"Awesome job, Andy!" Dallon said. "You won hide and seek.

"Aw I could have lasted longer if it weren't for Pete and Patrick." Andy complained.

The hide and seek and seek group were in the kitchen, discussing their last round.

"You still won." Dallon said. "Now it's your turn to seek."

"Why is Ray like... totally non responsive right now?" Andy asked, glancing at Ray who was still shaking.

"He uh... It's kind of a sensitive subject but he saw Gerard's..." Dallon paused, not wanting to say the word and harm Ray any further. "thing. It was an inch away from his face..."

"Why would Gerard do that to him?" Andy asked, confused and now nervous to be in a room alone with Gerard.

"Ray was hiding underneath the bathroom sink in the cabinet. Gerard went over there to wash his hands without his pants on and... and Ray saw through the crack of the cabinet." Joe explained.

"Wow that's rough." Andy said, shaking his head in pity.

"I know. How come Pete and Patrick looked so mortified when you left their room?" Dallon asked.

"I'm sure they'd rather me not say. Plus we should get on with the next round of hide and seek, right?" Andy said, covering for his friends.

"Good idea!" Dallon and Joe exclaimed as they ran out of the room with Andy.

Ray remained there quietly.

"Uh, Ray?" Pete said. "Shouldn't you go with them?"

Ray awkwardly nodded and left the room, wobbling from foot to foot. As he went down the hallway he was heard whispering some things to himself. The poor guy was scared from the incident with Gerard.

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In Ryan's bedroom

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Here they were, Brendon and Ryan. Both of them knew they needed to have this talk eventually. After Brendon's event with Dallon, the two knew they had to talk.

"I just cant take it anymore, Brendon! We're so distant! This is supposed to be our honeymoon for Pete's sake! Our trip together! And I know the cruise didn't work out but we're safe and we're together so why can't we enjoy each other at least? We're in a nice house on a beautiful island with friends." Ryan said. Then he softly added, "This is because of Dallon isn't it?"

Brendon said nothing.

"It is, isn't it?"Ryan said quietly.

Brendon was silent.

"Brendon, I know something happened." Ryan said. "You're my husband. We're supposed to be honest with each other. No secrets."

Brendon was once again, quiet.

Ryan took Brendon's hands in his and looked into Brendon's watery eyes. He begged him kindly, almost sympathetically, "Bren, please. Did something happen between you and Dallon?"

It was quiet for a bit.

"Yes." Brendon whispered, choked up.

Ryan could have turned away. He could have stood up and stormed off. He could have hit him. He could have cried. He could have screamed in his face and walked out of the house. He could have ended their relationship then and there forever, leaving Brendon alone with all his regret.

But he didn't. He didn't leave, he didn't hit him. He didn't scream and he didn't cry. Instead, he leaned forward and hugged Brendon. He hugged him tight as Brendon's glassy eyes opened up and poured trails of salt water down Ryan's back.

"I didn't mean to." Brendon cried into Ryan's soft shirt. In fact, it was the shirt he had bought Ryan on their two year dating anniversary. It was an expensive shirt that Ryan had pointed out to Brendon once before at the mall, wishing he had the money to buy it. Brendon went back to the mall the next day in secret to buy it for Ryan. It only made Brendon feel worse. "Ryan I hate myself so much right now. I'm so so stupid. I don't know what I was thinking, I just lost control of myself and it wasn't even me. I lost who I am this week Ryan, I really lost myself. I'm sorry, Ryan. really, I am. I love you Ryan. I can't believe I lost the best part of my life."

"You didn't lose me." Ryan said. "I'm right here. And I always will be. I forgive you."

Brendon pulled away, wiping his nose with his sleeve. "You... you forgive me?"

"I do forgive you. It doesn't mean I'm not a little hurt but I forgive you."

"Oh Ryan I... You're amazing." Brendon said embracing Ryan again. He didn't let go. "I don't know what I would do without you."

"It makes up for the fact that I cheated on you with Jon a few times anyway." Ryan said casually.

Brendon pulled away from their hug again. "What?"

"I uh..."

"You cheated on me with Jon?  Your old roommate before we moved into together?" Brendon said in disbelief. "Quiet, sweet, kind-hearted Jon?"

"Um... Yeah." Ryan said.

"Well I guess that makes us even." Brendon said and the two of them laughed for awhile.

"Never again though." Brendon said about Dallon. 

"Yeah. Never ever again. Just you and me." Ryan said before kissing his husband. "Jon wasn't even that good. He did't know what to do."

"Yeah Dallon had nothing compared to you. I really started to regret it halfway through. It was that bad."

"There's no way this is normal." Ryan said.

