Here we are, another chapter for you guys. Enjoy as we delve more into Eddie's metal head friends silliness xD

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"Dude- dude! Let me iiiin!"

Eddie just spared his front door a vague glance as he spoke, it was sort of nice Kage was respecting him a bit more, but strange at the same time. "The door is open Kage, you know it always is,"

That was all the plump balding man needed to hear as he dramatically flung the door open, rushing into the apartment as he waved his arms around clearly excited. "Eddie- this shit is so cool-"

His gaze dropped back to the magazine in hand, this sort of excitement usually came from two things when it came to Kage, drugs or booze. Eddie figured it was a really good high going on about now if anything. "If its more pot, I'm not really in the mood right now, Kage,"

Eddie's words just earned an annoyed exhale as Kage frowned back at his friend. "No- no- c'mon, listen! Stop reading that dumb magazine, dude!" Kage easily reached out and snatched the magazine out of Eddie's hands, chucking it to the side as he continued undaunted by Eddie's annoyed frown. So much for respect. "It is big news! Like exciting! Not pot or anything!"

"Then get to it, bro- I was kinda readin' that shit you know," He really had been enjoying that poetry magazine, even if he wasn't about to admit that. Everyone already made enough assumptions about him already, no need to keep feeding it. Dating a couple goth chicks meant you were a poetry mad man apparently.

Kage was squirming by this point, his grin wide and making him look younger than he actually ways. It was surreal to see a balding fat man look a decade younger. "Dude! Ironheade is coming home soon! Like- in four weeks!"

The roadie just blinked, taken aback before an equally wide grin curled across his features, "Seriously? Holy shit! I forgot their tour was almost done, jesus-"

"I know! Fuck, dude, we gotta like throw a party for them, they've been gone for nearly a year!"

"S'been a year already? Damn, it doesn't even feel like it has," Eddie answered back as he coaxed a hand through his hair thoughtfully. "We should celebrate the fact their home for fuckin' sure,"

The fat man danced around the room, shaking his fist in the air as he shouted. His enthusiastic dancing made his already small band tee-shirt creep up, revealing his hairy stomach. "Hell yeah! Party, party, par-taaaaay!"

Eddie motioned 'settle down' with his hands as he spoke. "Cool your jet, we haven't even done anythin' for the party yet, Kage,"

Kage was bouncing still overly chipper as he practically bellowed back. "Lets get started then! Get all the shit together, plan what to drink, eat, where to pass out!"

The roadie gave a slow irritated sigh in turn at his friend's behavior as he stayed calm. "It'll be a small party,"

"Boooo," Eddie helpfully flipped Kage off as he continued, "It will be a small party, just close friends. You, me, Oz, Kill Master, Firebaron, Mangus and the band itself obviously,"

"We need more way than that!"

"Kage, can't get too big or it'll just be another wrap party for them, gotta remember they've seen a shit ton of parties the past year,"

"Oh, yeah- you're right," The fat man's enthusiasms drained at that, he slouching a little unhappily as he scratched at his head thoughtfully. Lines furrowing across his forehead as he thought on things a little too hard. Eddie just shook his head slightly at that as he stretched a little.

"I'll call around, see who is willin' to host a party at their house," Eddie answered back, he pondering just who would be willing to host a party so last minute. "I'll call everyone tomorrow 'bout it, see how things go, we can't rush it,"

"Yeah, yeah- we still better have a party!"

"We will, we will, chill out, Kage,"

"Okay, okay," Kage moved over to flop onto Eddie's couch. "You wanna get high, man?"

Eddie just quietly pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Naw, I'll pass,"

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"Goodness, you certainly are buying a lot of things," Milla's voice is what pulled Eddie from going over his list. He blinking in surprise as he looked up at the Brazillian woman. Milla's brows quirked up slightly as she rested her elbows on the handle of her shopping cart. She propping up her chin as she tilted her head curiously in turn.

"Milla- hey! Yeah, some friends and I are thrownin' a welcome back party for a couple folks,"

"Really?"

"Yeah, the party is for Ophelia, Lars and Lita. I think you've met Ophelia before,"

Recognition flared up on Milla's features as she nodded, a smile curling across her lips. "Oh! Yes, Ophelia! Where is she coming back from?"

"All kinds of places, she and the band went on tour for the past year,"

"Really- how exciting!" She clapped her hands slightly, her smile widening. "They're heavy metal, correct?"

"Yeah, they are. Dunno if you like metal or not-"

"I do, I don't listen to enough of it though,"

"Which bands do you like?"

"Well, I've listened to plenty of Kabbageboy,"

Eddie paused at that, opening his mouth and closing it. "Really?"

"Yes, why, is there a problem?"

