Music.
Mau5 stood in the studio booth over looking the End of Line Club. He was wearing a new mau5head, chrome now, body rocking back and forth as he ran his hands expertly over the buttons and sliders of the soundboards.
Under the mask, a truly ecstatic grin was plastered to his face. He was doing what he loved, making music, bass pounding in his chest. That was the best feeling in the world, he thought, to feel the music resonate within his body.
Thomas casually walked up the stairs leading up to the studio. He knew that one of the new MP3’s was playing, by the music flowing out of the club’s speakers, but he was unsure of which one. He hit the top and saw a large chrome head accompanied by a tall skinny body standing in front of the soundboards, Mau. “!!!” Thomas was shocked to see a new head on the MP3, wondering where the other one went.
“YOU HAVE A NEW HEAD.” Thomas flashed at Mau as soon as he was in sights. “:’O”
Mau5 took his hands from the boards for a moment to wave at Thomas, and to give him a thumbs up. He set up some music to play while he was gone from the booth and exited it to greet Thomas face to face.
“Hey! Good to see you, how’ve you been?” he asked, standing with his hands on his hips.
