Here's an epic fail-age of a story.

There's probably a handful of it I actually like. Buut. w/e. I thought I'd post it anywayss.

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"I kind of want to have a bonfire." Brent suggested one day while they were at the cabin. They've been working on the album pretty much the whole time they've been there, with a few fun times, like random games. Like Truth or Dare, but they all knew it always turned sexual, that's why Brendon suggested it, but that my friends is a story for another time.

"No, Brent you'll probably burn the forest down." Ryan quickly said, not letting Brent delve any further into the idea of having a bonfire.

"I won't burn the woods down!" Brent yelled at Ryan, "that was one time, Ryan, one time."

A few years before when they first came to the cabin. Brent was pretty drunk and started a fire, near the trees. Ryan wasn't stupid so he brought a fire extinguisher, and quickly out the fire out before it had done any real damage.

"Oh come on Ryan, just let him make one. Atleast he's not drunk." Brendon joined in.

"Don't encourage him!" Ryan whispered loudly.

"It won't be that bad." Brendon whispered back.

"You know I can hear you." Brent said, and glared slightly.

"Fine, Brent. Go for it." Ryan said, defeated.

Ryan let Brent make a bonfire but under one condition, no drinking or weed for that matter. It could just be like old times, with S'mores and mountain pies.

"I LOVE S'MORES!" Brendon screamed, running out the door to help Brent with the bonfire.

Ryan stayed inside to help Spencer, who also was not to fond of the idea, bring out s'mores & mountain pie stuff.

"Ryyannnn." Brendon said with a pout, after they had finished setting up the fire.

Ryan sighed, "What, Bren?"

"Can you make me a mountain pie?"

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because?"

"I'll burn myself!!"

"Wow. Okay. I'll make you one if it makes you feel any better."

Ryan quickly got to work, making a pizza mountain pie, minus the pepperoni of course. (A/N: Ignore this author's note if you are not Rachel or Morgan, but: <.<) Then he put it in the fire, for Brendon.

"Mmmm.." Brendon practically moaned over his mountain pie.

Ryan raised his eyebrows and went over to the table to make a s'more after he roasted his marshmellow, not burnt because he hated black marshmellows.

When Brendon was done, he snuck over behind Ryan, while he was busy at making sure there was enough chocolate on his graham cracker.

"Boo!" Brendon yelled in his ear at the same time wrapping his arms around Ryan's torso.

Ryan practically jumped and shook out of Brendon's grip.

At that very moment(before Brendon scared Ryan) Spencer was walking outside towards Ryan. Once Ryan shook out of Brendon's arms, Spencer tripped and Lemonade, since no alcohol was being drank, was spilled all over Ryan, he scowled at Brendon and walked inside the cabin.

Brent was too busy being pouty from lack of alcohol in his system to notice.

"Brendon." Spencer said, with his bitchface.

"I did nothing, YOU tripped!"

"Did you see a scowl at my direction?"

"But. All I did was scare him, I didn't spill lemonade all over him!"

Spencer glared with his piercing blue eyes and went to talk to Brent.

Brendon sighed and walked towards the cabin, when he walked in Ryan was furiously scrubbing at his legs to get the sticky-lemonadey-mess off of his legs.

"Ry."

He looked up and then looked down continuing with his scrubbing.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No."

"Then why did you scowl at me?"

"Because I don't apprieciate being scared is all."

"Well, I didn't make Spencer spill lemonade on you!"

"I'm not mad at anyone, besides Brent, he's being, I don't know, annoying. With his constant drinking and weed and just I don't know. He seems like he doesn't care for the band at all."

"Why don't you just kick him out?" Brendon said, regretting the words.

Ryan looked up, "You would kick out someone who introduced you to this band?"

"Well-uh-no. But I mean if he doesn't care about the band, then he shouldn't be a part of it. I mean I-like Brent and everything, but sometimes he does go overboard with getting drunk and stuff.." Brendon trailed off.

"Yeah.."

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Later that month they left with their music and lyrics ready to be recorded. Tensions were still running high with Ryan and Brent.

Pete thought it would be a good idea to start a tour, with Panic At The Disco, headlining. The other bands were: The Academy Is..., his own band, and of course Cobra Starship, because they had just came out with their new album so Pete thought it would be a good idea to promote and such with a tour.

After their first show, their was a party, like usual after every show.

The party was held in Pete's house because they happened to start out there

Gabe was in the middle of the room, well dancing, while Ryland, Nate, Alex and Vicky T were laughing and most likely talking about the crazed fan that threw her bra at Gabe in the middle of Guilty Pleasure. Gabe had to ignore it in the song, but when it was over. Gabe laughed and pointed it out. He wanted to know who threw it, but didn't find out, sadly.

Brendon had been talking to William for a little bit, and William introduced him to their new tech manager.

"I'm Jon. Jon Walker."

"I'm Brendon-"

"Yeah," Jon chuckled, "I know."

"Okay. Well Jon what do you do for fun?"

"Uh. I like to drink, not like a whole crap load, a few beers is nice for me, I like to play music.."

"You play?"

"Yeah, I play Bass, Electric, and Acoustic Guitar." He replied.

"Oh that's really cool." Brendon said, "Hey, I'll talk to you later, okay Jon?"

"Sure." He smiled and went to talk to some other people.

xxx

The end of their tour was quickly approaching, it was only about 4 weeks of touring, but it was enough.

It all started after their last show..

Ryan had been arguing for the last week or so with Brent about anything and everything.

Brent threatened to leave and Ryan told him too.

"Ryan, I will leave then this band will be nothing, you won't be able to find another Bass player half as good as me."

"Brent. I'm saying this for the last time, I don't care if you leave, you drink way to much, you are high ALL the time, and you don't give a shit about this band!" Ryan screamed and Brent headed out the venue door.

They had a meeting right after, and Brendon suggested asking Jon, after all he was a Bass player, and was pretty good, he hoped. Ryan eyes lit up, knowing it wasn't over.

After their little meeting, there of course was another party, I mean being a rockstar called for parties a lot right? Especially after their last show.

And it was a perfect opportunity to talk to Jon.

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Ryan & Brendon walked up to William Beckett, Mike Carden, and Guy Chislett.

"William, we want to steal your tech manager," Brendon started.

"For our new Bass player," Ryan added.

William looked taken aback by the strange offer, or lack of offer since it sounded like force. But William knew it wouldn't be by force if Jon wanted to join them. Mike quickly went to fetch Jon. Jon came with Mike looking puzzled.

"Jon Walker." Brendon said, "We'd want to ask you a question."

"And that would be..?" Jon said looking apprehensive.

"We want you to be.."

Silence.

"Our new Bass player." Ryan finished, scowling slightly at Brendon for being so freaking suspensful.

Jon looked up at William, who just nodded.

Jon felt like he needed permission from William, even though he probably wouldn't since he could get a new tech manager and everything.

"Uh. I guess?" Jon said, after a few moments of silence.

Brendon threw his fists up in the air with a large grin on his face, yelling, "SUCCESS!"

Ryan and Jon just laughed at his over-enthusiasm.