Stormy Dreams

Ryan woke up the next day to a vibration in his left leg, "What the hell?" He asked, patting down his leg for the source of the vibration, naturally it was his sidekick, he couldn't remember why he wanted to sleep with it in his pocket but he figured it was a good thing when he opened his sidekick to see a text message labeled 'URGENT' from Pete Wentz.

He sighed and clicked to open it, wondering what Pete's dillema was for the day.

EVERYONE HEMMINGWAY RAN AWAY!

Ryan sighed and was about to close his sidekick but then he saw that that wasn't the only thing Pete had said.

no, i'm kidding. serioously though, who's up for a drinking game in the parking lot after today's shooooow?
i am! meet me in the parking lot after the show's over for some fun with booze!

Ryan wasn't a big fan of drinking so he planned on staying at the bus with Spencer, because he knew Spencer wouldn't leave Ryan alone on the bus.

Jon tore open the curtain to Ryan's bunk, "What the hell?" Ryan asked, grabing a chunk of the blanket so he could cover himself, it was a reflex after all the times Brendon would open the curtain when Ryan decided to sleep naked.

"Man, we have to go to Pete's party! Gabe and Beckett are going, and you know how they get when they're drunk. We can't miss it." Ryan frowned and opened his mouth to protest but Jon cut him off, "Save it. No matter how big of a hissy-fit you have, no one is going to stay on the bus with you."

Ryan sighed and rolled his eyes, "Fine. I'll go but there is no was in hell I'm going to get drunk."

"Again?" Jon asked, a grin crawling across his face, "Seriously though, Ryan, if you keep saying 'hell' someones going to bitch at you."

Ryan stuck his tongue out at Jon, "I've been saying it since I was tweleve and no one has bitched at me yet."

Jon shrugged, "Whatever Ry, see you later, I'm going out for a bit. I told Pete I'd get some beer."

"Aren't those Less Than Three girls underage?"

Jon gasped, "Now, what is that supposed to mean?"

He blushed, "No, I mean for beer."

Jon snorted, "They're from canada, legal age there is like... Four."

"If we get caught--"

"We won't. Even if we do, Pete has ways to get out of getting in jail." Jon cut him off and pulled the curtain shut again, "See you later!"

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The show was amazing. Everone was so full of energy, the crowd was louder than Ryan expected them to be, and all the fans appreciated the new material some of the bands had decided to present.

And Ryan had to admit, Less Than Three was really good. Lizzie's vocals were amazing and the lyrics were different than the 'I love you, you're so hot, look at my boobs' he had expected from a mostly all-girl band. He had mentioned to that when he was playing his solo with Daphne.

She smiled and said, "Thanks, your's aren't too bad either."

Panic! was the last to arrive to Pete's parking lot party, only because they had a lot of makeup to take off, which was a major lie. Ryan had spent most of the time when they returned to the bus begging someone to stay in the bus with him, he didn't want to be around when the police found out they were giving beer to underage girls.

He could already see the headlines, "Fall Out Booze", "Panic! At the Bar", "The Academy of Beer", his list just went on and on. All it did was give Brendon a bad case of the giggles. Ryan knew it was a loosing battle trying to get Brendon to stay, he was determined to see Dani again.

Pete clapped loudly as the Panic! ground finally sat down in the circle Pete had formed on the ground. They were forced to sit on the hard pavement of the parking lot because Pete forgot to get chairs. "Finally, the guests of honor!"

Spencer made a face at Pete and held out his hand for a bottle of beer, which Pete handed to him quickly. "You mentioned drinking games, Wentz." He reminded the older man.

Pete nodded, "But first we get drunk, because then the games are ten times funner."

So they drank.

Eventually people had to leave for different reasons and the group was stripped of everyone but Pete, Patrick, Gabe, Vicky T, William, Sisky, Ryan, Brendon, Dani, Daphne, and Lizzie. As much as Ryan didn't want to stay he had drunk too much to think straight and William and Gabe singing showtunes was too funny to miss out on.

Also, the fact that Lizzie was leaning into him didn't help him think straight. He wasn't sure if it was just him, but he noticed a lot more things about Lizzie that he hadn't back when he was sober. Her brown hair was actually just a dye job, her roots showed a paler blonde color and she actually weighed more than he thought she did. He had to use a hand to hold himself up, or else he'd fall over.

Not the he would mind, if she went down with him.

Pete suddenly woke up from his coma-like state to yell out, "I've Never! Let's play that!" He screamed, making William kick an empty beer can at him.

"Peter I am singing." He hissed, upset that Pete had cut him off.

"I don't care, but I've never gone down on a girl!" He watched the group to see who would drink their beer, only Gabe and Brendon did.

William frowned, "There go my plans of having all the girls have a lesbian... Thing." He waved his hand, dismissing the subject. He couldn't even form proper sentences.

Vicky T sung her 'I've Never' even though Patrick should have went. "I've never had it done up the ass," she slurred, lisping some of her words.

Gabe wrapped his arms around her waist and laid in her lap, "I can change that for you, Victoriaaaaa." He said, before breaking into a gigglefit.

Only one person raised their glass to Vicky T's 'I've Never', "Lizabeth, I shou-" Daphne paused to hiccup, "Should've known." She leaned into Lizzie and the added weight on Ryan made him fall over, Lizzie and Daphne going down with him.

Pete cheered, "I vote dey have a..." He paused as he tried to form the 'th' combination, but he failed, "T'reesome right here, right now!"

Ryan blushed but didn't make an effort to take the two girls off him, "Pete, how much have you had to drink?" He asked, noticing that he was probably the only person in the group who could still form proper sentences. Except for Patrick, because he made sure not to get drunk with Pete because someone had to take care of him when he really started killing braincells.

He counted on his fingers and dropped his beer bottle to count the fingers on his other hand. "Too many," Patrick decided for him, patting Pete on the head. "We should get back before Pete drinks so much he can't play tomorrow."

He helped Pete stand up and dragged him to the bus, cooing in his ear. Like a pigeon, Ryan thought.

"Dani and I are going back to the Less Than Three bus!" Brendon cheered in a pitch that Ryan's ears didn't enjoy, "Don't wait up!" The two skipped away quickly, Ryan could see Dani tugging her shirt up when they weren't even halfway to the bus.

"I'm sleeping here," Daphne decided. Whether it was because of Brendon and Dani or because her spot was comfortable, Ryan didn't know. But if her sleeping on Lizzie kept Lizzie near, Daphne was his favourite person on the tour.

"Me too." Lizzie whispered before making herself comfortable on Ryan, resting her head on his chest while the rest of her body went off the the side. Daphne shared a similar position except more of her was on Lizzie.

Ryan decided he would either drink until he passed out or just gradually fall asleep, when Gabe and William started a striptease for Vicky T, Ryan figured it would be best if he stuck with the former and grabbed another bottle of beer.

Or whichever came first, since William and Gabe pretending to be strippers was one of the most entertaining thing Ryan had seen in a long time.