The Sawyers go to Disney World

Meet The Hoppers

It was a sleepy night; the Sawyer van was pulled off the road still in the darkness. Drayton had his seat back and was snoring loudly. Chop-Top and Nubbins were in the back being... suspicious.

Grampa drooling slightly, he could be dead with his breath so still he might be dead. Bubba, however, was fast at work tonight. While there were still left overs, Izzy was now as spicy in the chili as she was in life. A pile of left-over bones had made a little abstract piece of art which Nubbin's had left attached to a sign and her face was now being worked on by the youngest Sawyer.

Momma had taught Bubba a thing or two about needle work and he was surprisingly good at it. He'd taken to repairing and stitching pants and seats that the boys would blow out. Removing the old yellowed mask, Bubba tossed it aside in favor of Izzy's pleasantly fresh visage.

Meanwhile, in the very back corner of the van, the twins are being... unsavory. It is not very uncommon for them to romp around on lonely nights, but tonight they are being incredibly inconsiderate that their actions might disrupt one of their sleeping relatives. Sloppy, sucking, and sinful noises rang throughout the van. Bubba, who was working diligently on his mask didn't seem to mind, and Grampa was too out of it to even register what atrocity was occurring, but one certain opinionated Sawyer was starting to stir in his sleep.

Drayton, still being hazy from his slumber, slowly began to piece together what those cursed sounds that woke him may be and he could feel his face redden from his neck to his ears.

"Now, what in actual fucking tarnation do you think y'all are doin'!" Drayton hollered as he shot up from his seat and began storming to the back of the van; the commotion made Bubba jump and whimper.

"I have told you! And I HAVE TOLD YOU BOYS that I will NOT tolerate this..." He motioned to the seemingly unbothered (and still indulging themselves) twins, "sin! This abomination against God! Man shall not lay with man!"

When he realized he was being still being ignored despite his protest, Drayton scooped up a bucket and tossed it. It bounced off Nubbins and the twins separated, Drayton finding the next object he could find and tossing a pan.

"F-free the love, maaan!" Chop-Top cried a fork flying by him. "Make love not war!"

Bubba let out a cry, a bottle glancing off Grandpa's head and hitting him. Drayton roared in fury, the night filled with faggots, damns and curses.

"Stop, s-s-s-stop! Calm your ass down!" Nubbin's called, before feeling a bit of sticky around his face and wiping it on his sleeve.

"FUCKING, FUCK, FUCK!" Drayton stammered, his speech devolving into fucks.

Suddenly there was a loud boom of metal colliding with metal, accompanied by a scream. Drayton froze, looking at a meat cleaver that had been thrown ungodly hard and had passed right by his head. Bubba breathing heavy, hand still open. His eyes widened and he covered his face ready for Drayton to unleash his fury on him.

But instead everything went silent. Nubbins and Chop-Top ended their incestuous acts and Drayton just sat silently, shaken. The night passed with little sleep and they started early, the following morning.

The van treaded along the road as the Sawyers tried to continue their great adventure to Disney World. The empty Texas roads had been replaced by trees and greenery. As much as he doesn't want to admit it, Drayton had no idea where he was going. For what seems like hours, Drayton has been making turns and going in circles, yet he still refuses to look at his map Hope is dwindling as it looks like nothing but road and disappointment was ahead of them, but the lack of excitement was short-lived.