"God I'm gonna miss you" Brendon sighed, running his hands threw Sarah's hair. "I'm gonna miss you more." She frowned, wishing her husband wouldn't leave.

Brendon smiled. "I'll be back before you know it." He held her face and kissed her softly, one, two, three. Three times. "Yeah okay love birds, let's go, we're gonna be late!"

Zack pulled Brendon to the car as he waved bye, and blew kisses to Sarah. "I love you!!" He yelled to her, making her laugh. "I love you too dork!"

And just like that, she was gone for the next few months. "I'm excited for this tour, I'm fuckin ready for it!" Brendon said, as he hyped himself up.

"Yeah you should be, this will be the first tour without Dallon." He sighed. "I'm proud of him, I hope he gets far." He relaxed in his seat as he looked out the window.

"Goodbye LA." He said in a whisper. He turned to Zack who was texting the touring band to get ready because they were headed to the airport. "Where's the first show?" He readjusted his uncomfortable seatbelt. "Uuuh, Minneapolis? Yeah" Brendon nodded. "Cool."

"Who's the new bassist?" Brendon asked another question, Zack let out an annoyed grunt, wrong side of the bed this moring. "Nicole Row." He said like Brendon knew who that was.

"Who?" He asked "Some chick who can play bass well!" He snapped. "Fine, Jesus Christ." Brendon sat back annoyedly, staring out the window.

"Look, I'm sorry, just been a rough moring." Brendon just rolled his eyes "Whatever.." He grumbled. "Fine, if you want to act like a little bitch, then you'll be treated like one." Zack told him. He didn't know what that meant but he was sure he'd learn.

• • • •

Once they got to the airport he met his new touring crew, Nicole, Mike, and of course Dan. "Alright, let's go, the gates are gonna open soon." Zack shoved Brendon in the direction of their flight.

Brendon growled "Don't fucking touch me you dick!!" He had turned around to see an unamused Zack. Mike And Nicole thinking this was all just a big joke, were giggling like Japanese school girls. Not that he knew what the sounded like because he'd never stepped foot in a Japanese school.

"Oh, that's rich considering you were being an asshole this moring." Zack said calmly which infuriated Brendon further. "I'm gonna fuckin hit you if you don't get the fuck away from me." Dan, Mike, and Nicole learned quickly this wasn't some type joke being played on them anymore.

"Alright you two, that's enough, Zack, you go get a coffee and I don't want to see you until you get a cappuccino in your big ass hands. Brendon, you need to breathe, and chill out." Dan said, standing between them.

"Fine." Both Zack and Brendon said in unison, they all regrouped after a few minutes, Zack apologized and so did Brendon. Then they continued to the gate to get to their plane.

• • • •

"Sound check y'all!" Zack yelled to them, they were getting they're outfits ready, taking shots here, and there and jamming to music. "Lets gooo!" Brendon yelled as he ran to the stage.

"Is he always that hyper?" Nichole asked. Dan nodded "Yeah pretty much, oh. World of advice to you two." Mike turned his head to look at Dan.

"Do not and I mean NOT mention old members, that is including Ryan Ross." Mike looked confused.

"Who?" Dan groaned "He was the original Panic At The Disco guitar player. Him and Brendon were close, like super close. Bringing him up might lead to you getting fired." He patted Mike's shoulder and walked out for sound check, Mike looked confused off into the distance.

Nicole followed Dan out, as soon as she was gone Mike turned to comment but was met with nothing but an empty room. "Hmph." He said and headed out to the stage.

• • • •

"ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!"

Brendon yelled, they had broken into Don't Threated Me With A Good Time, having a perfect run of it, he felt pumped. "That was good Zack?" Brendon asked into the microphone, looking at his best friend.

"Yeah that was good Brendon, hey, how do you feel about playing a song from that album?" Zack asked uncomfortably, Brendon began to sweat.

"Um, I don't know, what song?" He said. "Uh, Nine In The Afternoon?" Zack asked. Brendon shook his head.

"No, no, not that one.." Nichole raised her brows at his response and lifted her water bottle for a quick drink. "Okay, what about Mad As Rabits?" Brendon was hesitant before answering.

"Look, no, I don't want to play that album, I'm doing Don't Threaten Me first, and that's final, so please stop pushing." Brendon said in a demanding voice.

Zack said "Fine, I was just trying to do a little fan service but I get it, not that album.."

Zack walked off back stage to the road crew. "Why can't we play songs from Pretty Odd?" Nicole asked. Brendon shot his head in her direction.

"What the fuck did you just say?" Brendon asked. "I mean your fans love that album, don't be a stubborn asshole just play one song, we can learn it real quick before the show starts." She protested

"Do you wanna keep your job?" Brendon asked her, trying to tower over the women but finding it difficult because she was wearing very tall boots . "Y-yes..." she said shyly. "Then you best watch your damn mouth." He growled.

She nodded, but was furious; glaring at him as he walked way from her. She threw her bass down and walked away, off stage, Brendon scuffed. He didn't need that girl coming in asking questions she didn't understand. He was already so close to coming to another mental break down.

This was the last thing he needed in his life. He didn't want people to continue talking about that part of his life anymore, it was nine- ten years ago.

"God, I hope she's not like that all tour" Brendon mumbled in frustration.

"Alright people, show starts at ten!" Zack yelled out. "Where's Nicky?" Everyone shrugged but Brendon. "I'll go get her...we don't have time for this fuckin shit." He mumbled the last part under his breath.