Customer service was something he’d been pretty familiar with, considering he had his number of odd jobs here and there before deciding to quit it all to be a YouTuber, a much better career choice if he said so himself, and while he totally got how exhausting it could be, rudeness wasn’t quite something he could find himself forgiving. So, when the girl spoke to him, bored and obviously unhappy to be in her situation, he raised his eyebrows. “Actually, I do want to see you,” He started, deciding to mess around with her a little, shoulders shrugging, “I was wondering if you could tell me what the best pie was to get here, cause I just… really can’t decide.”  The blond sighed, head shaking as he turned the menu over, raising his coffee cup up to his lips and sipping, “And if you knew how they cooked their burgers? Do they use local meat? Or are they worried the cows are tainted by all the uh, alien abductions and all.”

His pace was probably a little too quick, but some local had told him to hurry, because the man who took tourists to the abandoned crash site usually left around that time, and Noel was desperate to go, having been unsuccessful with all his prior attempts to breaking into the abandoned base. He probably should’ve been looking at where he was going and not his phone, probably should’ve been walking like a normal person, but he was doing neither which lead him to run into another person, nearly dropping his phone as he tried to steady himself, “Woah, no it’s cool dude that’s totally on me,” He laughed as he turned to him, spotting the camera in his hand and flashing a smile, “Now that’s an oldie, making some home videos?” He teased playfully, admiring the video camera in the other’s hands, “What’re you doing? Making a documentary?”

A look of relief crossed his face when she let it be known that he had found his mechanic, and a pretty one at that, an obvious fact he couldn’t overlook but decided was best to bite his tongue about, considering he really shouldn’t be going around Moon Valley hitting on every girl… even though that was proving to be difficult. He was a little disappointed to find out she wasn’t very familiar with the town either, but smiled again when she said she’d help, moving to the side of his car as she parked hers, leaning against the smoking beast and sighing as she walked over with her tools, “This happens a lot, I usually just let it uh, air out, then try and start her up again.” He laughed as he gestured to the van, hand resting on the hood that was being held up, “My fault for being cheap I guess.”

Noel was pushy. He was pushy, and he was nosy, and he demanded answers, though typically followed with a little ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ cause momma didn’t raise a barbarian after all. He was fully aware he was pushing the pretty girl’s buttons, Octavia being one of another of his special cases, another hot local that he just couldn’t keep off his mind… it was stupid he knew that, stupid and very much a typical ‘boy’ thing for him to do but she was just so fun to set off, which was currently happening, her lips pursed and her eyes rolling, practically exploding at him for his priding. A pretty laugh bubbled up from his chest as he set the camera down and held his hands up in defeat and false innocence, “Hey they’re just questions, no reason to get so worked up over nothing!” The blond shrugged, before reaching over to steal some of her fries, “I have to put it on YouTube, everyone deserves to know the different opinions of locals in Moon Valley,” He muttered as he threw a few of the fries in his mouth, “Plus you’re always camera ready, who else am I meant to ask?”

The blonde was looking around the room, taking in the surroundings, taking in the people, which is when he noticed a small blonde knock over her purse near him, her keys sliding out which coaxed him into action, “Hey,” He laughed as he stepped over, scooping the keys up and offering them over, “You’re gonna lose your stuff,” He teased eyes going to her face now and letting out a surprised sound, “Holy shit, hey, you’re Logan Crane huh? I follow you on Instagram.”

