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"Yeah, we're gonna leave soon, and I wanted to make sure that you guys were ready," Tara shrugged, covering her eyes with her hand theatrically. "Anyway, once you guys are decent, just go wait in my room, okay?"

***

"Thanks Valerie," Ethan muttered sarcastically, grabbing more of the blanket, "I'm just not a morning person, unless there's french toast drowned in cinnamon involved."

"It's obvious you're not a morning person," Scott grumbled, rolling his eyes. "So, Valerie, did you come in here for something, or... are you here to annoy us?"

*~*~*

"Okay, got it. Bye, Tara. See you in... a while!" Parker shouted happily, slamming the door in her face. He then turned to Kai with a lecherous grin on his face. "So, who votes we take a shower and clean ourselves up, huh?" He wrapped his arms around the rival band's guitarist and tugged him closer.

"O-Oh... Um, okay." Kai blushed profusely. "Well, I guess it would go faster if we went at the same time..."

~*~

"No... it was just to annoy you, Scott," Valerie hissed, standing up from the bed. She glared at both singers, and crossed her arms over her chest, looking like an angry teacher. "Just a little relationship advice for you, talking normally works things our. Try and settle a compromise, all right? It'll work out in the long run, really. Besides, isn't waking up with the person you love just a good enough feeling to make your day?" Valerie turned to leave, but then remembered why she actually went to the room in the first place.

"When you two are done arguing and get all ready and stuff, head on down to my room for... whatever." She waved her hand in the air carelessly as she left.

MOTHAEFFIN TIME SKIP

"Ok, all you!" Tara announced, pacing back in forth in front of the two bands, "Everyone here," she gestured around the room, "is apparently fucking another person here." she paused, looked around, then resumed pacing, "Now, this may be complicated, but hear me out," she faced the group, appraised them all, then said, "don't let your stupid sexual drives get in the way of your careers, or I swear to God I will fucking castrate you." she turned to Valerie, and shrugged, "But you can do whatever the hell you want, I don't care."

"All of us?!" Scott gasped, whipping his head around to look at Parker and Kai. "I knew it!! I knew you two were screwing around behind our backs! You little liars." He frowned and crossed his arms over his chest. "And jeez, Tara, I wouldn't let it get in the way of my career. I'm not that much of an idiot."

"Oh, I'll have to take you up on that, Tara," Valerie said, smiling innocently at the other manager, though what she was really thinking was far from innocent. "And, honestly Scott, you are that much of an idiot. I don't think I've ever met someone as... unique and different and special as you, kid. Now, listen, since almost all of us are on a good note I want to tell you some rules that I gave in the first place and were never followed. I will list them again, you will listen, follow them, or get pushed out of a moving van. Number one, no physical violence. That includes, punching, kicking, blowing smoke into an asthmatic's face, bitchslaps and also knocking someone unconscious. Number two, no mentally damaging one another. No extreme insults and or childish sarcasm because those, Scott, will most likely lead to physical damage to someone's body. Number three, and this pertains to Ethan and Parker only, unless either one of you two manage to turn the tables, which I highly doubt. Don't fuck anyone so hard that they cannot sit, walk, stand, or basically do anything without feeling immense pain.

"That should sum it up," Valerie stated, brushing her shirt off. "For now."

Tara sighed, then grinned at Valerie, "You...are a sneaky bitch." She then turned to the band and yelled, "You heard the lady! Now scram, I don't want to see you right now!" she crossed her arms over her chest and pouted.

"Wow, thanks for making me feel like complete shit in the short span of a couple seconds, Valerie. I really think I absolutely needed that," Scott muttered, kicking the floor with his shoe. "Come on, let's go. You heard Tara. We need to leave." He grabbed Ethan's arm tightly and tried to tug him out of the room.

"I was just stating the truth," Valerie said, shrugging. "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, pretty pretty princess, but I'm just laying down the ground rules so that none of you pull any stupid stunts again."

Ethan looked at Scott, and, before the latter could get mad at Valerie's comment, shrugged, "Well, she said you were pretty." then hid a chuckle behind his hand.

Neeley burst through the door.
"Hey! guys! guess who's back!" He shouted.
He walked over to Ethan and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Sorry about your mom, dude."

"Huh? Dude, how the hell did you get in our hotel? And where'd you hear about that anyway?!" Ethan demanded suspiciously.

Neeley tried not to look nervous. "Your sister told me." he told him, he and Ethan had been friends in High School, and so when he went home to take care of his mom he naturally went to see Ethan's family.

((You were supposed to say "We fucked last night", Chibitan =w= We've been over this. XD))

((too bad, ill tell you what to say in chat!))

"...Why were you talking to my sister?" Ethan asked, raising an eyebrow.

Neely almost burst out laughing, he was hoping Ethan took it the right way, but he was kind of nervous. He let out a nervous chuckle and put both hands on ethan's shoulders, looking him in the eyes.
"Ethan, I'm sleeping with your sister." He said.
"We've been dating since I left."

"..." Ethan took a moment to process this, then, without further hesitation, punched Neely in the face.

'well that went better than I hoped.' he thought. He rubbed his jaw a little and lifted his foot, kicking Ethan in the gut.
"What is your deal?! I know it's not great, but why do you care so much?!"

"Shit..." Ethan hissed, gripping his stomach, "I forgot how hard you can kick...Fuck..." he sat on the ground, closing his eyes as he winced.

''Thank's for the welcome, ass." He mumbled indignantly.
"where can I unpack?" He asked. "Ethan, you'e sister is coming over later." He added.

"Hey now!" Scott shouted, dropping on his knees down beside Ethan as he fell. "Are you all right?!" He looked the singer over, and then fixed a hard glare at Neely. "What the hell, Neely?! Does everyone nowadays feel fighting is the answer to everything?!" He sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. "Motherfucker..."

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm not as weak as you, Scott," Ethan muttered, trying to stand up. He groaned, sitting back down, "That kid's a fucking black belt, ok?!"

Tara sighed, turning to Valerie, "I'll go get the first aid kit."

"Shut the hell up scot, He's the one who hit me first and you know it. Good to know my friends missed me." He replied.
"Tara" His eyes were pleading "Please tell me somebody around her missed me."

"We all missed you," Tara said, looking around the cabinets for some Ibuprofen, "Ethan's just an overprotective ass of a brother."