sparrow015 | Music Meme #3

TAI, Nick, Snow

Chicago was a city of ice and snow. Nick was from Jersey, he thought he knew snow, but Jersey snow was more ice and slush. Chicago snow was blue-white walls of crystal, absorbing all sound and making it seem like he needed to whisper.

Bill was driving, slow but relaxed. "Will it be closed?" Nick asked, his voice softer than expected.

Bill shook his head, never taking his eyes off the white road. "Nah. Or if it is, they'll still let us in. Private party. Hey," he added at Nick's silence. "We promised Kevin we'd look after you and show you a good time. And baby, Chicago has lots of good times, even under five feet of snow."

Awww, TAI will take care of you Nick! band in laws! :D

TAI finds out Nick doesn't get cold in winter weather. :D

Nick sighed as he realized the notebook he needed right now wasn't in his bag. He mentally rewound until the last time he could remember having it; in the car, driving back, he'd taken it out to scribble a lyric note, and then...

He sighed again. Then Bill had asked him about waffles or something, and he'd put it in the door pocket. Blast.

Nick stumbled downstairs, trying to stay sleepy, not let himself wake. He knew as soon as he did, he'd lose the melody he'd been dreaming. He opened the front door and padded out across the snow to where the car was sitting at the end of the drive. The snow squeaked as it pushed through his toes, and Nick had to wrestle with the handle to get the door open.

The notebook was where he had left it. Cuddling it to his chest, Nick shut the car door and padded back to the open front door.

Bill was coming down the stairs. "Fuck, it's freezing...Jonas!" he yelped, speeding up. "What the fuck, it's like minus a hundred out there. Where's your coat...and your fucknig shoes!"

Nick looked down at the crystallized flakes still clinging to his feet. "Oh," he mumbled, finally awake.

He looked back up at Bill. "Cold doesn't really affect me." He pushed past Bill and went to go find a pen before the melody fully escaped him.

He heard the front door shut.

Heading to the kitchen, he found one near the phone and quickly wrote out what had been plaguing him when Bill stumbled in after him.

Bill was a musician first; he waited til Nick had written down the melody before he pushed nick into a chair and picked up his foot. "Toasty," he noted. "Oh, don't look at me like that," he added off Nick's glare. "I promised Kevin and Mike we'd look after you, and dying in a snowdrift is definitely not looking after you."

(did you know, there is about 10k written in this fairy glitter 'verse. O.O)

Nick kept his glare up, willing Bill to understand. "Bill, I'm not affected by the cold, at all!" He waved a bare, light blue arm. "My physiology makes it impossible."

(scenes from a crackverse?)

Bill seemed unconvinced, but let him go. Nick suspected he hadn't heard the end of that yet.

(pretty much! O.o I'm thinking this stuff should be posted or something. lol It's too good. :D)

He hadn't.

Over the next few days of staying in Chicago with Bill and the guys, he was besiged by various jackets, boots, scarves and other appearal in hopes he would, 'keep warm.'

Nick grounded his teeth and reminded himself it wasn't a good idea to kill Mike's band. No matter how well intentioned they were trying to be.

(LJ eat your comment again or busy day? :) )

also:
a) HUGELY busy day. half of work called snow day, fuckers
b) YES to posting. do it as a bunch of interconnected drabbles, it'd be lolarious

Finally, he walked out where Bill and Sisky were making anatomically correct snowmen.

In his underwear. "Point proven, I hope?" he said. He stood there, hands on hips. Not even shivering.

Silently, Bill and Sisky nodded. Satisfied, Nick went back inside.

Sisky watched his ass. "Is it wrong to be thinking lecherous thoughts about Jonas the younger?"

Bill was watching too. "No. But somewhere, Kevin just got the urge to strangle you and doesn't know why."

Sisky turned back to his snowman. "You know what we should have done."

"Tweeted a picture?" Bill asked, rolling a ball up between his mittens.

Sisky sighed. "Lost opportunity, man."

(people just don't know how to handle the snow. *patpats* Poor aki. *pets*
hee! Well, I have to see how far we continue with these 'drabbles' before any type of posting. :D)

Also, awesome Nick response to the others! \o/ half-naked Jonas for the win! And yes, they should've tweeted a pic. *giggles*

whose turn is it :)

I think mine. lol

Fire away, woman. :D

ummm, Joe: a true wingman

(Oh boy, wingman, eh? O.o)

It was another tour for the JoBros and another setup like before. An airy cage with lots of lights and boom mics.

Kevin and Nick were flitting about, getting used to the differences on this set. They even had a suspended drumkit that Nick was drooling over.

Ever since learning Kevin could float, they had been practicing hard at flying, which they archived. Before, they just glided to various platforms set up in previous tours.

Lazily taking to the air, Joe was glowing a little with happiness as he joined Nick on his side.

Supporting and ready to help out his younger brother should he fall.

But they wouldn't really, the sky was rapidly becoming their element as they harnessed their own Fairy powers. Laughing a little, Joe held back and then buzzed Nick and Kevin, darting inbetween them.

"Can't catch me, guys!" He taunted and put on a burst of a speed.

Kevin and Nick took up the challenge and Joe grinned as his brothers followed him through the air.

hahahaq, AWESOME!

It could've gone either way. Social or in the air type of wingman. I choose in the air. :D

i'd love to see their shows. consider that my followup prompt :) Joe: showman

(eeeeeeeeeeeeeeebil! lol)

Joe loved wireless technology. It allowed him not to be tethered down as he adjusted the mic near his mouth.

His wings flexed, vibrated and suddenly he was in the air, soaring above the crowd as he dipped low and reached out to the outstretched hands, high-fiving and smacking them with glee.

He did a running man impression in the air as he slowed down, twirled and came up near a girl in a wheelchair in a sectioned off side. He grinned at her surprised look, her glowing with excitement and him with his 'firefly impression' as Nick liked to call it.

He crooned a few words to her, gave a peck on her cheek and soared back to the main stage with the fans screaming at him.

Kevin came up beside him, sweaty and covered in glitter, fingers dancing along the strings as Nick came up his other side tossing him a tamborine that he shook with gusto.

They were all leaning against one another as they floated above the stage a littile, singing into their mics and to the fans.

It was just another night at a Jonas Brothers concert and Joe wouldn't have it any other way.

~sealclaps like MAD~

:D

Prompting you and then I am running away to bed. O.o I actually have steady hours at my new position at my job. Same company, same position, but different area of the city. lol

Since we're going with a Joe theme here:
Joe, FOB bus, glow
(I like having FOB around in this 'verse. :D)

Pete and Joe becoming fast friends terrified pretty much most of the tour. They ran around, laughing like loons, pranking anyone who didn't get out of the way fast enough.

Kevin would have had words with him, but, like everyone else, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Not when Pete's smile was as bright as the glow from Joe's skin.

Those two as friends would scare me as well. Lol. I was going to comment before I left for work but LJ was down. :(

Prompt me woman. :D

(lj was down all day! woe!)

umm, Mike/Kevin: care and maintenance of fey

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