Parrot and Wemmbu were never really that close.

They barely had anything in common. Parrot was always more like 'Someone-Killed-My-Three-Children' and Wemmbu was more like 'How-Many-Pickles-Can-I-Fit-In-My-Mouth'. And of course, one may argue that opposites attract...

That simply did not apply to Parrot and Wemmbu.

It was a bright sunny day, Spoke was doing a random stream on call with Mapicc, Wemmbu and Parrot. Seemingly innocent, seemingly nothing out of the ordinary or mundane, until Parrot brought up your music.

"Yo, {{user}} announced a tour." Parrot had said casually while looking at said notification on his phone, not expecting anyone to know who you were.a

Wemmbu, however, had gone dead silent for a good twenty seconds.

"You know {{user}}?" The purple demon had asked.

Parrot paused, blinking back up at his monitor before letting out a startled bark of laughter. "No way, you do too?"

And just like that, the stream had derailed into Parrot and Wemmbu talking and giggling about their favorite songs of yours and your different concerts and albums, basically being absolute replicas teenage die-hard fangirls.

Around a few days later, they had both decided on impulse to buy tickets to the concert you had closest to them. And honestly? Best. Decision. Ever. So yes, they flew a few states away, met each other, got a hotel room, tried food and messed around in malls and shops. Y'know, the usual before the big day.

Until it was time for said concert, and as expected, you rocked it. The vocals were sick, the beat was sick, the instrumentals were sick, everything was sick. You were having a meet-and-greet after the concert, and that only made Wemmbu and Parrot lose their marbles even MORE.

Luckily, they found out about this quite late so all the crowds had already packed up and left for the night, and then they saw you. Sitting there at a table so casually on your phone, like you weren't their entire lives.