14 (and 1/2) Gays, A Yellow Ford, And One Epic Road Trip

"Viktor, no."

    (Yuuri's POV)

     About an hour after Operation Opposites, which ended up successful, we were at a lot renting a van and a buying gas.
     It would be a good amount, considering we were going to go to Vegas instead of going straight to Disney World, because why not?

It would take around 17 hours to get there, then we would stay in a hotel for a day or two, then go to Disney, and we would account an extra 6 hours total for bathroom breaks, food, and attractions, and adding another 48 hours of staying in a town or two for a day, then adding to the 34 hours driving from Vegas to Orlando, we had racked up and grand total of 105 hours, not including however extra we may spend, how much we might lag behind, how long we'll take, traffic, and the time we'll actually be there, plus round trip, so, long story short, we were glad that we were litrally the best athletes in our division in the world, or else this would put us bankrupt (still very expensive though).

  My train of thought was interrupted by a "Yuuri! Let's get this one! It's so pretty!" from my fiance. I turned around to find a large, tie dyed Volkswagen that Chris was sitting in the driver's seat of while Viktor and Phichit freaked out about and Seung-Gil discussed to the car dealer about. I sighed, facepalming, spotting Sara and Mila in a bright red Corvete in the corner of my eye and Leo and Guang-Hong freaking out over a 1967 Chevy Impala.

"Viktor, no."
 
    I stated simply, making sure my exasperation seeped out in my words, all of a sudden also seeing the Fluff Fam in a bright Yellow Ford Transit, letting Minami play at the driver's seat like a little kid.
    My heart warmed at the sight. Minami finally getting to be a kid, Michele finally showing,how he really feels, Emil being able to express his loud, happy feelings with joyful responses. Minami might've been older than Yurio, but he worked so much harder, thought so much more, and was appreciated so much less. He deserved so much more. I made a quick desicion, before my logic shot down my morality.
 
     "Hey, guys, why don't we get this yellow Ford Transit? They're big, durable, and high up in family safety!" I exclaimed, calling attention as I recalled an article I read about safe cars a few times.
Minami's face lit up. "Yeah, guys! Can we please get this one, pllleeeeaaasssseeee?" he begged, puppy dog eyes at advantage.
    I smiled and rolled my eyes. He also had much more influence over most over the others.
    Surprisingly, Chris was the first to respond. "Seems like a good idea, I mean, we can't be taken seriously if we show up to gamble in the hippie mobile. Duh." he winked surprisingly discreetly at me, indicating we shared the same reason for actually wanting to get the yellow Ford.

    The others started murmuring in agreement after that.
    Then Phichit announced "On only one condition!" he started looking serious. "I made us each a little CD with songs burned on them that I think each of you may personally like, or that you already do! We have to listen to them the whole time, occasionally listening the couples ones, the friendships ones, and, at the very end, once we reach Disney, actually about an hour or two before, we have to listen to the epic ultimate friendship playlist! Deal?" he rushed out all in one breath grinning widely, very excited.

   I swear, I am sucker for my friends being happy. "Sounds lovely, P! Any objections?"
Everyone denied.
"Great! It's a plan, wait here, and I'll get the gas and the cars and we can go get breaky!"

                           *******

    
     Soon enough, we had rented the  yellow Transit, had grabbed some breakast from Taco Bell (because why not), and we were about to listen one of Phichit's playlists.

"Who wants their's first?" Phichit asked nicely, smiling brightly. When no one volunteered, he offered to play Minami's.

"Well, you chose this awesome van! It'll be totally awesome if you go first!" he replied when Minami asked why his got to play first blushing as Phichit put it in.
   First song that came on was the theme he used the day we first officially met, the day I began with more confidence in myself. The day I made Viktor proud.
    I smiled at the familiar theme turning it up a bit.
    In our car, we had me driving, Phichit shotgun (1, he called it, 2, I didn't trust Viktor up here), Viktor right behind me (I couldn't resist, however), SG behind Phichit (heh not sorry), with Chris in the middle (he somehow made sure Vitya wasn't being an idiot), Fluff Fam in the row behind, then Sara and Mila in one of the pairs, and Guang-Hong and Leo in the other, then finally Georgi, Yurio, and Otabek in the triple in the way back, very little space for our luggage, but we did it.

    Everyone smiled with me to Minami's theme. It was incredibly well choreographed.
   Too soon, it ended, and came on Minami's favourite, to which he practically screamed for, thanking Phichit and moving and singing along wonderfully to the song. I smiled, seeing him so happy, seeing everyone in the car so happy, I couldn't help but sing along to it with everyone else.

    Litrally everyone else, even Yurio and Georgi. Who needs to be sad with such moments like these?

  You got two black eyes from lovin' too hard, and a black car that matches your blackest soul,
I wouldn't change ya, oh oh
Wouldn't ever try to make you leave, no
The neon coast was your sign, and the Midwest Wind with Pisces risin'
Wouldn't change ya, oh oh,
Wouldn't ever try to make you leave, no,
Static palms your vibe,
Midnight whisperings...
Black magic of Mulholland Drive!
Swimming pools under desert skies!
Drinking white wine in the blushing light,
   Just another LA Devotee!

Hiya, whoever's reading this! I've decided to end the chapters with a little lyric from a song on each playlist, this was LA Devotee by Panic! At the Disco, which I highly suggest listening to! I probs won't update again until Friday or Saturday, unless I possibly update tomorrow, sorry if you actually like this, which would be like uber surprising, but yeah! Biya!