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

Suprise, Surprise

Evan's eyes slowly blinked open but shut as soon as the sunlight hit them. Evan groaned and slowly turned his head away in an attempt to get rid of his discomfort. He wanted more sleep but his approaching migraine wouldn't allow him. He soon gave up on his goal and used his arms to hoist himself up.

He immediately became light-headed from moving so quickly. Evan mumbled incoherent words and lifted his head. Evan looked around and it looked like he was on the floor of Marcel and Tyler's room. He pulled him up to his knees and he rested on them. He looked around and saw that he wasn't the only one here.

Marcel and Craig curled together in a little ball in the corner of the floor, hugging each other. Tyler somehow fell asleep on the nightstand next to the bed; he pretty much looks like he died there. The bed, however was a hug mess of multiple bodies. Evan slowly got up with the help of the wall to get a better look.

        Evan quietly laughed to himself as he saw different people on the bed. Evan recognized Smitty, Chilled, Nanners, Lui, Arlan, and Dan. The thing that amused Evan the most was how Lui was clinging on to Dan, who was close to falling off the edge.

        Evan looked around more and realized Brock was no where to be seen.

       Evan quietly left the room and heard noises coming from his room. Maybe Brock was up and changing or something. Evan walked up to the door and knocked.

       "Brock?" Evan called.

      "Come in." An unfamiliar voice replied. Evan raised an eyebrow as he walked in.

       Brock was seated on his bed, criss-cross apple sauced, wearing his favorite basketball shorts. Across from him, lay Phil, on Evan's bed. From what it looked like, they were discussing about private subjects.

       "Oh, Phil." Evan said, surprised,"I thought you were in the other room."

     Phil smiled,"Trust me, I wouldn't last in there for a second. That's why Brock offered me your bed." He chuckled.

"Oh god..." Evan said as he held his head,"What happened last night and why did we all crash out in they're room?"

       "Well, you and me were interrupted by a very drunk Craig." Brock began,"He gave you beer and encouraged you to drink it, he wouldn't take your 'no' for an answer." Brock chuckled.

"You drank it and Craig dragged you to the party." Phil said,"From there on, you were slowly getting wasted, grinding on...who was it? Smitty or Tyler?" Phil asked Brock.

Brock chuckled,"I think it was a lamp." He joked. They all laughed together and they fell silent.

"Well, we might as well prepare breakfast for the hungover ones." Evan announced.

Brock raised ana eyebrow,"Aren't you hungover?"

"Me?" Evan asked,"No way I'm hungover, I'm a strong, Canadian man who can handle a little booze." Evan bragged. He turned around to walk out but his feet didn't seem to corporate with him and he fell.

        After Brock helped Evan up, the three went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Not long after, the aroma of eggs and bacon seemed have waked the hungover ones. They slowly piled out of the hallway, one by one, walking at the speed of a turtle. The seated themselves at the dining room and tried pushing away their headaches.

Brock soon came with glasses of water and ibuprofen to give the hung-overs. They all mumbled their thanks to him and slowly regained their strength. After that, breakfast was ready and they all served themselves.