November 28th, on the bus

"Ricky! I am going to fucking KILL you!" Chris' voice rang through the bus at the ungodly hour of five in the morning.

At the loud exclamation, Vinny fell out of his bunk; pulling his curtain along with him.

Loser.

Ryan jolted awake, hitting his head on the roof of his bunk, making him curse loudly, groaning in pain.

Poor Ryan.

Josh just groaned, turning over, and holding his pillow over his head.

Devin didn't even wake up.

Ricky smirked at his phone as he heard Chris' yell.

He had woken up, then.

"Richard, you fucking asshole." Chris hissed, yanking Ricky's bunk curtain open.

"Hm?" Ricky hummed innocently, glancing at Chris.

"You did it, didn't you." Chris glared.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Ricky shrugged, tucking his phone away. He turned the light in his bunk on, so he could see Chris better.

He bit back a laugh.

"Was the damn honey fucking necessary, you asshole."

"You know, you're swearing an awful lot." Ricky gave Chris a look of mock seriousness. "What kind of example does that set for the kids?"

Chris glared. "Why did you cover me in honey."

"Because you deserve it." Ricky said matter-of-factly, with a shrug.

"... You're buying me new bedding."

"So be it. Go take a shower."

"I hate you."

"I know~"

~

7:30am

Ricky: Can we skype?? I wanna see your bee-u-tea-ful face <3

Mykailla: You're such a goofball. Sure, I can Skype :3

Ricky: Ok :))

Mykailla: I'll call you? Xx

Ricky: Alright xo

Ricky powered his phone off, and grabbed his laptop from the foot of his bunk.

"I'll be in the back lounge, guys!" He told everyone, as he slipped out of his bunk, and headed to the back lounge.

The second he opened up his laptop, he got a Skype call notification. He chuckled answered the call.

"Heeeeeeey." Mykailla grinned cheekily, waving. She was sitting on her bed; laying on her stomach, her feet at the head of the bed, it looked like.

"Hey, baby." Ricky smiled. "How are you?"

"I'm great!" Mykailla chirped. "You?"

She's oddly chipper...

"You're oddly chipper, this morning." Ricky's lips quirked slightly, giving his girlfriend a look.

"Is that a bad thing?" She hummed.

"No, no." Ricky chuckled. "It's good."

"Indeed." Mykailla smiled cheekily. "Anyway, so why else did ya call?"

"Well," Ricky started, grinning. He got interrupted by Mykailla's phone ringing. He mock pouted, and Mykailla gave an apologetic look.

"Sorry." Mykailla apologized, looking at the caller ID. She raised an eyebrow at the screen, then answered the phone. "Yes, Chris?"

Chris?

Ricky blinked, mouthing 'Chris?'.

Mykailla looked just as confused as she shrugged. "... - No, I'm just talking to Ri.." Ricky shook his head, placing his finger against his lips. Mykailla made the 'ok' sign with her fingers. "Just playin' on the computer... - No, what'd Ricky do?" Mykailla narrowed her eyes at Ricky. He just smirked. Her eyes widened. "Ricky did what?!"

Ricky cackled quietly, clapping a couple times.

"Honey?!" She gasped, then flipped Ricky off, mouthing a 'not cool!' "Chris, I am so sor-- Wait, what did you do?... - You don't know?... Did you, like... - Dude.. Hey, lemme put you on hold for a sec, okay?.. Okay, hold on." Mykailla muted the call. "What'd he do to deserve honey?"

"He called me fuckface." Ricky shrugged, smiling like a little kid.

"You guys.." Mykailla shook her head, rolling her eyes. She un-muted the call. "I'm sorry, Chris. That's awful... - Good. He should buy you new bedding," Ricky scowled, and Mykailla waved him off. "I'm glad you got it out of your hair.. - Yeah, you should totally get him back." She smirked at Ricky. "Oh yeah. Okay. I hope it'll all get cleaned up...- Yep. Love you, too... - Mhm. Byee~"

"Don't condone him pranking me back!" Ricky huffed. "I did nothing!"

"Well, I mean," Mykailla rolled onto her back, hanging up her phone. "You kinda did. The honey?"

"... Okay, yeah, I guess, but--"

"Nope. No buts~" Mykailla hummed. "Watch out, Rick. I know you're the 'Prank King', but Chris sometimes has strokes of genius." She thought a minute, then held up her finger. "Sometimes."

Ricky gave a long, dramatic sigh. "Yeah, yeah."

Mykailla giggled, rolling back onto her stomach. "You should probably go and prepare your next prank, since, you know, Chris is going to have his revenge."

"Yeah, probably." Ricky chuckled quietly. "I've gotta make sure everything is ready for tonight's show, anyway."

"Dude, it's only 7:30m for you."

"Yeah, well, we gotta finish packing up stuff from last night, and be at the next venue early." He yawned, stretching his arms above his head. "So Korel says."

"Aw, well, okay." Mykailla pouted slightly. "I love you."

"I love you, too. Bye, Mykes." Ricky smiled.

"Buh-bye, Ricky." Mykailla waved, smiling. "Talk later?.. Maybe?"

"Sure." Ricky chuckled.

"Yay~" Mykailla hummed, still smiling. "Bye."

"Bye."

And with that, Ricky ended the Skype call.