A/N Hey Killjoys! We're going back to Parties POV for a while, but there will be more POV changes later in the story. Well, I've run out of stuff to say again… enjoy!

Chapter 7

Party Poison POV

I look back at the two teenagers, Crash had fallen asleep and Dark would be soon, his dark figure made it hard for me to even see his now that the sun had set. He still hadn't taken off his mask and hadn't really talked to any of us besides Crash. I sigh, looking back out the window, we'll need to find a spot to stop so we can rest soon or jets gonna run us off the road when he falls asleep. I decide to let Jet decide if we should stop, if not I'll take over driving, after a few minutes of more sleepy silence I ask him.

"Let's just sleep; I'm not letting you stay up all night driving again. You know what it does to you." He answers, I'm glad he decided to stop even though I was fully up for driving for a while.

"Alright, let's find a spot."

We pull over by a large rock formation, hoping it will give us some over for the night.

"We should probably sleep in shifts; I want to make sure that nothing happens tonight." I say to jet who agrees right away.

"I can take first shift with someone, you need some sleep Party." He says. He still sounds over tired but I don't feel like protesting.

"I can take the shift with him, I don't want to have to wake Crash yet." Dark says quietly from the back. I'm glad he did because I wasn't letting the two teenagers be together, I still was having trouble fully trusting them. We switch spots, keeping jet in the driver's seat I let Dark take my spot in the passenger seat. I finally let myself give in to the tiredness, falling asleep in the back seat of the car.

After what feels minutes I'm awaken by jet who was nudging my shoulder, a slightly confused Crash slowly getting out of the car next to me. Rubbing my eyes I get into the driver's seat hearing Crash and Dark quietly say good night to each other. She sits down beside me yawning, and then pulls her jacket tighter around her. The desert could get pretty cold during the night. We stay silent for a while, fighting to stay awake for the first hour.

"What time even is it?" Crash says, looking over at me with sleepy eyes.

"Probably 1:00" I say back.

"Oh"

That's all that is said for a while until:

"You said you were going to get your friends back but," she stops, thinking over something carefully. "Who are they?"

I breath in, I wasn't ready for that question to be asked. How was I going to answer that, how was I going to even start to describe Kobra and Ghoul?

"Well, they took my brother, Kobra kid, and my best friend, Fun ghoul." I say slowly, keeping my voice quiet.

"What are they like?" she asks, still sounding like she's being careful.

"You'd like Fun ghoul and Dark would get along pretty well with Kobra. Kobra's pretty awesome, he can seem quiet and kind of mean at first but he's not. He's tall and has awkward knees. He's actually a huge nerd, even though he doesn't really look it anymore, He is badass at the Bass Guitar. He also is a bad shooter and has a short temper." I smile a little, "He's a great brother."

"As for Ghoul," I start, sitting up a little in my seat, "well, he's short and sweet, lots pf tattoos. Energetic, kinda like a puppy but he's got a passionate side to him. He's an amazing guitarist. He's rebellious and headstrong and would do anything for his friends."

I take a moment to remind myself that they're fine; I try to not think of Ghouls hurt leg, or what BL/inds could be doing to them.

"You know when most people would give up if there best friends were taken by Better Living but you two, you aren't. You two are over here risking it all for them." Crash says, and for the first time we really look at each other, she's small and has dark eyes and hair, her looks are almost the opposite of Darks, who has light hair and is taller. Her orange jacket stands out against the darkness.

"Sometimes you just gotta forget everything and risk it, especially for your friends because sometimes they're all you got."

After that we talk about little stuff, stuff that doesn't matter but matters all too much at the same time. Stuff like the sun, and what we had for breakfast, Good stuff like coffee. We completely ignore all the shit that usually goes on in our messed up world. It actually feels good to just talk.

The first rays of sun appear over the horizon, signifying a new day. I watch the sun rise, enjoying the comfort in its beauty. I lean over and nudge Crash Kat, who groggily opens her eyes. She had fallen asleep so I had just let her rest.

"Why the crap are we up so early party,"

"Quit your complaining." I say in response to the whine. She sits up and rubs her eyes, blinking a few times then yawns.

"You wake up dark, I'll get jet" I say and she nods.

A few minutes later and we're all standing up stretching our legs outside of the car. Pretty soon we'd head off the rest of the way through zone 1 and into the city. We'd need a plan on how to get into BL/inds HQ but that would come later.