All four corners of the venue were packed. Fortune's Cradle was accepting of android owners and enthusiasts. If Daniel, Ben and Chris attempted to play anywhere else that wasn't, they would face all measures of torture and destruction.

There were a few human-only establishments that secretly opened their doors to droids after hours, but their only motivation was the money they could make from such deceptions.

At first glance, unless you knew what to look for, the average person would not be able to tell android from human standing shoulder-to-shoulder around the thrust stage. Jamie and I wiped at the beads of sweat on our foreheads.

The crowd roared with delight and excitement when the mock heat lamps at the back of the stage flickered and burned orange. Ben sat at his drums first, followed by Chris passing the strap of his bass guitar over his head. Since Ben and Chris were newer models provided by Aurora, they both could play any silverchair song under the stars.

Though my Daniel was limited to their first two albums and instances of android creativity now and then, it didn't matter. His stage presence and attitude synced up so well to his original that it had left me in tears for months after he became mine. He even baffled Aurora engineers.

I couldn't remember the last time I had come out to Fortune's Cradle to see him perform. He was often backed by human musicians. Tonight was a blissful surprise.

Jamie looped her arm around my shoulders and said into my ear, "He told me they are gonna rock us fangirls through the faarrrrkin' roof."

"I'm so ready for this," I shouted before a scream escaped my lips.

Chris's bass purred the chunky and dark opening of "Israel's Son" in an extended loop. My heart clenched. I caught sight of Daniel's eyes on me. He threw me a seductive and cheeky scowl before slamming into the song with Ben. 

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I died a little, too.
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