A/N: Hey! Chapter 2! *does new chapter dance* Sorry about the short
chapters. *sweatdrops* Thank you for the reviews Dark Angel66 and The Lady
in Black 07. I will try to update as soon and as much as possible. I've got
some more fanfics to publish but YOU need to review this and my other fics
before I do! Please? So read and review! ENJOY! I do not own Escaflowne or
the characters therein. And I just said 'therein.' Whoa. READ AND REVIEW!
The next day, Chesta had all but given up on finding a gig for Napalm Rain. Dilandau and Miguel were in the tavern below their apartment. "I'm gonna head back up, man" Miguel said. He headed up the narrow rickety stairs. A large yellow note was taped to the door. He snatched it. His eyes widened in horror. "E-EVICTION NOTICE?" He stormed back downstairs, tripping over the last three and crashing into a large biker. He quickly ran to the bar, where Dilandau was sitting. "DILANDAU! Oh my god, oh shit.oh shit oh shit oh shit." Dilandau rose a silver slender eyebrow. "What?" "WE'RE GETTING EVICTED! EVICTED!" The singer's eyes widened. He sank lower in his chair. "Oh fuck."
Chesta meanwhile, was at another bar. "What am I gonna do? Man, I just can't let the guys down like that.they are EXPECTING me to find a gig and I can't." Someone down the bar walked over. He was tall and wore a black suit. "Excuse me? I'm sorry but I couldn't help but overhear your trouble. You have a band?" Chesta nodded miserably. "It's not mine, but I'm supposed to find a gig for them." "Hmm. You know, I might just be able to help you. My card." He handed Chesta a professional looking business card. Chesta's eyes bulged. "F-Folken Fanel? As is Folken Fanel Records?" "Yes, I own the record company. Perhaps your band.what is it's name?" "N-Napalm Rain." "Perhaps Napalm Rain could do a little audition for me." "Th-that would be fantastic!" "I thought as much. Here. Tomorrow night. No later than seven." Chesta watched in awe as the tall, dignified man exited the bar.
"DILANDAU!" The albino looked up. He was sitting in his apartment, face buried in his hands. "Hey, I got you a gig." The singer snorted. "Yeah, a lot of good it'll do me. I GOT E-FRICKIN-VICTED!" "NO! Read this!" Chesta quickly pushed the business card into Dilandau's hands. His eyes widened. "HOLY SHIT! How the hell did you get this?" "I ran into Folken Fanel in a bar!" Dilandau grinned. "Call the guys! We have a gig!"
A/N: Oooooh.cliffhanger. Crappy cliffhanger but a cliffhanger nonetheless! Once again I'm sorry about the short chapters, they'll get longer later. Read and Review! Please, I'm on my knees here!
Dilandau: O.o No you're not.
Da Pyro: -_- Do you wanna be a neko again?
Dilandau: No ma'am.
Da Pyro: ^_^ Good boy. And since I got some reviews, I'll tell you about one of the numerous fanfictions I'm going to publish as soon as I get more reviews. YET ANOTHER OF MY OBNOXIOUS DRUNKEN PARTY FICS! With a twist.
The next day, Chesta had all but given up on finding a gig for Napalm Rain. Dilandau and Miguel were in the tavern below their apartment. "I'm gonna head back up, man" Miguel said. He headed up the narrow rickety stairs. A large yellow note was taped to the door. He snatched it. His eyes widened in horror. "E-EVICTION NOTICE?" He stormed back downstairs, tripping over the last three and crashing into a large biker. He quickly ran to the bar, where Dilandau was sitting. "DILANDAU! Oh my god, oh shit.oh shit oh shit oh shit." Dilandau rose a silver slender eyebrow. "What?" "WE'RE GETTING EVICTED! EVICTED!" The singer's eyes widened. He sank lower in his chair. "Oh fuck."
Chesta meanwhile, was at another bar. "What am I gonna do? Man, I just can't let the guys down like that.they are EXPECTING me to find a gig and I can't." Someone down the bar walked over. He was tall and wore a black suit. "Excuse me? I'm sorry but I couldn't help but overhear your trouble. You have a band?" Chesta nodded miserably. "It's not mine, but I'm supposed to find a gig for them." "Hmm. You know, I might just be able to help you. My card." He handed Chesta a professional looking business card. Chesta's eyes bulged. "F-Folken Fanel? As is Folken Fanel Records?" "Yes, I own the record company. Perhaps your band.what is it's name?" "N-Napalm Rain." "Perhaps Napalm Rain could do a little audition for me." "Th-that would be fantastic!" "I thought as much. Here. Tomorrow night. No later than seven." Chesta watched in awe as the tall, dignified man exited the bar.
"DILANDAU!" The albino looked up. He was sitting in his apartment, face buried in his hands. "Hey, I got you a gig." The singer snorted. "Yeah, a lot of good it'll do me. I GOT E-FRICKIN-VICTED!" "NO! Read this!" Chesta quickly pushed the business card into Dilandau's hands. His eyes widened. "HOLY SHIT! How the hell did you get this?" "I ran into Folken Fanel in a bar!" Dilandau grinned. "Call the guys! We have a gig!"
A/N: Oooooh.cliffhanger. Crappy cliffhanger but a cliffhanger nonetheless! Once again I'm sorry about the short chapters, they'll get longer later. Read and Review! Please, I'm on my knees here!
Dilandau: O.o No you're not.
Da Pyro: -_- Do you wanna be a neko again?
Dilandau: No ma'am.
Da Pyro: ^_^ Good boy. And since I got some reviews, I'll tell you about one of the numerous fanfictions I'm going to publish as soon as I get more reviews. YET ANOTHER OF MY OBNOXIOUS DRUNKEN PARTY FICS! With a twist.