Once they entered the hotel's lobby, Melodious looked at the sign-in booklet while the receptionist passed out while holding a half-drunk can of ginger beer. She informed that Vincent signed in to be staying at Room C-11, which is on the 3rd floor. Venturing the halls, they noticed a few "DO NOT DISTURB" signs despite being daytime. When Patrick Jr. pointed it out, Stephanie told him that he did not need to know why. They reached the room and Bianca knocked loudly, only for Spuncer to remind her that hotel's are meant for "being quiet". The door opened and it was indeed Vincent, who now has a curled-up beard.
Vincent reluctantly said, "Uh, 'ello"? Steph gulped and replied, "Did you... happen to get a recent call from Juliet about..." Vincent changed his mood, "Then... you must be the girl that found my son". Bianca moaned, "Aw, not another tearful-reunion reaction". Vincent sighed in relief, "Now, I can truly relax for realsies". He sat back in a chair and leaned so much that it fell backwards, though he didn't care. Melodious commented, "Good grief". Nonetheless, the group stepped in and made themselves home. Spuncer asked, "So, like are you really out here doing Canadian research"? Vincent answered while still sitting, "Yeah, why"? He took paper sheets out of Vincent's belongings and saw that they had nothing more than... actually, nothing more. Vincent denied, "Okay, I'm just having artist's block".
Vincent pointed out, "I know you didn't really come all this way to another country just to deliver good news. Did Juliet wonder if my business trip is really a vacation trip to see the Battle of the Bands, period"? Junior said, "Nope, you literally just admitted it". Vincent exclaimed, "Aw, bed sheets"! Steph cuts to the chase, "Look, the true reason we came was to purify the third stone at an altar located in this city. But, there are these really mean advanced robots that guard that place". Spuncer crossed his arms, "Yeah, it's not like we'd just find Gideon and ask him at the Battle of the Bands ourselves".
Suddenly, knocking was heard on the door and an envelope slides across the floor. Vincent got up after Spuncer opened it, cheering at the fact that it contained enough tickets for everyone! Steph said, "Wow, now we could all go together. Wait a minute. Are these even real"? Vincent compared, "They're... all legit. To think that most hotels usually leave mints and tiny bottles of soap that only have enough to wash a single armpit. Juliet's out to get me, I just know it. Ever since I first called her a blood cookie". Steph assured, "No, she isn't. Even if you did lie about your work". Bianca smirked, "Well, well, looks like six is a crowd. We'll keep our mouths shut if you treat us like YOUR guests". Everyone but Steph laughed at his misfortune. In the hall, Musette was finished eavesdropping. She said quietly, "Oh, no need to thank me, Stephanie. After all, none of you should miss 'my' show... as long as you can show me yours", and chuckled.
Meanwhile, in Juliet's house, Juliet and Bist were having a conflicting conversation. Juliet wondered, "What invasion? The one from 20 years ago? It was lead by the Black Cog, remember? Read my book"? Bist protested, "Don't give me that. My water particles can make contact with one's sweat and see if the truth is being told. See for yourself". It was hard for her to see, but the small drops were containing purple mist. It meant that she was lying! He sighed, "Now, look. It's really a simple question: Who really commanded the invasion that took everything from me"? He sunk a nail in his thumb and it prompted the particles to keep stinging Juliet like an everlasting jellyfish! After a lot of screaming, Juliet ultimately confessed, "It... was someone we used to call Clara Barnes".
Before Bist could go further, Luther interrupted the scene by throwing a metal blade on a wall and said, "That's enough, Bist". Juliet's suffering stopped after the particles returned to Bist's palm. Juliet pointed, "Another one? Then, you're those Believers that Stephanie mentioned". Luther added, "We're done here. Aren't we, Bist"? Bist said, "Very well. Least I have a clue to lean on". Once they escaped through a portal, Juliet called the Rust household to leave a message about being careful, no matter where they are or how safe they think they are. But, not to tell Stanley, Audrey, and Patrick Jr. and to call her back.
Somewhere desolate, Luther scoffed, "You're doing it again. Did you really think that finding the one responsible would bring your family back"? Bist answered, "No. That aside, lots more became deceased on that very day and such exploits were written in a book by that mortician. You weren't born, thus you wouldn't understand". Luther toyed his wrist with his fingers, "No... I feel like I do. Except... I felt driven off by my family; the people I was supposed to refer as 'loved ones'. Tch, perfect family my ass". He released and continued, "While I felt driven, someone close was driven. It's always the bad memories that are easy to remember". Bist pitied, "Perhaps we do have something in common".
