Warning: Fluff.

Note: this Joshler, Peterick, Bryllon fluff. Okay? Okay.

Guys, please, for the love of God or whoever/whatever you believe in. Please don't make any Milk Fic references. I have recently found out a fucked up fact about the author of the milk fic and please don't make any references.
Song references: Okay.
Just no Milk Fic references, please. I don't want to delete any of your comments. Thank you.

Third Person P.O.V:

It was a nice Friday morning/night. Brendon, Ryan, Dallon, Pete, Patrick, Josh, and Tyler have decided from weeks ago to go on a camping trip.

It was currently five am and Tyler being the light sleeper was trying to wake everyone up. Keyword: trying.

Brendon, Dallon, Ryan, Josh and Tyler were both sleeping in the living room, and Pete and Patrick were enjoying Petes bed. Lucky fucks.

When Tyler woke up at 4:35 am, knowing he had to wake up early to wake the others up. He went to Josh first, slowly and gently shaking him so he would wake up but it didn't work. He then tried shaking Josh a little more aggressively but it still didn't work. Tyler let out a sigh in frustration but then, something hit him. He started slowly pecking Josh's lips and soon Josh was awake. At first, Josh was a bit confused but he melted down to the kiss and soon enough they were making out. Tyler pulled away from Josh and when Tyler saw Josh's sad expression he explained to him that 'he has to wake everyone else up and can't kiss'. Josh nodded and headed for the bathroom.

One down, 5 more to go.

Next was Dallon, Ryan and Brendon. They were sleeping kinda close to Josh and Tyler and sleeping kinda normal. Kinda. Dallon and Ryan were sleeping next to each other like a couple and then you had Brendon sleeping horizontally on the both. Tyler cracked his knuckles and went towards them. He tried shaking them but they didn't wake up, only Dallon moved positions a bit. He tried calling and that still didn't work. The next thing he did was clapping his hands loudly and calling their name. That kinda worked, Ryan and Dallon were now awake but Brendon was still a sleep.

"Mornin'" Dallon mumbled, half asleep. Tyler smiled at him and went back to waking up the beast.

"Brendon," Tyler said, a bit loudly. "Brendon, wake the hell up." Tyler said, a bit louder but still nothing. Tyler let out a quiet sigh of frustration and sat on the floor, pouting.

"Could you sigh a little quieter?" Brendon asked, annoyed, looking at Tyler. Tyler's eyes widened, looking at Brendon.

"U-uh we have to get ready." Tyler says, stuttering.

Brendon let out a groan and got up.

Four down, two more to go. Tyler thought to himself, getting up and going up the stairs to Pete's bedroom where Patrick and Pete were sleeping in.

Tyler opened the door and saw a sight he would not want to see. Ever. Patrick was shirtless and on top of Pete and they were making out so aggressively that it looked like they were eating each others face off.

"OH MY GOD- JESUS- AHH!" Tyler screamed, putting his hands over his eyes. When the others heard Tyler's screaming, they all walked to where Tyler was and looked at the half naked couple.

Patrick looked around and quickly used the duvet to cover his chest and Pete was just laughing his ass off.

"I see you guys are awake." Josh said, laughing. He grabbed surprised-Tyler and kissed the top of his head. "C'mon babe, lets go get ready." Josh says, and walks with Tyler to a room to change their clothes.

Soon, everyone abandoned the sight and Pete and Patrick were free.

"Daaaaaalll!!!" Brendon whined, making grabby hands at his boyfriend so he would pick him up.

"For the last time Brendon, I'm not picking you up." Dallon said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Brendon let out a huff and pouted. "Fiiiineee." He said, getting out and walking to the mirror to look at his camping outfit. He was wearing a ridiculously large dark green sweater, black kinda tight jeans that were really comfortable and dark beige boots. He looked pretty hot if he said so himself.

"Breado, are you done eye-fucking yourself?" Ryan asks, tying his boot brown boots. Ryan was wearing a white t-shirt, black pants, and a denim jacket.

Brendon nodded, grabbing his backpack from the floor and putting it on his shoulders.

"Alright, lets go." Dallon chirped, fixing his jacket.

Brendon and Ryan both got up and went out the room they were in with their backpack on their shoulder.

