Road Trip Au

LOST!?

GUYS BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO GET TO FRANCE FROM FLORIDA SO IM MAKING STUFF UP! I'VE ONLY BEEN TO FRANCE ONCE WITH THE SCHOOL AND WE LIVE IN WALES SO IM GOING TO COPY WHAT WE DID SORRY.

Great. Fanfuckingtastic. They had GPS's, Maps, Millard's knowledge, online instructions, and they had STILL managed to get lost. How you ask? Take a look for yourself.

It had been an hour since they had left the drive way and Jacob already had a nervous sweat. The plan was to keep driving, making some stops along the way, towards the coast, and catch the ferry there that was waiting. All the tickets had been booked online and there were spots on the ferry waiting for them and their minivan. The problem was, Jacob really should have paid more attention to Miss P when she explained what route he was going to take. Enoch was in the front with Jacob and it didn't take long to realise that there was something wrong. Well, if Jacobs face looking like a startled cat that had been hit in the face by a fly was anything to go by, he had a pretty good idea of what was going on. He leant over the console a little and dropped his voice low as to not be overheard.

"Probably should have paid more attention to the bird huh?" he chuckled. He downright laughed when Jacobs head turned so fast towards him he swore he could hear his neck crack. Jacob gulped.

"That obvious?" he tried. Enoch put his fingers together and parted them a little to demonstrate how obvious he had been. Jacob sighed with relief until Enoch decided to widen the gap as far as his arms would let him. Jacob glared at him before directing his eyes back to the road.

"Gee, thanks"

Meanwhile in the middle seats, Hugh groaned. "I'm so hungryyyyyyyy" he announced, grabbing his stomach and making faces at Horace, who laughed slightly. He faked a pout.

"Aw, poor baby Hugh! Starving to death aaaaallllll alone" Hugh caught on, and mimicked his little brother. He slapped a hand on his forehead and grabbed his heart dramatically.

"Oh how you WOUND me young sir! I shall remember this betrayal for the REST of my days!"

"From the way you're acting it sounds like you don't have many left" chipped in Millard, who had been listening from the back. Jacob and Enoch chuckled from the front, flipping down their visors as the sun came out from behind the trees on either side of the highway. Victor was the only one not listening, too out of it with his ear buds and book until Hugh screamed,

"HOW DARE YOU" like a schoolgirl and spun around, spare hand accidently knocking victor on the chin. The car went silent. Millard and Horace stared on in horror, Enoch looking through the mirror and Jacob glancing up every 2 seconds. Hugh whimpered as victor calmly looked up, taking out his ear buds one by one, and closing his book softly. He cleared his throat gently and slowly- painstakingly - turned towards Hugh. Hugh squealed as strong hands yanked his water bottle from his grasp and emptied the contents on his head, a small smile on his face all the while. He spluttered in silent embarrassment as four different types of laughter laughed at his expense. Jacobs, wheezing and special, making Enoch laugh like his life depend on it, deep and varied, Millard absolutely BUTCHERING his vocal cords in the back by guffawing as loud as possible and Horace's giggly (but still loud) laughter, not even trying to hide it this time. Victor grinned, holding out a flannel from god knows where and handing it to Hugh. After everyone calmed down (breathing still shaky as hell), Millard spoke up again.

"You know, I'm actually pretty hungry too...... I've only had cereal and toast" Horace nodded.

"Yeah I'm really hungry too. I didn't have breakfast this morning." That got raised eyebrows from pretty much everybody. Victor sighed and turned to the boy.

"Really. I swear to god you need to start eating more. You can't keep skipping meals." Horace looked unbothered. "Eh. It's nothing new." Things were silent for a second until Millard screamed,