Once they cleared the air, they were traveling back to the Aeternum. In mid-travel, Luther had to warn him once again that His Lordship wouldn't approve of them being major distractions that would cause Stephanie to disrupt his plans. Bist thought to himself, "Do I really care, though? There is no way I would permit this person a chance to start another invasion. Just you wait... for I have a forbidden ace on my sleeve".
A several hours later, it was late at the hotel. Bianca started a serious talk with Stephanie and told her depressing story, "Steph, I never got to tell you why I freaked out in that apartment. You see, I too had a family; by 'had', I meant that I kicked out. My parents were always drinking and it prompts them to do stupid things; like hitting, throwing pieces of glass, treating us like life-sized toys in an adult store. Before this, me and my little brother used to see life in a good way. That changed when one of my dad's relatives passed away and inherited a lifetime supply of alcohol. You can already guess, but our lives flipped to the other side of the coin. He held onto his self-esteem longer than me... until their worst case prompted me into getting booted of the door. As I lived on the street, I still remembered my brother's first breakdown like he was vouching for me. Even if people finally look tough, they can still be hurting..." and covered her eyes with her arms, "...like me".
Stephanie felt like she could cry; instead, she forcefully hugged Bianca and pressed her eyes shut. Bianca escaped and coughed, "What was that for"? Steph answered, "Well, sorry. I just felt like you needed one. Unlike me, real hospitals don't have people like that, no matter how cute the nurses seem". Vincent groaned, "NOW you tell me"? Steph said, "People say laughter is the best medicine, but I actually think it's love". Bianca's face turned pink, "St-st-stephanie"! Patrick Jr. interrupted (even though it already was), "Bianca's pink like me"? He leans to them, "It must be fate".
Spuncer cleared his throat, "Would you all chill out"? Steph asked Spuncer, "Speaking of which: could you tell me what you were like before and slightly after you took in Bianca"? Spuncer scratched with one finger, "Well, that was both random and specific". Vincent said, "Forgive me for being in the way, but we still have a little time until the event starts. So, please. Enlighten us". Bianca said, "That's not a bad idea", and whispered into Spuncer's ear, "Just watch out for hugs from Miss Steph". Spuncer said, "Eh, what the heck"?
Just like that, Spuncer started sharing, "Even though my P.O.V. was not 'sad' per sae, but once when I was little, my babysitter dad hired forced me to go to a rock concert. Of course, he and her punky girlfriend stuffed me into a body bag while pretending it was a grocery bag. Normally, little kids' hearing would be eradicated from the loud sound. But... there was a surprise number where a young woman with flashy hair had an angelic voice. I escaped from the bag for fresh air, thanks to a pocket-knife that a certain someone was too stupid to bring. I was moved and luckily crawled my way to the stage through the audience. On top, I was conspicuous to the point where the singer, Edwina McFarlane, noticed me and rubbed my head. Of course, that was the one moment where the sitter did notice and try to catch me, only to get tossed out by security while his GF was making out with another GF.
The happiness didn't last as long, since it turned out that Edwina was caught rigging the performance schedule by locking the real women of the band in a portapotty; which was knocked over. The evidence was all over; all over themselves (eww). Being kicked out, she kept ranting about them being the ones to pick on her since Junior High and her worst experience was being drenched by nasty liquids from a dental center. Didn't catch the full deets, but her shouting came with tears and profanity. As for me, I casually walked out while the staff had their hands full. Despite the beatings from him on the way home, I felt inspired to make my own jams. Of course, now, I currently work at a smoothie joint. It was better to hum than to sing; the boss said opening my mouth causes spit to leak.
One day, when I found Bianca in the rain, with guns in hand, I took her in my apartment. I vowed that until things could be straightened with her family, I chose to make her my roommate. That said, I asked if the boss would let her help out now-and-then whenever someone's sick to acquire their lost wages. But, when I was sick the first time since then, not only did she work to let me keep them, but she even made me a fruit salad without the 'salad' part as a thanks for everything I've done. I often used my hammer to smash stuff at the junkyard for fun, though Bianca couldn't lift it well. When we were passing by one day, we noticed Zach running loose in town and that's how we met you".
Steph felt amazed, "Wow... I had no idea". Vincent sniffed, "Man, two backstories in one night...", and looked at his watch, "Good gravy cakes, we better get going"! Everyone left the premises swiftly to get to the facility where the Battle of the Bands takes place.
Steph thought via monologue, "Spuncer, Bianca, they've been through a lot. And I thought my life was bad ever since college. They were there for each other, but what about that Edwina? Was anyone there for her? Poor woman. I also wished I was there when Margaret suffered that day, so our friendship wouldn't fall apart. Lately, I've been feeling less scared of myself during this journey. Is a prophesied weapon all I am anymore"?