In the kitchen was Tyler -wearing a white t-shirt and light denim overalls with light beige boots- and Josh -wearing a neon yellow hoodie (to match with his hair), dark gray sweatpants and black boots.- making cereal for everybody.

"Morning, guys." Ryan greeted, grabbing a bowl of cereal and going to sit on a chair in the kitchen island.

"Morning." Tyler smiled, grabbing a bowl for himself and placing it on top of the dining table. "PETE! PATRICK GET DOWN HERE!" Tyler yelled, eating a spoonful of fruit loops.

Seconds later, Pete and Patrick came downstairs also. Patrick skipping down the stairs and into the kitchen and Pete carrying two backpack. Patrick sat on one of the chairs and ate a spoonful of cereal that was placed there.

Pete placed down the backpacks and looked at everyone. "Is everyone wearing outfits like they're going to a fashion show?" Pete asked. "Everyone looks like they are going to a fucking Gucci fashion show and here I am wearing a hoodie and sweatpants." Pete said, sitting down on the chair next to Patricks.

"Nope, I'm also on team sweatpants. High five." Josh says, leaning over Tyler, raising his hands up for Pete to high five and he did.

"You guys are a bunch of idiots." Patrick mumbled, eating another spoonful of cereal.

"At least I'm not wearing a god damn fedora on a camping trip." Pete fired back making Patrick roll his eyes.

Soon, everyone finished their cereal and was ready to get going. They boys filled up a pretty big RV that Pete borrowed from his parents -they were gonna be on do road for 6 hours, might as well be comfortable-. It had a really small kitchen that just had a sink, a counter and a mini fridge, a bedroom with a double bed and a dresser, a dining table, and lastly, it had a living room-esh place with seats. Josh, Tyler, Brendon, Ryan and Dallon were seated on the seats in the 'living room' and Pete was on the driver seat with Patrick next to him on the passenger seat.

"Everyone ready to go?" Pete asked, turning the engine on.

The car was filled with a bunch of "yeah"'s and "yeps"'s.

Pete made a "pssshhhtt" sound and spoke to his hand as it was a microphone and started driving. "Ladies and gentlemen, it's your captain speaking. Welcome to the 6 hour maybe ride to a campsite. This flight will not be non-stop because I'm not driving for 6 fucking hours. That's it, bye." Pete said, driving out of the street and into the highway.

Everyone was laughing, except for Patrick who was giggling throughout Pete's entire speech. Patrick picked up a CD booklet and flipped through it until he found a CD liked. It was a CD that Pete made Patrick called 'For my love. From: THE MEME.' Patrick giggled to himself before putting the CD in and starting to sing to Green Day.

It has been an hour since the boys started driving. Patrick had fallen asleep in his seat with Pete's hands on his hips and Pete was driving with one hand, scaring everyone.

At the back though, well damn, Brendon, Ryan and Tyler were singing to the songs that played on Brendon's phone and dancing, Josh and Dallon were watching their boyfriends dance with a smirk on their face. During one of many pop songs that was on Brendon's phone, Ryan got tired and sat down next to Dallon and laid his head on Dallon's head.

"Tired, baby?" Dallon asked, looking down at Ryan who just nodded.

A Taylor Swift song came on and Brendon groaned. "Ugh, I hate her. She's such a snake." Brendon groaned, skipping the song.

"Then why do you have her song?" Tyler asked, giggling. Which Brendon shrugged.

When Brendon skipped another, No Control by One Direction started playing with Louis yelling 'woaah'.

Brendon jumped up, fangirled and started dancing.

"Stained coffee cup, just a fingerprint of lipsticks's not enough." Brendon sang with Niall.

"Sweet where you lay, still trace of innocence on pillow case." Tyler joined in, singing Harry's part.

"Waking up beside you I'm a loaded gun

I can't contain this anymore

I'm all yours I got no control- no control.

Powerless and I don't care it's obvious I just can't get enough of you.

The pedals down, my eyes are closed

No control" Louis' [A/N: amazing and I will fight you on the this topic] voice filled the RV.

Brendon had moved on top of Ryan and Dallon and had started giving them a lap dance, kissing both of them sweetly.

"HEY! I DON'T WANT ANY BONERS IN HERE." Pete yelled, waking Patrick up.

