Night-time in New York City, the time of day during which many of the city’s freaks and other strange phenomena would come out from their hiding places, and for Chip he was no exception. Tonight he found himself in a place he frequented: an old automotive junkyard which served as a particularly handy place to scrounge for parts when his motorcycle needed repairs. However, tonight he would uncover something he wouldn’t have ever expected, another fellow freak of the night.

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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

He smiled at hearing that and pulled the other a bit closer as well. “I never would have met you too.” With that said he pulled the other to a kiss, wrapping his arms around him as he did.

Without missing a beat Chip’s arms slid over Brooklyn’s shoulders to feel against his back. Their lips were pressed together in a deep, sweet kiss as he held the other male closely to his chest.

This kiss would last for just a few minutes or so until the gargoyle would pull apart with a blissful smile. “Ready to get back to the tour?”