"What? Cheating? It happens to a lot of couples."

"No, how we're just letting this go so easily."

"Well we both made mistakes. Me with Dallon and you with Jon. We aren't perfect and it won't happen again."

It was quiet for a bit until Brendon laughed. "At least I did it only once."

Ryan laughed. "At least mine wasn't on our honeymoon."

"Nope. We are definitely not normal at all."

"We aren't but that's the fun part."

"Lying is the most fun a guy can have without taking his clothes off." Brendon laughed.

"But it's better if you do." Ryan said with a smirk as he reached for Brendon's shirt.

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4:30, In the living room

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"Hey everyone!" Billie Joe said, entering the house with a cup of coffee. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Gerard on the carpet, crying. "Oh no, why is Gerard so sad?" He hurried over and knelt down beside him.

"What's wrong, Gerard?" he asked, soothingly.

"I just got so emo I fell apart." he said, quietly.

"Don't worry, this happens sometimes." Mikey said. "Let me get him a jacket."

"A jacket? What does a jacket have to do with Gerard being emo?" Billie Joe asked.

"Nothing. It just helps cheer him up. Gerard is a real jacket slut in case you don't know." Ray explained.

"Okay then... We need to move on now." Billie Joe said. "You all did amazing with Helena and the second challenge and even though a few times you had trouble, you guys passed that challenge and you're ready to move on to the next one. This third and final challenge is called the Brutal Insult War."

He passed out new flyers.

"Tomorrow at around 4:00 P.M I am going to come by and we will begin the Brutal Insult War. Here are the rules. Each of you must come up with as many insults as possible for your opponents. All of them must be song lyrics. We will have a team of referees as well as an audience. The referees will make sure each insult doesn't break the rules. Am I clear? Any questions?"

"Who will be the referees?" Frank asked.

"The members of All Time Low."

"How will the Insult War be organized?" Ryan asked.

"Excuse you, it's a Brutal Insult War. And I have a complicated bracket system that will show who will go against who and eventually we'll have a final round. Any more questions?"

"Billie Joe if you have this many people with questions, clearly you suck at explaining things. How does somebody get eliminated? And how do you know who wins the round?" Ray asked.

"Well that was rude and uncalled for... You'll be eliminated if you break rules. All Time Low has a special algorithm for calculating how insulting an insult is. It's based on delivery, amount of venom in your words, power and force, and how deep it cuts your opponent. All of these add up to a score and whoever's insult is more insulting will move on to the next round while the loser is eliminated."

Nobody had any more questions after that. After handing out the brackets and making sure everybody had a flyer, Billie Joe went home and left them all to practice. Before leaving he added a quick, "check the fridge for a surprise."

"Well I guess the rest of the night is ours. It's barely 5:00. We should have dinner. After all, there's a mysterious surprise in the fridge. Hopefully it's a nice big pork dinner!" Dallon said.

"Ewww who craves pork? I want another waffle feast." Gerard said.

"You're acting like a two year old, Gerard. I want hamburgers and hot dogs right now." Patrick said.

"That's equally as childish. Tomato soup is where it's at." Andy said.

They opened the fridge and were amazing at what they saw. Not amazed in a good way. All that sat in the empty fridge was a box.

"Are you kidding me? A freaking box? He knows we're hungry so he tells us he has a surprise in the fridge to make us think it's food? And when we open the fridge there's a box? It's probably some stupid hint for our Brutal Insult War tomorrow. Who does that?" Brendon says angrily.

He angrily pulled the box out of the fridge. The lid popped off and a little note fell to the floor. He picked it up and unfolded it with a pout on his face. "I can't believe he would trick us like that." he said.

Brendon read the note and then frowned even more. 

"What does it say?" Ryan asked, holding Brendon's shoulders.

"He's making us go on a freaking scavenger hunt! It says, 'Go check outside.'"

"That's it?" Bob asked. "It literally just says 'Go check outside' without any explanation?"

"Correct." Brendon said.

All of them trudged over to the door and opened it with growling stomachs. They flew open the door to reveal a large cardboard box sitting on the doorstep.

"Oh my gosh, this box is huge!" Frank screamed, running up to it. "I could fit inside it! It's so much bigger than my box at home!" 

"Frank you're so short you could fit inside anything." Dallon teased.

"Heck yeah, Frank fits inside everything." Gerard said, laughing.

Frank blushed and flashed Gerard a quick middle finger. Ray sighed and pushed through them. He opened the box and made a confused face. Laying in the box was a massive metal box. It was hot to the touch and possibly cold on the inside.

Ray lifted the lid of the box open and gasped. He couldn't believe what was inside.