all, although the time didn't pass by any faster than we expected. Motto finished around six pm, the show starts at eight.

Then, what really made me tired was finding a disguise for me. Poison found those huge back pilots goggles he loved and a black bandana. Jet found a beanie and a bandana; I had no idea how he was going to fit his hair on the beanie. Kid was still looking, but found goggles like his brothers. I wanted a green ghoul mask to go with my name and the colour of my ray gun. I began to look at some boxes of dust and crap all around Motto's basement and found a green bandana and cool dark shades. I put them on feeling good. I heard steps behind me and turned to see who was it, The Girl. She looked rad, a real outlaw. She had her black boots on, military jacket, black jeans, silver armed shades and a skull bandana. On her hands she had the fingerless leather gloves, like all of us. Her hair was tight up making the curls less visible.

"Look at you all Killjoys like" I said.

The others looked at her and their jaws dropped.

"I know she's all Killjoy" I repeated.

"She always was a Killjoy." Party Poison said.

The Girl smiled at us.

"Ok, people, Motto is setting his stuffs up so we should go in… twenty minutes."

"That sounds alright." Said Jet, trying to put the beanie on his head.

She looked at us.

"You know what? I think that we'll find your original disguises." She said looking at me "your green ghoul mask, Ghoul."

"Hope so"

"I want my giant Cat Head." Said Poison.

The cat head was something he made as a mascot to the team, but it turned out to be one of his favourite disguises.

For a while we kept looking for things, but nothing useful.

We heard Motto coming down the stairs and calling us up, it was time to steal a car.

The heat was high on the desert that day; I've just had lunch when Party and Kobra called me. They said Dr D needed a great amount of meds because Cola found a kid who had been beaten up badly.

Kobra was biting his lips like it was candy. It didn't look like he was younger than me, because I've always been short, a ten year old kid in the desert who wore a Ghoul mask… let's say I wasn't liked much. Kobra was eight and Party eleven, he made the plans.

"Ok, guys. We need meds; it looks like this kid is hurt real bad?" Party snapped his fingers "So let's steal this drug store real good"

I put my mask on and Poison puts on his dark pilot goggles. Kobra didn't have a disguise yet, just a bandana to cover his face up. We didn't have guns because Cola said we were too young to shoot people around the streets.

The drug store was closed with a red sign saying: Too hot, not working.

As we couldn't have guns yet, Dr D gave us wicket mallets. The three of us smashed the glass window. The alarm went off. It was loud and pitchy, made my years burn.

"Be fast"

Grabbing everything we thought it was useful and painkilling we ran off with our hands full. When we were already out, two people came to check the store and started screaming at each other. We laughed and went back to Cola's radio station.

When we got there, Dr D was waiting for us in the broadcasting room where Cola had a kid on his arms. The looked like a ten year old, he was bleeding from the ribs and face, he was dirty. With all those sad faces at the room and the boy passed out, what caught my attention was the boy's hair, big, curly and full.

I will always remind myself to go to a concert once in a while when we're done with our mission. I liked the vibe from people jumping, singing along and drinking.

We were crossing a big crowd who were waiting for the band to come up. Party didn't like all those people jumping and screaming around him, he never liked been trapped. Motto was leading the way; we needed a place away from all those people, so he could set his equipment. The Girl was by his side helping him carry the things around.

Finding a high place away from the centre, we took the bandanas off our faces.

"The band will come up soon and the stage will open up, the car is in the background. For now I'll go around getting information from people, getting the dirty. Just wait here and then… do what you came to do."

Motto made his way toward the crowd not looking back once.

"Can't believe I'm going to drive that car again" Poison said.

"Yeah, this time I call shotgun" Said Kobra turning to me.

"Hell no, Kid! That place is mine"

"Ok, guys, lets discuss this when we get the car." Said The Girl.

We sat on the floor waiting for the damn band. Looking at those lights in the middle of the desert made you feel good, but if you kept looking away darkness ate the lights and there Death says hello to you, my friend.

Drumming sound began and we jumped up. We focussed on the stage… They turned the lights on and there it was. The car. Dirty white with the American flag and a huge black spider drawn on the hood, it looked like they took good care of it. Was in a good state.

I saw Party putting the bandana up and the goggles on. We did the same thing, putting our disguises on. Poison said:

"Shall we?"

So we ran to it.

The plan was all in our heads, I was just praying to work. We would go to the back of the stage, that wasn't a bigger deal anyway, then sneak behind the band and get in the car, not the hardest pat yet. We needed to make, once we're in the car, a direct connection because we didn't have the keys anymore.

Getting to the back of the stage was struggle, people were looking at us and wondering "What the hell those guys are wearing?" but we made it.

The band was playing a song so loud and heavy we had to scream.

"I think is gonna be easier for me, Ghoul and The Girl if we climb to the right and Kobra and Jet to the left" Yelled Poison "Once we get there, Ghoul and I will make the connection and we get the fuck out"

"Wait…" The Girls voice was strong "How are going to get the car from the stage to the ground?"

"We run over them" Screamed Kobra.

Surprisingly, there were no objections, which was fine to me.

Doing what poison said we began climbing by the right side. When we got up on our feet on the stage I took a look at the band, they were good, with their leather jackets and spikes screaming on the microphone. They did not notice us, but were about to.

I gazed at the car, I couldn't believe it yet. It was the same nothing changed… But when we got in the car something has change, the amount of fuel left on it.

"Think that's good till the closest gas station" Said The Girl going to the back of the car and sitting on the middle. "Where are the others?"

"We'll start making the connection, they'll be here" I said.

Party Poison and I took the cables from the steering wheel. We cut it and tied up. Finally the others arrived.

"Where were you?" I asked while helping Poison.

"We had a little problem with security, but let's say they are sleeping now" Said Jet high-fiving Kobra.

"Guys…" Said Poison "I think it's good! Let's give it a try"

He stepped on the pedals and the car shook, but wasn't on yet. Poison pressed his lips and kicked the pedals, the car shook for good and the engines made a rough noise.

"Here we go!"

Poison honked trying to make the band to turn, but it was not loud enough. Stepping on the pedal and going to the middle of the stage in a very high speed while honking, finally made the band pay attention and throw themselves to the sides.

One of them left the microphone hanging there. I put my upper body out of the window with a bit of struggle and took it.

When the car began to fly away from the stage almost getting the ground making the crowd run away, I yelled on the microphone:

"BETTER STAY ON THAT SIDE OF THE STREET, MOTHERFUCKER. I'LL KNOCK YOU OUT!"

Poison grabbed me by my jacket and pulled me in, telling me to stay inside and shut up. I knew he liked what I did.

The car bumped on the floor, but Party kept accelerating and never stopping.

I said that we were on the bright side in the desert and that the dark side was saying hello to Death, but guess what? Poison was heading to Death!