All Aussie Adventures (Time To Hit The Road)

Code Lachy (Lachlan x Mitch x Rob x Jake) /mature

After a Fortnite-themed party the boys take the outcome of a squads bowling match very seriously.

It's exactly the kind of meme-worthy party Rob's come to expect from Lachlan's friends. He hasn't met the particular friend this party is for before but it doesn't matter because as always he's welcomed in typical Australian fashion with a sidehug and a beer.

A whole bowling alley has been rented out, people divided into squads and look, Lachlan's super-professional-cosplay-quality Drift outfit is good but it's not four guys covered in fake plastic shrubbery and nothing else but their underwear good. Rob's pretty happy with his own last minute attempt, going the easy route of a cheap second-hand black suit to transform himself into the legendary John Wick and he made especially sure to buy pants a few sizes too big because Drift Lachlan does things to him that he can't exactly control all the time.

Of course they end up in the same squad, him, Lachlan, Mitch and Jake, loud booing echoing across the party as they're announced, catcalls of things being rigged, that the birthday boy should have the alleged pro players. Lachlan's mask can't cover the blush on his cheeks as said birthday boy details exactly how terrible he is at tenpin, complete with an ancient video they're gotten to play on the big screen in the corner of a fetus Lachlan dropping two consecutive balls on his feet and then sending the third into the gutter.

"I need a copy of that" Mitch says sullenly, "Need to get him back for making me wear this"

Mitch probably has the most scuffed costume out of all of them, blackmailed by his brother into an attempt at Brite Gunner which is mostly a blue morph suit and a too-small Care Bears t-shirt and no one would likely know who he's supposed to be except for his treasured unicorn pickaxe which he's clinging to, smacking Lachlan with it every opportunity he gets. Lachlan's even put make-up on the him, glitter caked to his eyelids and brushed across his cheeks and the way the sparkle catches the party lights is really fucking cute.

"Remind me and i'll sort it" Jake announces from behind them in his far too easy to pull off default costume, smile on his face and a beer in each hand, "Can't believe he got you to wear all that pretty shit man, the dirt he must have on you"

Mitchell has refused to share exactly what Lachlan's held over him and Lachlan won't say either, just smirks and says he's sworn to secrecy as long as he gets what he wants.

People start gravitating towards their assigned lanes, the four of them finding themselves against a far wall, presumably to keep them out of trouble because tipsy Lachlan can get a little intense and a lot loud. They acquire a big plastic jug of some kind of mixed drink in neon green, Jake taking one for the team and trying it first without even a cup, just tipping the jug up to his mouth and he's trying to give a faux-serious review of the flavour combination but all Rob's paying attention to is the flex of his muscles, fully visible with the tight tank he's wearing. He makes a good default.

"We should make this game more interesting" Lachlan says lowly after he removes the jug from Jake and pours himself a glass, "A friendly little gamble?"

Rob should say no. This is probably exactly the kind of thing that got Mitch into his costume situation, going along with some crazy scheme of Lachy's.

"I'm in" Jake says confidently, "What are we betting on?"

"I'm thinking lowest score does whatever I want tonight"

Yeah, Rob should definitely say no.

"What if you're the worst, I mean we all saw the video" Mitch asks, somehow managing to hold a bowling ball in one hand and still cling to his pickaxe with the other. "You doing whatever you want to yourself can't count"