"Fine." Brendon pouted, and sat on the floor again with a huff. Dallon leaned down, so his face was next to Brendon's, and kissed the smaller boys' cheeks, making blush.

Hours later, the boys had finally arrived at their destination. Which was the nearest fucking camp the could find. They all came out of the RV -or moving strip club, as Pete called it-, and stretched their bodies. Everyone was out with their camping backpack, they all put down their backpacks on the floor and took in the God given beauty.

"Guys, it's 12 pm." Patrick announced, looking at his watch. "We should go exploring." Patrick said, receiving a nod from everyone.

"First lets make our tents so we know where our campsite is." Tyler says, opening the tent case.

It took the boys 3 hours to set up the large family sized tent. Right now they were all sitting on the a picnic blanket that Patrick has set down and they were trying to get enough energy to go on a hike.

"I'm so tired." Tyler groaned, dragging the 'i' of his 'tired'.

"How about we go on a hike? The nature will give you energy." Patrick spoke cheerfully, sitting up from where he was laying on Pete's leg.

"You're so happy that it's sickening." Brendon fake gagged, making Patrick pout.

"I think Patrick's right." Dallon said, making Ryan nod.

"I'm up for it." Josh said, standing up and patting his sweatpants to get the invisible dust off.

Patrick smiled brightly and stoop up, with Pete behind him.

"I'm in, too." Tyler said, standing up.

"I'm gonna take a nap." Brendon said, rolling to his side and closing his eyes.

Ryan and Dallon looked at each other and smirked, both reading each others mind. They both went to my end of Brendon, Dallon grabbing Brendon's legs and Ryan grabbing Brendon's shoulders and they lifted Brendon up, waking the shorter boy from his nap.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" Brendon screamed, kicking his arms and legs and eventually falling to the ground.

"Come on, we're going on a hike." Dallon said, laughing quietly, making Brendon give him a death glare. But, nevertheless, Brendon stood up and followed the rest into the forest.

The walk was beautiful. Tyler and Patrick admired the pretty things and Tyler took photos of them to put on his blog, Pete, Josh, and Dallon were messing around kept tripping each other, Ryan was smelling every flowered he saw and Brendon was complaining about how hungry he was.

Brendon was about to let out a groan but stopped when he saw a familiar looking berry. "Guys, look at what I found!" Brendon held his hand out filled with blueberries.

"Uh Bren, you sure those are blueberries?" Patrick asked, looking at Brendon's hand.

"I'm positive." Brendon nodded.

"But like what if it kills you?" Tyler asked.

"Or turns you into a giant, blue looking monster?" Pete asked. He thought about for a moment and his eyes widened. "GIMME SOME!" Pete said, running over to Brendon.

"OH NO!" Patrick held Pete back by his hoodie.

"I'm sure I'll be fine." Brendon reassured, he put the five berries in his mouth and started chewing. Not five seconds later, Brendon spat out the berry.

"No good?" Dallon asked, rocking a look that said: 'fuckin' told you so'.

"It takes like balls." Brendon cried, cleaning his tongue with his hands.

Josh thought for a second and then spoke up. "Maybe you should name it blueballs." Josh smirked, making everyone roll their eyes and Pete high five him.

"I hate you all." Brendon announced, squinting his eyes, glaring at Pete and Josh.

"We know." Josh said, with a low chuckle. "We should go back and eat something." Josh spoke, grabbing Tylers hand and turning back.

As Josh spoke those seven simple words, Brendon started sprinting... im the wrong direction.

"WRONG WAY!" Dallon called out and Brendon started sprinting in the other direction. He and the rest started walking behind Brendon.

When everyone reached their campsite, they saw Brendon coming out of the RV with a bag of marshmallows, crackers and chocolate.

"Hey guys." Brendon greeted, dropping the bags of food on the picnic blanket that he had set on the floor.

"You're making s'mores?" Tyler asked, excitedly. Brendon nodded in response and tried to open the bag of marshmallows. "I'm in!" Tyler announced, sitting next to Brendon, helping him by opening the chocolates.

"I'm in too!" Ryan giggled, running ever and sitting on the other side of Brendon.

"I'll makes the fire." Josh said, grabbing the few stones and sticks they gathered from their hike. Pete went over and helped Josh with the fire and Patrick went inside, grabbing a few plastic plates and joined the other bottoms in the making of s'mores.

