One shots

Ooh, a dallon one?? Idek anymore

"Yo little sis!" Brendon yelled from downstairs.
"Yo dickhead!" I yelled back.
"Love you too," he said as I walked into the living room.
"Aw thanks. What do ya want?"
"Well, some love and to ask you a question," he explained.
"Ok. I love you and no, I will not marry you." He sighs.
"Do you want me to ask the question?" I shrug. "The guys and I were wondering if you wanna come on tour with us?" He says casually scrolling though something on his phone.
"Yeah. Wait, the guys?" I question.
"Well, no. Mum and dad. The guys don't know, it's gonna be a surprise," he said still looking at the phone screen.
"Oh. I'm still coming."
"Ok. Cool."
"When do we leave?"
"In like two days," he said as if it was nothing.
"What!? You dick! Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I yelled at him.
"Cos I wanted to piss you off," he said with a smirk.
"Fuck you," I say narrowing my eyes. I run up stairs.
"Where ya goin?" He asks laughing.
"I don't know. May be to PACK MY STUFF!"
"You know, last minute packing isn't the best idea."
"NO FUCKIN SHIT SHERLOCK." I could sense him smirking. 'Dick' I whispered. I know we don't seem like we get along, but if either of us gets hurt or needs defending we're there for each other and protect each other.
After about an hour I had packed the necessaries for the tour. That's, enough clothes, some make up (I don't wear much), straightener, curler, hair brush, toiletries, laptop, shoes. Don't think I need to go on. I'm going to put my phone, it's charger and some other stuff in when we leave cos I still need them.
I walk down the stairs to see Dallon and Dan talking to Brendon.
"Yo bitches!" I say trying to make an unimpressive entrance.
"Yo, shut up," Brendon replied.
"Yo, fuck off."
"Yo," Dan started, "stop saying yo."
"Yeah Brendon." He rolls his eyes. "Oh, did you tell the guys that special thing about the tour?" I ask sarcastically. All eyes avert from me to Brendon. He smiles with a worried look on his face.
"Please don't kill me," he said. The guys looked at him with a wtf-is-she-talking-about? Face. "Um, Jess is coming on tour with us," he said shrinking down between the two tall guys.
"Why?" Dallon asks suspicious.
"Mum and dad made me."
"I don't really care," Dan shrugs.
"Neither man." Phew, at least they don't care if I'm tour with them.
"Thank god," Brendon sighed. I walked over to the Xbox and put in halo 3.
"Wanna play?" I challenged them. The all nodded. I got the four controllers and passed them round. "Teams?" I ask. They nod. "I BAGS BRENDON!" I yell punching his shoulder. He let out a sound of disagreement. "Bit he you know I'm the best player."
"I guess."
"Brallon?" I say smiling evils. Yeah, I bribe him with the stupid ship names. He eyes me off.
"Do you want this controller in your head?" Dallon asks.
"No thanks," I say as if it is something I get threatened with regularly. "Boys, let the games begin."

We played halo 3 for hours.
"Die bitch!" Dan yelled shooting at Brendon.
"You got it all wrong," I said throwing a grande at him.
"Damn!"
"Thanks. At least we know you're good at something."
"So, inspiring Brendon."
"Aw, thank you," Dallon replied
"I said Brendon not brallon." He eyes me, then I strike killing Dallon. Brendon and I high five.
"Know where you opponent is always."
"Yes master Yoda," Dan says.
"Ah, wise we are young Jedi. Fast you two are learning." Brendon and Dallon are about to burst with laughter. "And Brallon you are," I finish off trying to do a Yoda voice. The guys loose it and laugh their heads off. I just roll my eyes. I get up and walk to the kitchen. I come back with a Smirnoff ice, guava cruiser, some sort of beer and a bottle of scotch. "Boys, take your pick, but the cruiser is mine." Brendon has some scotch, Dallon has the Smirnoff and Dan has the beer.

A/n just saying I know what kind of alcoholic drinks the guys like.