{"id":89,"date":"2023-04-06T01:00:21","date_gmt":"2023-04-06T06:00:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/?p=89"},"modified":"2024-02-10T10:23:15","modified_gmt":"2024-02-10T16:23:15","slug":"glitter-is-forever","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/threewerewolves.com\/tourblog\/glitter-is-forever\/","title":{"rendered":"Glitter is Forever"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Tour van, 2:13 AM, somewhere on the highway<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

The wheels hummed steady beneath them, cutting through the Texas night. Inside the tour van, dim blue LED strip lights cast a quiet glow over empty pizza boxes, half-drained soda cans, and the slowly circulating cloud of airborne glitter that refused to die.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Thane sat in the front seat, laptop open on his lap, trying to update the rigging log. Trying.<\/em> But every keystroke brought a faint shimmer off the pads of his claws, and the cursor had glitter under<\/em> it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mark was reclined on the opposite bench seat, headphones in, arms crossed, eyes closed. The glitter in his fur sparkled gently every time the cabin lights dimmed. Someone\u2014probably Gabriel\u2014had drawn a smiley face in it on his shoulder. Mark hadn\u2019t noticed yet. Or maybe he had, and was just accepting his fate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gabriel, sprawled on the floor in front of the mini fridge, was still laughing every few minutes at absolutely nothing. His tail twitched under the kitchenette table, and he had a glitter mustache that wasn\u2019t coming off until at least Tuesday.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019re gonna wake up in like three weeks and find it in your teeth<\/em>,\u201d Thane muttered, rubbing his face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gabriel rolled onto his back and pointed lazily at the ceiling. \u201cI regret nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mark opened one eye, slowly. \u201cYou should. I sneezed earlier and sparkled like a My Little Pony death scene.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gabriel grinned wider. \u201cSee? That means it worked.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Thane sighed, closing the laptop. \u201cAt this point, we don\u2019t even need fog machines. We are<\/em> the fog machines.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The van hit a bump, and a faint tinkle<\/em> sounded as a Rocket Gator charm dislodged from the air vent and clinked onto the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mark didn\u2019t even flinch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m never trusting either of you again,\u201d he said, voice flat. \u201cNext time we pass a souvenir shop, I\u2019m buying a flamethrower.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Thane chuckled. \u201cYou say that every time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd one day,\u201d Mark whispered darkly, \u201cit\u2019ll be true.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gabriel reached for a soda, popped it open, and took a long sip. \u201cHey Thane?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNext tour\u2026 you think they\u2019d let us shoot glitter into<\/em> the crowd?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Thane blinked slowly. \u201cGabriel.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201c\u2026Yes?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019re sleeping outside.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mark raised a hand. \u201cSeconded.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gabriel just laughed, rolled onto his side, and curled his tail like a smug cat. \u201cWorth it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And so the van rumbled on\u2014three wolves, a metric ton of glitter, and one unforgettable night in the books. Somewhere out there, a stagehand was still coughing up sparkles, and a lighting console would never quite be clean again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But on the open road, beneath the stars, they were content. Sleepy. Sparkly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And ready to do it all again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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