A/N: HI!! The Lucky Ones is finally here!! I love all of the songs, and the meanings behind all 11 tracks!! Also, feel free to comment or message me if you have a request!! I know I say that like a broken record but, it is always so fun to hear your ideas for once because frankly, sometimes I'm tired of my own lol!! ENJOY!!! 

"Scotty, what's our room number??"

Pentatonix had just gotten off tour and they are all in the need of sometime off to relax. Instead of them all planning a vacation together, which would would've been impossible. However Scott talked Mitch into going on a small trip. Just the two of them. 

"Um...it's room 202. Do you need help, Mitchy??"

Scott asked, seeing that Mitch had so much luggage

"No, I'm good. Scott, did you just fart??"

He giggled 

"Nasty."

Mitch plugged his nose with his fingers 

"I don't know what your talking about....okay, okay! It was me!!"

"Shocker. Scott, I think the room is down this way."

"Wait what?! 223, 224, 225-"

"The room number is 202, Scott. We've passed it."

Mitch rolled his eyes, pulling him the other way

"Oh, haha!!"

They walk up to room 202

"Mitchy, maybe this hotel is hunted, it looks really old."

"Scott shut up, before I slap you. Here is the room."

Mitch pulled out  the room key, and it wasn't working 

"Ugh! Are you kidding me?! Come try it."

He handed it to Scott, it worked on his first try

"Of course."

After walking in, and turning on all the lights they lay their belongings on the bed. Scott looks out of the window, calling Mitch over to look at the beautiful view from the hotel room.

"Come look at this view, Mitchy!!"

He was just like a little kid

"Wow, that's so pretty Scotty."

"I know, and that pool water is very clear."

"It's too hot out here, Scott. I'm starving. Room service??"

Mitch asked, smiling

"Of course, it wouldn't be vacation without room service!!" 

Time Skip: 1 Hour Later 

There was a knock at the door

"Oh!! That must be them!!!"

Scott said jumping off the bed and opening the door 

"Order for Hoying?"

"That's me!!"

The food was handed to him 

"Here you go, sir!!"

"Thank you, have a wonderful day!!!"

The door shut, and Scott brought the food to the bed 

"What did you order, Mitchy?"

"Chicken fingers."

Scott handed him his plate 

"Thank you, Scotty."

Mitch didn't know why but, his food tasted...off. He didn't know if it was because of what his chicken had been fried in or maybe it was just all in his head. He didn't know. So, when Scott asked him why he hadn't eaten much, it wasn't a shock. Mitch said it tasted weird.

"Why aren't you eating, Mitchy? Is it overcooked??"

"Um...It's okay, it just tastes kind of weird."

"Oh, that's weird. Mine is fine."

"Yeah, it is weird."

"Should we livestream, Mitchy?"

"Sure!!"

Time Skip: 2 Hour 

After livestreaming with the "Kids" for about 2 hours they were getting quite tired. Which made since because they had been traveling all day, and had only taken a few small naps on the plane. They decided to call it a night, and both got into their own beds.

"Goodnight, Mitchy."

"Night, Scotty."

The lights turned off, and they both fell asleep quickly

Time Skip: 4 Hours later: 1 AM 

Mitch was completely fine...well until about 1:00 in the morning when he woke up with a pain in his stomach. He thought it might've been acid reflux or something but, it was really hurting. Like he always does when something is wrong, Mitch decided to get the comfort that he needed by slowly getting into Scott's bed. He tried not to wake Scott up but, he did.

"Mitch? God, what time is it??"

"It's one in the morning."

Scott rolled over in the bed, facing Mitch 

"What's wrong, Mitchy?"

"Tummy ache."

Mitch frowned, cuddling closer to Scott

"Aww, hopefully it goes away soon. Go back to sleep, I'm here."

"Okay."

It only took a second for both of them to fall asleep again, until about 5 minutes later Scott was  was woken up again to the sound of retching. He reached over and turned on the lamp that was next to the bed, gasping at the scene he was looking at currently.

"Oh, oh my god, Mitchy."

Scott's eyes adjusted to the light, and then landed on Mitch. Who was sitting up in bed with vomit all over him, and the bed. Scott was frozen in shock for a moment, and then was snapped back in reality when another wave of vomit spewed from him.

""I-I'm s-sorry I-"

Mitch starts to say but, was cut off 

"No, no, don't be sorry. You couldn't help it, I understand."

Scott walked to Mitch's side of the bed, feeling his head 

"Okay, well you aren't hot. I'll start the shower."

They both walked into the bathroom, Mitch felt terrible 

"Sc-Scotty?"

"Yes??"

"I-I-I don't feel good."

"I know, I know, hopefully you'll feel better soon. Too hot??"

