Glastonbury

Ghastly and Skulduggery stepped into Ghastly's living room to find Fletcher and Valkyrie sitting on the couch, watching Ghastly's TV. Tanith had gone back to England the day before on business, and as always, Ghastly was a tiny bit depressed about it.

Even so, he was the first to speak to the young people lying on his couch.

"Hey, you two," Ghastly greeted, approaching the teenagers, "Anything good on?"

"Ah, just highlights of Glastonbury," Fletcher answered with a shrug. Valkyrie, who had been using Fletcher's chest as a pillow, sat upright indignantly.

"It's not JUST highlights," she insisted. "Muse were playing last night. God, I wish I was there."

"Big deal," Fletcher said.

"Says the Lady Gaga fan!"

"Shh, look, it's Zane Lowe introducing them!"

Valkyrie yelped and turned back to the screen. Skulduggery and Ghastly looked at each other and shrugged, then took seats in different armchairs. Zane Lowe was indeed introducing the headline act of last night.

"So everyone here at the Pyramid Stage is waiting on Muse and the atmosphere here is ELECTRIC," Zane introduced, but was distracted by some crazy blonde woman in a rather tight Muse T-shirt and obviously pissed, jumped over the railing and running up to him, waving at the camera.

All jaws in Ghastly's living room dropped. It was Tanith.

"Hey-ya!" she yelped excitedly into Zane's microphone. She seemed to have a group of friends behind the railing cheering her on.

Zane didn't seem too put off. "Well hello!" he greeted, giving the blonde a grin. "And you are?"

"Name's Tanith," she replied happily. "Tanith Low."

"Seriously? Wow! We could be related."

"I hope not. Come here!"

And with that a very drunk Tanith Low grabbed Zane Lowe and planted a rather fierce kiss on him, jumping away and laughing afterwards.

"Wow, um, okay," was Zane's dazed reply while Tanith jumped up and down on the spot beside him. "So, um, I take it you're excited about tonight'sperformance?"

"Oh hell yeah," Tanith replied. "Muse are, like, one of the best band's ever, besides U2, whom I am very sad are NOT here tonight, but...yeah, I'm pretty fucking excited!"

The crowd behind her roared.

"And can I just say something to a friend of mine?" Zane held his microphone up to her and she spoke to the camera.

"Val, Fletcher, REALLY sorry you couldn't be here tonight but seriously, I AM STEALING OXYGEN TICKETS FOR YOU!" She threw am arm around Zane, and pointed.

"Zane Lowe!" she squealed, giving him another peck on the cheek before running off again.

Zane looked back at the camera, with a bewildered grin on his face. "Alright, so...that was the weirdest thing ever. But hey! Just goes to show how completely jazzed tonight's fans are! Tanith Low, everybody!"

And it wasn't over then. During Muse's performance of Supermassive Black Hole something was thrown up on stage. After the song, amid roars from the crowd, Matt Bellamy, Muse's lead singer, bent down and picked it up. It was a black Muse t-shirt, with a post-it on it that said TO MATT AND THE BOYS-LOVE TANITH.

Matt blinked and then said to the crowd, "Okay, whoever Tanith is, thank's a lot!"

The others stared at the TV screen, absolutely stunned. Ghastly glaring, Fletcher's eyes popping out of his head, Sklduggery frozen, and Valkyrie scowling, before saying, ever so slowly.

"Business, my, arse."

A/N: I had to do it. I just HAD to.