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chapter 1:Before hell

JOSH

I couldn't miss this opportunity. Twenty one pilots were going to perform no matter what besides -Debby would understand- it was for a good cause after all and she has always admired me for my burning love for my fans. Getting into my car I drove down the too-familiar road , turning with each predictable turn until it lead me to my favorite concrete hangout.

Trembling slightly I adjusted my tie for the twenty-first time and decided it was finally time to ring the doorbell. The sound of this particular doorbell always succeeded in making me grin.

"SWAT!", it echoed through the house, bouncing off each crisply painted white wall. 'ah that doorbell never gets old', I laughed to myself peacefully; stupidly not expecting what was about to come at me .

"BANG!", without warning, a figure dressed in nothing but a bath robe and over the top sunglasses drop kicked the front door open into my face.

"Tyler! How many times must I tell you? Stop scaring our guests away!", came a fatigued woman's voice from within the depths of the house.

"Sorry Jenna!", the strangely dressed figure yelled back, "It's only Josh anyway."

"Hey Ty.", I uttered from the floor, clutching my face in pain. "Help me up?" My out stretched arm was quickly rejected and-as usual- ended up in an insult about how I can't do anything for myself.

"Umm...anyway there's something I-"

"Josh I'm married" he interjected, "How many more times are you going to try propose to me brotha?"

okay I admit I went a little red...but that's only because it isn't true. "That's not what I was going to say!

There is something else I wanted to talk about."

"Come in."

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TYLER

Okay I always knew Josh was mad but now all my suspicions I have gathered over the last- pfft- ten years of him being completely insane have been officially confirmed.

"There is absolutely no way we are going", I concluded.

"Come on Ty! We only have to perform once for a charity event! Think about the children!"

I am a charitable guy, honestly I am. There genuinely is nothing else I would rather do than devote my time to the less fortunate. Don't believe me? Why do you think I spend so much time with Josh?

"What is the charity for?"

"uh they weren't really too clear on that in the email they sent to us. That's not the point though it's still for charity. All charities are valid you know Tyler," he nervously retorted as he pointed at his 18 slide PowerPoint presentation that he had obviously stayed up all night making.

"Go back to the slide with the e-mail quickly" I asked, "I want to see what was actually mentioned."

Josh opened up the e-mail on his laptop and projected it onto my perfectly white office wall:

Dear Mr Dun and Mr Joseph of the band 21 pilots,

You have been invited to an exclusive festival being held in Milan, Italy to raise money for a needy charity! Upload festival (not to be confused with the infamous 'Download Festival') will be held on the 4th of January 2020. you will play for about 2 hours and a hotel room will be provided for the two of you as well as plane tickets. Other bands of the same genre shall be attending.

contact us: +39 666 ------

email: thisisnotascamweswear@gmail.com

We are counting on your arrival,

Jeffrey McBasketball and the upload festival crew

At this point I couldn't tell if Josh was kidding about this whole thing or not so I decided to simply stare at him until he cracked.

"What?" he asked catching my threatening glance.

"Josh is this serious?"

My worst fear was confirmed by one nod from my idiotic band mate.

"Okay let's highlight all the fishy things going on in this e-mail, shall we? Okay (1.)This 'Jeffrey McBasketball' put your name before mine in the e-mail when everyone knows I'm more than half the pilots. You don't put the minority first Josh."

"Hey!"

"And secondly they put '21' pilots. That's so lazy, why even bother opening up their laptop to write an e-mail if they can't write our band name right?"

"Tyler you're over reacting"

I was not! Josh is the big dummy not me! Looking at Josh I could tell he really wanted to do this, he was prepared to travel to Milan on a two day notice to play at a festival no one had ever heard of.

"Listen buddy I'm sorry, I honestly can't go. Jenna is pregnant, I am going to be a dad and I can't leave her alone"

"I understand" Josh muttered, packing away all his things into his brand new briefcase which still had the price tag on, presumably because he bought it just for this little discussion. I knew he was disappointed but this just wasn't realistic right now.

"No, I want you guys to go play" my wife opened the door and entered, she had been listening to us the whole time like she always does.

"What?"

"Go, this clearly means a lot to Josh and you do owe him for wacking him in the face with the door earlier. it'll be fun Tyler."

And just like that Josh's face lit up as he stared at me with those huge puppy eyes he always makes every time I agree to pay for Taco Bell and he wants extra cheese in his burrito. As usual I gave in to those puppy eyes and I got him that extra cheese. Debby would be coming over to stay with Jenna and Joshua and I would be playing in Italy in two days time. With my agreement to go on this insane mission Josh ran up to me and embraced me tightly.

"Thank you so much Tyler"

"yeah whatever...get off me you rat"