Work was important to Noel. In fact, a good work ethic had been pretty much drilled into him from birth considering his military man father was pretty big on it, and while his dad didn’t agree with his choice in career at first, Noel always made sure to prove to him just how hard he could work at doing what he loved… so fixating on the pretty redhead he met when she was admiring a moth fluttering around the headlight of his van the other night was something he knew he should stop. But she was so god damn pretty and there was something about her dreamy and quirky personality that intrigued him, plus she was full of stories, which was good content for his vlogs. So, when he spotted her, Ferris, walking towards one of the little food stands in the amusement park he couldn’t help but walk over to her, camera in hand and a bright smile on his face, “Hey you,” He greeted as he got her attention, pearly white smile spread across his cheeks, “You busy? I was wondering if you could show me any cool places around the park.” @fxrris

Noel had gotten into plenty of trouble before, with his sort of career it was inevitable, and sometimes it was a little wrong he knew that especially when he broke into that supposedly haunted cemetery down in New Orleans, only to get arrested for the night. Stupid things like that happened all the time in his life, and while he was fine doing them on his own, having someone to get into trouble with him was always fun. So, meeting Maggie, the enthusiastic moon valley local who was his tour guide of sorts, helping him trespass on the Jameson farm was welcomed. “You sure this guy doesn’t have a shotgun?” He asked her as he shone his flashlight on the ground, wanting to make sure he didn’t step on anything, “Cause I really don’t wanna get you shot, or myself for that matter.” @mvggieking

Moon Valley had been good to him so far. Sure, his van had broken down at least five different times, and sure the heat wasn’t agreeing with his used to cold weather body, and he was slowly draining his bank account the longer he stayed…but it had been good to him despite all that. Everyone was friendly for the most part, as long as he didn’t caught trespassing on their land, or pry too intensely when asking questions about the lore. A lot of the locals were eager to discuss their town, and some even knew of him, some like Elliot, who was a fan of his and now a friend of his. He was actually on his way to meet up with him, the two of them having clicked instantly and finding each other’s company pretty great, and while he loved lounging around the motel room with Scooby and Reagan, a little bro time was welcomed.  The blonde made his way into Rosie’s Diner, spotting Elliot sitting in the back and making his way over, “Hey man! Hope you weren’t waiting too long,” He beamed as he slid into the booth across from him setting his camera down and out of the way, not wanting to be too obnoxious with it, “This place is great huh?” @vcleras

The van had a tendency to break down without much notice, Noel, who very well could’ve gotten a newer, unused van, thought that getting a classic one, one that really had some miles on it would make the whole trip something more memorable. Though now as he stood bent over, head and torso hidden under the black hood of his smoking van he was thinking otherwise. Least he didn’t have Scooby with him, barking from the inside and stomping all over the expensive equipment and his much smaller companion Reagan, they were safely back at the motel that was their home. Noel knew just enough about his vehicle to get him from point A to point B, but as smoke continued to flood from the engine, stinging his eyes and clogging his throat he figured this was it, the van was done for, he’d have to find a new ride or end up in Moon Valley forever. The tall figure was practically hacking up a lung when his uh- knight in a shiny old mustang pulled up beside him, waving the smoke from his face and letting out a humorless laugh, “Uh yeah something like that,” Noel started as he approached the girl in her car, wiping the sweat from his brow and letting out a huff as he leaned down some towards the window, “I need a mechanic, and also need a way to the Jameson Cattle Farm.”

Noel had gone off the hunt down the nearest vending machine, leaving Reagan to fend for herself outside the room while it was being serviced by their very friendly housekeeper. He had a good five-minute argument, and by argument, it was more of him shaking and kicking the glitched out vending machine until it gave him four bags of Cheetos, three for free, and a bag of skittles, a fine feast if he ever did see. The blonde marched back over to where he left Reagan, arms full of victory snacks and a hum sounding from his throat at her question. “So far?” He questioned, dropping two of the bags of Cheetos into her lap, leaning against the hood of their very own Mystery Van, “I gotta say when the van broke down just outside of town was pretty cool, the desert sunset was killer.” He shrugged a shoulder as he popped open one of his bags, shoving his hand in and pulling out a handful of chemically enhanced cheese covered puffs, “Plus we got some kickass b-roll.”

“Bowie? Hell yeah it is, anything Bowie makes is pure gold you know? R.I.P,” The blonde laughed, head shaking and moving to add it to his already growing collection, “This place is sick huh?”