The plan was simple.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Cassie had caught wind of a musical cast party being thrown after the closing night of Blood & Banners<\/em>, a West End gothic epic that somehow combined sword fights, tragic love, and rock ballads into three and a half hours of eyeliner-fueled drama. The cast had heard Feral Eclipse was in town, and one very dramatic tenor had personally extended the invite.<\/p>\n\n\n\n So naturally, the pack showed up early. And by “showed up,” they arrived in black SUVs, all dressed to vaguely impress \u2014 except Gabriel, who wore his concert jeans and a flowy purple scarf he insisted was \u201cartsy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The theater was packed. The stage still held the after-party set: moody lighting, thrones, and an inexplicable fog machine that no one could figure out how to turn off. Champagne flowed. Cast members buzzed around in stage makeup half-worn and half-melted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mark leaned against a fake pillar, side-eyeing the blinking fog machine. \u201cThat thing\u2019s gonna short out.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cLet it,\u201d Thane muttered, already checking exits and counting heads like a security detail with a sound engineer’s paranoia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Cassie and Maya were instantly mobbed by the cast. Jonah somehow ended up arm wrestling a backup dancer. Rico wandered into a swordfight reenactment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And Gabriel?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gabriel got pulled onstage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHey, hey! Whoa whoa whoa \u2014 what\u2019s happening?!\u201d he shouted with a laugh as two overly enthusiastic ensemble members practically dragged him toward center stage. \u201cI didn\u2019t even audition!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou don\u2019t need to, darling,\u201d one of them winked. \u201cYou\u2019re famous<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Before Thane could intervene, a spotlight snapped on. Music began to swell. A live pianist \u2014 apparently on standby for chaos \u2014 launched into a vamp that sounded suspiciously like a power ballad about wolves and betrayal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gabriel froze like a deer caught in high-beams\u2026 then lit up like a Broadway marquee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOh. We\u2019re doing this<\/em>? Cool.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n He struck a pose, flipped his scarf like a diva, and belted the first thing that came to his mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \ud83c\udfb5 \u201cYou left me in the forest, with claws out and heart exposed! \/ But I rose like a moonlit vengeance, \/ In leather pants and poetic prose!\u201d<\/em> \ud83c\udfb5<\/p>\n\n\n\n The cast lost it. The crowd screamed. A fog machine belched triumphantly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n From the audience, Cassie buried her face in her hands. \u201cOh my god. He\u2019s improvising a gothic musical solo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mark crossed his arms. \u201cIt\u2019s actually\u2026 not bad.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jonah was filming. \u201c#FeralOnBroadway<\/em> is trending. Again.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gabriel twirled once, fell to his knees in a dramatic gesture, and howled into the rafters. The lights dimmed perfectly on cue. The pianist collapsed laughing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thunderous applause shook the theater.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thane, arms crossed, just sighed. \u201cThis is why we can\u2019t have nice things.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The cast surged forward and tackled Gabriel in a congratulatory group hug. Fans were already storming the lobby to catch a glimpse. Someone outside had posted that the \u201cferal American band is staging a secret musical.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n By the time the crew regrouped outside, the crowd had tripled. Flashbulbs, live streams, even a BBC reporter trying to get a quote.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gabriel strutted out of the stage door and gave a grand bow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cLadies and gentlemen,\u201d he said with mock seriousness, \u201cI accept this award on behalf of my chaotic muse, the bandmate who\u2019s glaring at me right now, and the fog machine that refused to quit.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The crowd cheered again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mark looked at Thane. \u201cYou gonna let him live this down?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thane deadpanned. \u201cAbsolutely not.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The plan was simple. Cassie had caught wind of a musical cast party being thrown after the closing night of Blood & Banners, a West End gothic epic that somehow combined sword fights, tragic love, and rock ballads into three and a half hours of eyeliner-fueled drama. 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