At the Wrong Place, At the Wrong Time-A Banana Bus Crew Fanfic

You Are My Sunshine

"What the fuck did you guys do to my home." Evan breathed as he walked inside his apartment. Streamers hung unevenly and in random places. Balloons, some huge others too small, we taped poorly onto the walls. And what Evan guessed was the snack table, was a huge mess of chips and other bite-sized foods.

Smitty turned around,"We're decorating!" He smiled happily. The others, which was Evan's crew and Smitty's little gang, smiled along with him. Evan cringed at the destruction, he didn't know wether or not to complement or beg to take off their work. Evan heard someone enter his apartment behind him.

"Hey guys, I'm here to help with-oh my sweet baby Jesus." Evan recognized the familiar voice of Craig,"Did Tyler do this?"

"Hey!" Tyler yelled,"Why did you immediately direct it me?!"

Craig ignored him and said,"I'm in charge now, everyone take off these decorations." Craig ordered with the wave of the hand.

"I'm in charge though!" Smitty protested. Craig smiled innocently and walked up to Smitty.

He poked Smitty's chest,"You were in charge but I'm here to take over now." Craig smirked,"Bye bye." He waved. Craig set everyone to work and Evan rolled his eyes. He went to the kitchen and craved for a glass of water. As soon as he entered, he bumped into someone. He stumbled back but regained his balance.

"Sorry!" Evan recognized the voice of his roommate. He looked up and saw that Brock's face was a few inches from his. Evan immediately backed up, brushing his shirt off.

"It's alright, Brock." Evan said. Brock raised an eyebrow at his sudden behavior.

"You okay?" He asked.

Evan nodded,"Yeah, let's go help set up the party." Evan said, forgetting about his wanted drink.

The next hour, everyone spent it on setting up the party. There was a group to decorate, another to get the snack table ready, and one to cook up meats. As Evan finished putting the last streamer up, the doorbell rang. He yelled 'Coming' and opened it.

"Hey Vanoss!" Phil cheered. Phil was seated on his, as he wishes to call it, Party Wheelchair. The chair just pretty much had confetti decorations imprinted on the side.

Evan chuckled,"Hey Phil!" Evan stepped out of the way for Dan to wheel him in.

"Hey Evan." Dan greeted.

"Hey Dan." Evan smiled. Him and Dan always had an awkward but friendly relationship. Evan liked that he had that type of relationship with him for some reason.

After their arrival, more guests came, mostly the close friends of Smitty or more. Evan wandered around, checking in groups to see if they were doing well. The doorbell rang and Evan saw Brock run off to go get it.

     The door opened and it revealed Arlan and Lui, as well as their personal guards. Brock greeted them and Lui jumped forward to hug him. Evan smiled, turned around and went straight to the kitchen.

     "Yo Nanners!" Evan called. Nanners, who was in charge of the drinks, turned in the direction of Evan's voice,"Beer, please."

     "You got it!" Nanners reached inside a cooler and pulled out the bottle. He tossed it in Evan's direction, careful not to hit anyone. Evan caught it and opened it with the bottle opener he always had in his pocket.

"Drinking without me? Rude." A voice huffed. Evan laughed, knowing that it was none other than Lui.

     Evan signaled Nanners,"Sorry, I barely opened it if that makes you feel any better."