After narrowly escaping their surprise fan ambush at 97.1 The Eagle, the Feral Eclipse crew did what any band of rockstars and werewolves running on zero sleep and a lot of adrenaline would do:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They hunted breakfast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The tour bus rolled into the parking lot of a sleepy little retro diner tucked just off the highway\u2014a chrome-and-neon place called Ruby\u2019s All-Nite Eats<\/strong>, known for pancakes the size of hubcaps and waitresses who\u2019d seen it all. Or so they thought.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Inside, it was the quiet lull between morning rushes. A few truckers sipped black coffee at the bar. A booth of college kids were fighting over a plate of shared fries. A local band geek in a Metallica shirt sat alone, pretending not to notice the Feral Eclipse tour bus pulling up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then the door opened, and in walked seven humans, three barepaw werewolves, and a tidal wave of backstage energy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The silence was immediate.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Behind the counter, a young waitress\u2014probably fresh out of high school, name tag reading LINDSAY<\/em> \u2014 turned around, saw Gabriel ducking under the doorway with his signature grin and clawed feet, and froze like a deer in a spotlight. Her eyes went full saucer. Her mouth fell open.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And then she dropped the entire pot of coffee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The crash of shattering glass echoed like a cymbal hit. Hot coffee splashed across the floor. Half the diner gasped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mark blinked once.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then, without saying a word, he walked over to the supply corner, grabbed a mop and bucket, and calmly began cleaning up the mess like he worked there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSafety first,\u201d he muttered gruffly. \u201cBare paws, broken glass and hot coffee don\u2019t mix.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The silence cracked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Someone from the booth nearest the window\u2014one of the contest winners from the radio station\u2014let out a loud gasp. \u201cMARK\u2019S DOING JANITORIAL WORK?! OH MY GOD.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Another whipped out their phone. \u201c#WerewolfWorkEthic! He\u2019s MOPPING! He\u2019s literally mopping!!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Phones went up like a forest of antennas. The Metallica kid slid out of his booth so fast his pancakes launched into orbit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Meanwhile, Gabriel helped a very red-faced Lindsay to her feet and gently patted her shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDeep breaths. We\u2019re just here for eggs.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thane, not missing a beat, began shoving tables together near the back. Cassie snagged a stack of menus and handed them out like she ran the place. Maya herded the rest of the crew into chairs with the stern grace of a bouncer at brunch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n By the time the mop hit the bucket for the third time, the diner had gone from half-full to completely overloaded. Word spread like fire across social media\u2014Feral Eclipse is at Ruby\u2019s! Thane is real! Mark mops! Gabriel smiled at me!<\/em>\u2014and within ten minutes, the parking lot looked like a rock festival. People were pressing against the glass outside, peering in, phones raised, trying to get a shot of the mythical pack breakfast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Inside, though? It was oddly calm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jonah poured syrup over a short stack and tried to set the world record for most sausage links in a mouth. Emily snapped a selfie with a fan who\u2019d brought a custom plushie of the tour bus. Rico signed a shoe. Maya let a kid draw a cartoon of the band on a napkin. Gabriel pulled out a salt shaker and started balancing it on Thane\u2019s ear mid-bite.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou\u2019re gonna regret that,\u201d Thane warned, not even looking up from his hash browns.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNah,\u201d Gabriel said. \u201cI\u2019ll regret not<\/em> doing it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Cassie laughed so hard she nearly snorted her coffee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Outside, someone held up a sign scrawled in marker: Mark, still holding the mop, raised a clawed hand in a silent salute and muttered, \u201cI am never<\/em> living this down.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" After narrowly escaping their surprise fan ambush at 97.1 The Eagle, the Feral Eclipse crew did what any band of rockstars and werewolves running on zero sleep and a lot of adrenaline would do: They hunted breakfast. 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WE LOVE YOU, JANITOR MARK!!<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n