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My Final Offer

I am but a simple clown in the JATP fandom, drowning in the amazing fanworks y’all have put on tumblr AND AO3, and I couldn’t resist adding my own here to celebrate this Clowngate. I noticed that there was less Reggie angst on here then other characters, and he’s my comfort character so of course that means he’s gonna have to suffer(sorry bud). Don’t worry, there’s also Jukebox and Willex and Flynn and PLENTY of angst for the others too! This is the first chapter, but it’s a WIP but the other chapters are on AO3 and I’ll probably post them on here too. Hope you enjoy!!

Summary: Caleb gets bored of using Nick as a puppet and decides to strike the band where it will hurt them the worst. This is his Final Offer, and if they do not submit this time they will be very sorry.

Besides, even if his plan doesn't work out, he will still have a brand new Bassist in the end.

Chapter 1: Now or Never(Caleb POV)

Nothing was working out for Caleb Covington.

“UGHHH!” he groaned, slamming his head against his desk in defeat. It was just him and his stupid guard in this gloomy office. As the sun slipped under the horizon outside his Hollywood Ghost Club, Caleb sat and pondered. Random papers and sticky notes haphazardly covered his desk, but even with all that he was no closer to getting his band!

It had been months since the Orpheum performance. Months since those little rats had escaped his clutches and ran away with their girlfriend. The memory made anger boil inside of him, but he had moved on! His possession of Nick was an amazing, diabolical plan that he thought would put Julie and the rest of them under his control.

But the plan was flawed. Possession turned out to be exhausting and painful, and was ultimately ineffective. He left mere days after he arrived, and accomplished absolutely nothing! The boy was fine of course, he knew nothing of what happened, but that didn’t matter. All that mattered was him coming up with a new plan. Caleb had been trying for weeks, experimenting with new stamps and coming up with ideas, but none of them would ever work. The-

“Hmm hm hmmm hmm hmmm,” William, his “guard” at the time, was humming from across the room. Caleb rolled his eyes.

Anyway, Alex, Luke, and Reggie had avoided his club like the plague since the Orpheum. If he had to interfere with his teleportation magic again he would, but right now he had no way of controlling them, of keeping them all in one place. If he could only-

“Hm hm hm hm hmm hm hm.” Caleb’s head snapped up. The boy seemed to be unaware that he was making noise, for he was usually terrified of him. Rightly so. Caleb focused his energy and grabbed a stapler, preparing to chuck it at him to shut him up, but then he paused.

He had heard that song before. The one William had stuck in his head. It was not a very old song, and he assumed it was still popular if the kids were singing it. It was called… Let Them Go? Let Her Go? He didn't really know the title, but he distinctly remembered the lyrics.

You only need the light when it's burning low

Only miss the sun when it starts to snow

Only know you love her when you let her go…

As the lyrics echoed in his head, Caleb got an idea. A terrible idea. An awful idea.

He was absolutely thrilled.

“Out.” Caleb ordered suddenly. William jumped about a foot in the air and stared at him wildly, like he’d lost his mind. “Get out! Now! You’re dismissed for the rest of the night I guess!”

The boy looked confused, but excitement flashed across his face as the information got through his thick skull.

“T-thank you s-sir!” he stammered, frantically making his way to the door.

Caleb sighed in annoyance. “Just teleport you idiot!” he spat. William stood there looking scared for a second longer before vanishing, probably to a certain garage to hang out with his friends.

Caleb didn't care about that now. That was actually the exact reason he wanted him out of his office. You see, young William was one of the few ghosts who could negatively impact the plan that was taking shape in his mind. And he couldn’t have that.

Reaching across his desk, Caleb found what he was looking for. He picked up an old-fashioned phone and held it to his ear.

“Victoria.” He said into the phone, twirling the cord around his finger.

There was a shuffle before the head of his house staff picked up the phone.“Yeah boss?”

“Prepare a dressing room,” Caleb muttered, resisting the urge to laugh wildly. “We are about to have a guest.”

“Sure thing!” She responded happily.

He was so excited!! It was now or never to start putting his new plan into action, and he couldn’t wait to try out a new stamp! Putting down the phone, Caleb searched his drawings until he found a very specific design he had been working on. Now he was certain that separation was more painful than anything he could do to them, but where’s the fun in that? He would hurt them so much, as much as he needed to. No, as much as he wanted to until they did what he said. Caleb knew that his Club was the only place for them, and if pain was the only way to make them see that then so be it.

Just wait. They will thank me. Eventually. It may take thousands of years, but they will be grateful.

He had finally figured out his issue. He spent all that time trying to figure out how to get all three of the boys under his control at the same time, when really it was much simpler than that! If he could just get one of them to join, the others would certainly follow, especially if the safety of one of their members was on the line. And Caleb even knew exactly which band member he had to take: the least important one. The bass guitar was not a vital instrument. Any other band could go on without a bassist, but he had a sneaking suspicion that “Julie and the Phantoms” couldn’t.

Their bassist was the backbone, but not of their band. Their bassist was an idiot. He was dumb. He was gullible. He was sensitive. They would do anything to get him back.

But he would make sure that even Julie wouldn’t be able to save the youngest member of their band this time.

“Only miss the sun when it starts to snow,” Caleb sang softly, a malicious grin stretching over his face.

Get ready boys. I hope you enjoy your sunshine while you still have it.

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