Thank You For Being My Sunshine- A Josh Ramsay Fanfiction

Chapter 2

A/N sorry for shortness and general shitty-ness. 

The few days before they left were busy and filled with planning and packing our bags, Josh also had a few rules for living on the bus, "Now Ronnie," he said in his cheesy weather man voice, "there's a few things you may need to know when touring with Marianas Trench," he stopped and cleared his voice, continuing in his normal voice, "now, for most of the time, we'll be living on the bus, so for starters, don't invade other's privacy, and they won't invade yours, no inappropriate sexual activities on the bus, or at least, don't be too obvious about it," He said winking at me, "no selling pictures of the other members on the tour bus naked or doing something stupid, no illegal drugs that's kind of explanatory though, no murdering the other patrons, and lastly, don't pick fights without consulting the rest of the band." He said nodding at the end.

I nodded, taking it all in, "what do you mean by 'don't pick fights without consulting the rest of the band'?" I said furrowing my brow.

He sighed, "well, we've had more than one incident where someone, picked a fight with like some punk ass biker dudes, and it was a problem, because we couldn't just abandon a part of our group, so we ended up fighting like, and entire fucking biker gang," he started getting riled up, he sighed, "Anyways, if you feel like fighting, just come and punch me in the face it'll be easier, alright?"

I laughed, "well, I do enjoy to fight, you know me" He looked up and down my small, unmuscular, 5"1' form and nodded.

"Yeah, you're a real tough guy," he said with a smirk, "In fact, fist fight me right now."

I raised one, perfectly crafted (if I do say so myself) brow, "You, want to fist fight me? Alright bring it on Ramsay."

He laughed and cracked his knuckles, "Bring it on Rosewell"

I shook my head and laughed, "what the fuck is- Hey!!" Before I could finish my sentence Josh had picked me up and swung me over his shoulder, "what the fuck Ramsay??!!"

He laughed, "not such a tough guy now are you Ronnie?"

"what the fuck! Put me down you asshat!!" I said trying to punch at his large form.

He shrugged, "If you insist." as he dropped me on the fucking couch, leaving me out of breath and really confused.

He smiled cheekily at me, "what next? You gonna come at me?"

I did my best to look hurt and distressed, his smile dropped, "Oh shit did I actually hurt you Ronnie I'm so sorry," he came over to console me, and as soon as we was in reach I grabbed him and tackled him to the ground, landing on top of him, straddling his waist.

He grinned widely from underneath me, "well done grasshopper."

I smirked, "Not such a tough guy with me on top of you, are you Josh?"

He laughed and opened his mouth to say something, when the clearing of a throat interrupted him from saying anything, I looked behind me, the troublesome throat had belonged to Matt, "Please don't start fucking, we have a job to do."

Josh laughed and gently pushed me off of him, "sorry about that, Ronnie was just showing me how much of an amazing fighter she is."

Matt laughed, "Well, I see she kicked your finely sculpted ass then?"

We all laughed, "yes, it would seem that way, but before you came in, I was kicking her, even more finely sculpted ass."

I blushed deeply, "was not!"

He laughed, "was too!"

Matt rolled his eyes, "enough you two, you're not seven years old, now from my perspective Ronnie totally whooped you," Josh opened his mouth to protest, "And good on her too, someone oughta take your ego down a notch!" Josh just sat and faux pouted, "Now, if you don't mind we do have a tour to attend, now if you'll grab your belongings and move both of your finely sculpted asses towards the door and into my car, we can go on it, alright?"

We both nodded and said in sync, "yes dad,"

Matt was smug, "good, now let's get a move on, we don't have all day"