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*LIZZIE POV*
—Puff, are you serious about this? Just because I'm starting my bass guitar lessons, doesn't means I HAVE to join your shitty band, jeez..., I complained to my brother. He smiled at me with that weird smile of his, or whatever.
—Liz, if you join my band, you'll be like a new-gen Geezer Butler!, he exclaimed. Damn, did he REALLY have to say that?
—Fine, whatever, I'm in., I gave in. He grinned triumphantly, hugging me.
—That's my non-binary stoner sibling right there! He said, guiding me to the tour bus/studio, whatever the fuck is that.
—Okay, uh, Puff, you don't need to introduce me to Benatar and Deejay. These dudes are your high school friends, right?, I asked, slighty in doubt.
—Yup! And we finally have a drummer, which means no more having to use Deejay's drum samples! Lizzie, meet Axel. He's a college friend., he introduced me to the new drummer.
—Uhh...hi? I greeted nervously. He is kinda creepy, after all.
—'Sup., Axel greeted nonchalantly, altough I could see a hint of nervousness.
—He isn't much of a talker, is he?, I asked, whispering to my brother.
—Yeah, but he'll open up to you one day, Liz.
—Huh, okay., I let it aside for now.
*INFO*
Lizzerton "Lizzie" Humbert is Puff Puff's younger adoptive sibling. He found them in a dumpster when they were 5 and still identified as a girl, their deadname being Marina. They started to question their own gender at the age of 12 and first dyed their hair at the age of 14, dying it blue, the color that they have now. Lizzie is now 20 and Puff is 22. They are as tall as Puff, being 5'5. Their skin is slighty tan. Their favorite bands are Black Sabbath, Limp Bizkit, and Faith No More.
*BACK TO LIZZIE POV, A FEW WEEKS LATER*
I woke up on my matress, there were only 4 bunks instead of 5, after all. I got up and made some toast. Everything seemed to be normal, until my douche brother came up to me and said:
—Wanna show up on a videoclip?, he asked.
—What?, I asked, confused. I had just woken up, after all. What kind of dumbass drops that bombshell for someone who just woke up?
—You heard me, Lizzerton., he confirmed. God, I hated when he called me my full name. But hey, it isn't my deadname, right?
—Can I at least have my toast first?, I requested. I was fucking STARVING! Anyways, I ate my toast and went to the recordings. And, guess who was there too? Axel, the creepy drummer. He gave me the heebie-jeebies.
—So, remember that one song we recored, "Robot Bar Fight"?, he asked.
—Uhh, yeah., I nodded. That song was really Daft Punk-ish in my opinion. —So, what I had in mind: me, you, and Axel, in this robot-ish style, and all the robots and robot-like charecters appear on the videoclip fighting, as the title says!, he said, really hopeful about the videoclip. —Sure, I guess..., I just went along. I wanted to socialize with Axel, after all. To be continued...