"Oh Daaarrreeennn...."
"No Mum...I don't wanna go to school today...Biiiggg test...."
Daniel began to laugh, loud and hard at the snoozing singer, playing with his sleepy mind.
"But Darren...Mum wants some attention..."
He snickered again as one blue eye shot open, staring at him coldly.
"That wasn't funny, Jonesy. If you want anything from me, you won't be talking like my mum...What a turn off..."
He folded his arms across his chest, pouting in that infamous style of his, and continued to glare. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy Daniel being the first thing he saw in the morning, it was just that his bedside manner desired something more.
"I didn't mean it...You know I was just playing with you. Besides...I'm sure I'm better at something than your mum could ever be..."
"Oh really? And what could that possibly be?"
"Guess I'll have to show you..."
Daniel crawled over Darren's body, their lips meeting for a searing kiss as his hands began to wander. Darren was writhing under him, about to start begging when the phone began to ring. Turning those iced eyes to the phone, he realized that maybe the glare didn't work so well on squawking machinery. Reaching over, Daniel picked it up from the cradle.
"Hello? Oh yeah....uh huh....ok....yeah yeah yeah....WHAT?! No....sure....tomorrow? Oh...alright, got ya....Yep, alright...cya then I guess...Bye."
He hung it up, looking back at Darren.
"And so?"
"And so what?"
"Who was on the phone, and what's going on?"
Daniel rubbed at the back of his neck nervously, trying to think of a different way of phrasing it, but not succeeding.
"Ah, well, that was Terry, and he says he needs a favor..."
"Okay, go on..."
"There's a band here from the states, and the tour isn't selling too well, so they've asked if we would go with them while they are here, just to drum up some ticket sales."
Darren squinted a bit, cocking his head to the side.
"So, we're helping a band make money by touring with them while they are here in Australia...What band?"
"That's the bit I'm worried about. It's Linkin Park..."
"Oh my God! I get to tour with Chester Bennington!? I can't believe this...Oh, this is going to be the best tour yet!"
He slipped out of Daniel's grasp in a flash, diving into his closet as quickly as humanly possible.
"Daz, we're not going until tomorrow..."
"Good, just enough time to get packed..."
Daniel rolled his eyes, sighing.
"Well, so much for that 'showing-what-I'm-better-at' moment. I still don't know what you see in him."