Mitch felt of the water

"I-It's fine."

"Okay, yell if you need me."

Scott left Mitch the bathroom so Mitch could shower, and now he needed to clean the room up. After googling "What do you do when someone vomits on hotel bedding" which said he should tip well and call the front desk. He did, and they took care of all that. After that, he heard gagging coming from the bathroom, which wasn't a good sign. Scott walked in to check things out. Mitch couldn't catch a break today apparently, he was getting sick again.

"Oh no, this must not be a one time thing."

Mitch was wear a hotel robe, on his knees in front of the toliet

"I'm sick...."

"I know but, we'll get through it. I have a trashcan in there, wanna get to bed?"

"Y-Yeah, I guess."

Scott took one look at Mitch one he stood up, and he looked so sickly. Mitch's dark eye circles were even darker, and he was just so pale. Putting a hand on his back, guiding him back to bed. Then covering Mitch up, asking if he needed anything else.

"Can I get you anything else, Mitchy?"

Mitch shook his head

"Okay, just let me know and I can get anything you need."

Time Skip: 15 Minutes Later 

It seemed like Mitch had drifted off into sleep but, that clearly hadn't been the case. He sprung up from his laying position into a sitting position so fast, the movement shaking the whole entire bed. As if on que, Scott sat the trashcan in Mitch's lap preparing for puke.

"It's okay, Mitch. Trash is right here."

He coughed a few times and then he started to gag, that lead to the third round of vomiting for tonight. Scott did that all night, every single time Mitch would be sick, and it was a lot. Which caused Mitch not to get any sleep, and that made everything worse.

Time Skip: The Next Morning: 7 AM 

It was about 7:00 in the morning when Mitch was not only vomiting every 30 minutes but, he was also having awful cramping and diarrhea. He ended up having to sit on the toilet with the trash in his hands as both were happening at the very exact same time. 

"Mitchy? Do you need any help in there??"

"N-No."

Mitch said, and Scott could hear him through the door throwing up for like the 24th time today. It seemed like it would never end, soon enough though, Mitch stumbled out of  the bathroom wanting to lay down and start feeling better. He felt terrible. Awful.

"Come back to bed, Mitchy."

"S-S-Scotty, what caused this? The airport or something??"

He thought for a moment 

"It was probably the food from yesterday, you said it tasted weird."

Mitch realized his mistake of still eating it 

"Make it stoppp."

"It will be over soon, Mitchy."

Scott was trying to soothe Mitch but it wasn't really helping

"Mitchy, do you want a drink?"

"N-No, it will just come back up."

Mitch said, pushing the water bottle away

"Mitchy, you don't know that. Please try to take a few sips for me, I don't want you to become dehydrated or something worse to happen. Maybe you'll be able to keep it down this time. Please just take one sip for me, you haven't had any liquids today."

"Fine."

Time Skip: 3 Hours Later 

Mitch still hadn't gotten any better, and this really had concerned Scott. Even more after he googled the symptoms of dehydration. Vomiting, weakness, and overall the symptoms. Mitch was experiencing all of these signs. Scott knew it was time for a ER trip.

"I think it's time to go to the hospital."

"W-What? No, no, I'm...okay."

"No you aren't, Mitch. I think you are dehydrated, actually more than a little, you look extremely dehydrated. Maybe they could give you something to help you feel less nauseous." 

"Okay."

Scott was more shocked than ever to hear that Mitch agreed with him, this means that he really must be feeling terrible. Normally Mitch would roll an idea of going to the hospital off his shoulder. But, he really knew that he needed medical help.

"Alright, uh, let's go."

Scott says as he picked up Mitch, and carried him through the lobby and into the rental car they had gotten. He had no regrets, even though it was weird to see a grown man carrying someone out of the lobby but, Scott did what he had to do. So, he did it.

Time Skip: 2 Hours later

"Okay, you'll feel a tiny stick right now."

The nurse said, starting an IV 

"Ouch."

"Sorry, all done sir." 

After arriving to the hospital, it is quickly determined that he is highly dehydrated. The nurse had given him an IV to help re-hydrate Mitch. Also, giving him a dose of Zofran to make him feel less nauseous. They said he shouldn't have to stay overnight but, there's always a chance he will have to stay. Once they were alone, Mitch looked at Scott.

"Scotty, next time, remind me not to eat hotel chicken."

"Promise. No more hotel room service for us."

A/N: Thanks for reading!! As I say 24/7 Comment or message me if you have a request because  I love taking to y'all so feel free to at anytime!! Also, I think my top 3 songs on the album are: 1: Love Me When I Don't 2: Exit Signs 3: Side but I also love them all!! Comment which ones you didn't like at first but, now you do!! I liked them all!!!