//Vi PoV//

  "Powder? Where are you going?" Vi asked, her fusion shifting to dismay as she watched Powder suddenly sprint back the way they had e.

  Powder called back excitedly, "I'm going to get my gun! I'll be ba a minute!"

  "Why?!" Vi yelled, cupping her hands around her mouth. "Powder, please! We're going to miss it!"

  Too te- she was already gone. Vi sighed, her flicted eyes darting back toward the cert. Thankfully, Scratch hadn't started singi.

  Groaning again, she folded her arms and leaned against a wall, waiting for her sister to return.

  'Does she think she'll find him here?' Vi thought doubtfully, frustration bubbling inside her. Her grip tightened around her arms, her eyes still startiweereet and the cert. 'I still hear it from here but... Ugh! She should be ba a few mi most.'

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  //Orion PoV//

  People were jumping and cheering all around, bumping into each other and spilling drinks in merry untrolble excitement. Orion stood awkwardly, his annoyance growing, in the ter of it all on the Uy side. People kept knog into him, prompting him to feel more ahaed.

  'They haven't even started...' Orion thought, his irritation deepening as he was shoved sideways again.

  His eyes swept the crowd. It was divided ly in half- Piltover residents on one side, Uy oher. But both groups came with a purpose: to hear these two sing.

  Suddenly, a deafening drumroll began, followed by a shrieking, yellirahat sent the crowd into a frenzy. The he motion- it was absolute chaos.

  If it wasn't bad before, now it felt like he was inside a pinball arcade mae.

  'This probably would've been fun if I'd actually heard them sing before... or If I'd e with someone-' Orion's thoughts stopped mid-way, his eyes widening.

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  //Powder PoV//

  'I definitely saw him!'

  Powder's mind raced as she lunged for the bedframe, grabbing her gun.

  'Vi won't mind,' She thought, her heavy breathing as she sprinted out the door. 'Especially when she finds out I'm right! She and Vander will have to buy me treats after this!'

  She was fident in herself, fident ihoughts. That blue hue behind the mask, his chug at Vi's as, and not to mention the repeated, familiar gestures- it had to be Orion!

  Or at least, she hoped it was.

  Rounding a er, Powder skidded to a halt, spotting Vi boung impatiently ooes- a rare sight. Her sister showed eager, desperate impatience.

  Powder tucked the gun into her trousers, the oversized haig out awkwardly. She smirked up to her sister.

  "See? Just a minute!" Ploated, sweating and breathing heavily.

  Vi rolled her eyes and muttered, "Yeah, whatever. Let's hurry! It's about to start!"

  A painful knot had formed in her Powder's chest at Vi's dismissive tone.

  'What if I'm right?' she wohe hurt spreading through her. 'Why doesn't she care?'

  But ahought g her too. 'But what if I'm wrong?'

  A different feeling, doubt, mixed into her thoughts. Powder's hands tightly gripped her pant legs. She could feel her heart rushing and head spinning again like before, taking in deep breaths to calm herself.

  'No!' Powder shook her head. 'Now's not the time! Stay focused Powder!'

  Powder smacked her cheeks and her expression tightened, resolve aerminatioling in before chasing after her sister.

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  //Orion PoV//

  Orioeo bound join in with the chaos, weaving through the crowds away from the approag figures of Vi and Powder. They were also making their way excitedly toward the stage, their expressions alight with excitement. Both seemed drunk omosphere, their emotions a crazed mix of etion and thrill.

  Vi's gaze was locked onto the stage as she shouted, cheered, and bounced with the crowd, f her way closer. Powder was a little different, though.

  Powder's eyes darted up with bubbliement at the stage, but every few seds, her head would whip around.

  In those brief moments, her eyes revealed yearning and desperation. Her eyebrows raised with a hopeful expression before being sucked bato the crowd and atmosphere.

  'This is definitely a rollercoaster of emotions for her,' Orion observed, amused as the two separated slightly in the chaotic crowd.

  Still trying to weave his way out, Orion hat Vi was too absorbed on Scratd the performance. She looked like a star-struck girl, fetting everything around her.

  'Fuck,' Orion cursed internally as the chaotic mayhem at the front forcibly shoved him back toward Vi and Powder.

  Awkward.

  Orion found himself boung up and down with the crowd directly in front of Vi. Her gaze locked onto his mask with a bnk, fused expression- still bobbing and weaving to the music herself.

  "Huh?" Vi's voice of disbelief cut through the chaotic atmosphere.

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  //Vi's PoV//

  "Uh...truce?"

  The ominous figure that had struck fear and uainty into her iunnels now stood before her. Except now, he looked awkward. Goofy.

  His body jerked up and down with the musipletely out of sync.

  "Is he trying to match the drums?'

  Vi squinted, feeliain that was the case. He was slightly offbeat, and it wasn't even the beat to be boung tht now! Scratch was in the middle of doing her iic guitar riff, and this guy was still boung to the drums!

  Scowling, she yelled through the roar of the musid crowd. "If you want a truce, at least do her music justice!"

  She didn't feel like fighting right now. Actually, she felt a little intrigued- and amused. pared to before, he felt pletely harmless. Besides, this was Scratch's cert. The st pce she wao start trouble, despite her usual tendencies.

  "No, don't move like that! Move like this-"

  Vi moved closer, exaggerating her movements in an attempt to show him better movements and be more in sync. He slowed down, his jerky movements adjusting slightly as he tried to follow her lead.

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  //Powder's PoV//

  "AAAA!" Powder screamed hysterically in the crowd, her eyes locked onto Vi and the masked figure dang together.

  Her mouth hung open, stun-locked. Before she k, she was manically shoving her way through the crowd towards them. Powder ripped her gun out, her gaze never leaving him.

  "Hey, HEY! ORION!" Powder called desperately, prompting his head to turn slightly as she waved her gun wildly. "I K!"

  Vi, still caught up in the music, hadn't noticed. Her eyes were closed as she bounced and danced in pce, directly in front of him. Powder's shouting didn't eveer.

  The masked figure's body visibly defted, slumping amidst the chaos of the music. He kept a vague bouo the beat but raised a fio where his mouth would be- a clear hushing motion.

  "AAAAAAAAAAA!"

  Powder didn't care. She violently shoved through the st few people.

  "HEY!"

  "WATCH IT!"

  When finally in range, Powder unched herself at him, embrag him tightly and dropping the gun in the process.

  All the tension, all the guilt that had beeing away at her came flooding out at once. She openly cried, her sobs muffled as she buried her fato his jacket aears staining his jacket.

  "I didn't know! I was only trying to help! I'm sorry!"

  Her grip tightened on him when she felt him move, as if letting go would mean losing him all ain.