Few minutes later there was a large fire and everyone was the fire, carefully putting the s'mores on the barbecue sticks (I've never made/had s'mores so I have no idea on how you make it).

"Has anyone seen Dallon?" Ryan asked, looking around. Everyone shrugged their shoulders except for Pete and Josh who were trying to hide their devilish smirks.

"BOO!" Dallon grabbed Ryan's shoulders, making the boy scream along with everyone else.

Pete and Josh started laughing their asses off as everyone else mumbled curse words.

"FUCK YOU, DALLON!" Ryan yelled, putting his hands over his heart, trying to slow down his heartbeat.

Dallon sat next to Ryan with a smirk. "C'mon, babe. You found it funny." Dallon laughed, grabbing one of s'mores and took a bite out of it.

Ryan pouted, crossing his arms. Dallon saw his pout, he leaned down and pressed a light kiss on his lips. "Forgive me now?" Dallon asked. Ryan responded with a slight smile and nod.

"Hey what about me?" Brendon chimed. Dallon chuckled and kissed Brendon too on the lips and went back to eating his sugar sandwich.

It was about an hour or two of talking and laughter when the guys decided to tell scary stories.

"I have one!" Tyler exclaimed, getting himself a bit more comfortable on Josh's lap. Tyler clears his throat before speaking again,

"'The rain,' Taylor says. Jack nods, slowly. 'It's like...' Taylor pauses, searching for the word. 'Crisper,' Jack says. 'Exactly,' Taylor says, nodding. 'Almost like...' Jack frowns, 'red? Maybe?'"

By the time Tyler had finished his story everyone was in shock.

"Why?" Patrick asked, in a sad tone. "Why?" Patrick asked one again but this time in a horrified tone. "Why?" Patrick asked for the final time, in a confused tone.

"The only problem I have with that is that the names of the characters were so close to ours." Josh said, blinking.

"And why did it have the same hair color as Josh once did?" Dallon asked.

"I think we should listen to a song." Pete said, trying to forget about the story.

"Ooh! I have one!" Brendon exclaimed.

"Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedies" Patrick groaned, making Brendon pout.

"I got one." Tyler said, with his ukulele in his hands. Tyler started playing the intro to the song on the ukulele and soon started to sing.

"I don't know why I feed on emotions. There's a stomach inside my brain.
I don't wanna be heard, I wanna be listened to.
Does it bother anyone else that someone else has your name?
Does it bother anyone else that someone else has your name? Your name?
I scream, you scream, we all scream, cause we're terrified. Of what's around the corner. We stay in place cause we don't wanna lose our minds. So lets think of something better."

When Tyler finished his song everyone started clapping.

"I have a song, too. Pass me the ukulele, Ty." Brendon said, holding his hands out for Tyler to give the ukulele. "Lets gather around the campfire, and sing our campfire song."

"Is he singing the campfire song from spongebob?" Josh whispered, receiving a nod from everybody.

"Our C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song, and if you don't think we can sing it faster then you're wrong, but it'll help if you sing along." Brendon sang, swinging his head left and right.

"Bum bum bum" Pete sang, joining in.

"C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song.
C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song. Patrick!" Brendon pointed Patrick.

"Song C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E. Song C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E." Patrick sang along, awkwardly.

"WHOOH!" Brendon squealed, happily. He did a little grand finally and raised his hands up in the air, making everyone clap.

By they end of the night, the guys had sang multiple songs, told thousand stories and ate so many snacks. It was now time for the guys to hit the hay. They all crawled into their family sized tent and went to their spots. Pete and Patrick were on the left, Patrick sleeping in Pete's hold. Brendon, Ryan and Dallon were sleeping on the right side, with Ryan in the middle of the three. Josh and Tyler were sleeping in the bottom center, both cuddling each other.

It was nice.

That was until a storm came and they had to sleep in the RV.

But, it was still nice.

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[A/N: Well this took two fucking years to write. I am sorry this took so long. I'm having my exams, i was procrastinating, and something depressing happened that I'd rather not get into. Anyways um a few things.

1) I have a multi-ship groupchat story coming up.

2) the next chapter is really fucking fucked up.

Okay that's all. I love you guys!]