"Uh, I'm not a big fan of them, personally." He bulldozed past his honesty with a quick disclaimer, "It ain't no big deal though, I mean we all got different tastes and all,"

"Were they the terrible band you mentioned touring with?" Even if the venom hadn't shown in his tone, Milla could apparently still read it off of him somehow. Eddie grimaced a little a he nodded, "Yeah, they, kinda treat their roadies like shit,"

His words made her frown somewhat, clearly displeased by that notion. "I'll keep that in mind, I'd rather not support a band who treats their crew terribly,"

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"Did you guys figure out where to have the party yet?" Mangus's words pulled Eddie from what he was doing, the roadie blinking a little as he glanced back over his shoulder at the pot-bellied man. Mangus still lightly swaying where he stood, always tending to be the twitchiest one among their group. It was always odd considering he wasn't exactly the one hitting the drugs as hard as everyone else.

"Oh, yeah," He let his gaze drop back at the records he was sorting through as he spoke, "Kill Master is willin' to let us party at his place and crash there after all the drinkin',"

"Woah, I didn't think he'd want us going near his house after last time,"

Eddie waved a hand back at Mangus trying to shush the other man. "Ey, ey, don't even mention last time or we'll like jinx everythin'," The roadie didn't even want to think about the last party, it had pretty much led to a kitchen fire by burning bottle, stolen pets and a lot of screaming. Primarily between Kill Master and Fire baron the two would never get along fully or ever. Eddie still wanted to know how Fire Baron managed to set a pool of water on fire, but he wasn't about to ask. Somethings were better left unknown.

"Alright, alright," Mangus held his palms up in an open surrender, a smile appearing on his features. "I won't, I wouldn't wanna invoke that on the whole party to come,"

Eddie nodded, be it distractedly as he finished arranging the records. He turning around to finally fully look at Mangus as he responded. "Only Four weeks to go now, man,"

"Four weeeeeks," Kage sing-songed from the next room, he rolling by in his wheeled office chair as he waved his arms around. Barely balancing in the chair on his knees as he held the last note until he got to the other side of the doorway. Mangus and Eddie simply only stared at the display, breaking their gaze from Kage to share a glance.

"Yeah, we should probably get to buyin' beer in a couple days," The roadie eventually answered back as he ran his hand through his black hair. "And hide it from Kage,"

"Would be for the best all things considered," Mangus quietly intoned back as he scratched at his chin, still eying the door half expecting Kage to wheel on by the door way again. "Though it would be, heh, kinda funny if everyone kicked his ass for drinking everything,"

"Yeah, for like a minute, then we'd still be outta beer," The logistics of a beer run with the entire group gave the roadie a headache to think about. Not everyone got along nor could handle being together when there was not beer within grabbing distance.

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"Okay, so, we got seven cases of twenty-four pack of beer?"

"Check!"

"Seven cases of a twenty-four packs of soda?"

"Check!"

"Fourteen bags of chips?"

"Check!"

"Ten cans of chip dips?"

"Cheeeck!"

"Three bags of pretzels?"

"Check!"

"Four bags of popcorn?"

"Check!"

"Two packs of water bottles?"

"Check!"

"Coupons for pizza place?"

There was shuffling as Mangus checked the envelope of coupons. "Check!"

Eddie grinned in turn as he glanced up from his check list over at Mangus. "Hells yeah, man. Looks like we're on track, all we gotta do is take it to Kill Master's place."

"Yeah- probably like the day before hand. Cause if we left this alone with KM he'd eat most of it,"

The roadie had to laugh a little at that as he tucked a pencil behind his ear. "Yeah, yeah he would,"

"C'mon, dude. We can load up the chips, dip, water bottles, pretzels, popcorn and soda into the shoppin' bags and leave them out until we need to drop them off at Kill Master's house."

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He only realized when he got home he had missed a few text messages, guilt settling on Eddie when he saw they were from Sasha.

"Shit," He mumbled softly to himself as he scrolled through them. Quickly writing up an apologetic reply.

'sorry i missed these, man! shit. i kinda got involved with planning a party for someone for the past day or so.'

He was startled when a reply came in surprisingly fast.

'its alright, the silence made me worry is all.'

'ey i could say the same for you, buddy'. He typed back, not thinking very clearly on what he was saying. 'i've been wondering if you've been okay or what! you keep me waiting for more than a day sasha!'

The over honesty of his statement only hit Eddie when he sent the message off, "..shit," He usually tried to give Sasha some privacy, Eddie always felt like the German man needed the space. He had pretty much just trampled all over that with one single text.

"Shit, shit-" He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, about to type up another apology, only to be cut off by Sasha's own response.

'You're right. I should keep you updated more often. I'm sorry.'

Eddie found himself re-reading the text again, not sure what to feel as he replied. 'it's cool. i just worry sometimes you know?'

'Yes, I do. I'll try to tell you when I can reply quickly and when I can't.'

'thanks I appreciate it man.' Eddie surprised himself by almost adding in I miss you to his text. He deleting it to refine it to something less emotionally charged, 'i miss hanging out with you.'

'I do too, hopefully I can be back soon.'

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