Construction came along rapidly. Framing the interior of the bus took time and effort but it was the more specialized areas that would take the most time. JC left most of the Twelve at the garage and headed down to the store with Bart to pick up lunch. He ended up giving s small, impromptu talk to the people gathered, mostly the young and the disenfranchised. They tweeted and other young workers from the area stopped over to listen and before long, JC had a following back to the bus.

That was nothing new. He'd been getting quite the following in the city and though it was small by most city standards, it had garnered him some local attention. It was enough that a few dozen YouTube videos sprang up about the bus and by the time JC finally managed to get everyone to disperse, they'd managed to find a plumber and an electrician willing to help at cost.

Three days in and what had once been a dream with lofty ideals was coming true.

JC hugged everyone goodbye, reminding them of the lecture tomorrow, and waited for Judas at the sliding chain link fence by the curb. His hands were in his pockets and the wind caught his hair as he rocked forward on his toes and back again on his heels. He was serene, inside and out. Tonight was his date. His first. The purchased date with Mary wouldn't be until they started on their trip and headed away from Nazerath. He felt good. The voice was leaving him alone. And he was so hopeful that he couldn't bother to be nervous.

And though judas had spent the day sweating in his labour, JC was somehow still fresh and clean. Go figure.