The Secret Worth Dying For
~1~
"...don't think that's possible yet," Tony overheard Alex saying to Jack as they were, most likely, discussing some kind of crazy idea that's probably highly unlikely to happen.
Tony stood there for a few seconds but neither of them took any notice. Eventually he cleared his throat signaling he was there and Jack and Alex turned and saw him standing their. "Hey Tony," Jack signaled him to come over, "Alex doesn't think that the bus could come alive one day and drive away on it's own. I mean come on, it could couldn't it?"
"Well," Tony though for a moment, "It isn't impossible, it would just have to go through a major tune up and become some kind of robot bus before it can start moving around by it's self."
"See," Jack turned back to Alex, "It isn't impossible."
Alex rolled his eyes, "I never said it was impossible, I just said that we can't be going and doing that now."
"Sure that's what you meant. Always have to rain on my parade," Jack crossed his arms, "You just don't like the idea of the bus turning into a transformer, don't you?"
Alex gave an irritated sigh and decided to ignore the question. He turned to Tony and asked, "So what brings you to our humble mobile hut?"
"Vic sent me over to let you guys know we're leaving soon so you don't end up getting left behind not sure where to go to next," Tony answered, pointing back towards the Pierce The Veil bus.
"Alright," Alex nodded then stood up, "Tell him thanks for sending you to let us know. We most likely would have got left behind from arguing about Jack's stupid 'what if' theory."
Jack put his arms up trying to defend himself, "Come on, I'm just saying, I'm sure Zack and Rian would agree how awesome that would be and you're here just saying 'oh no no that would be terrible. No no we can't do that'."
"Well then why don't you go ask them, into the bus with you," Alex pointed at the bus' door.
Jack and Alex both climbed into the bus, still discussing the bus coming alive when Tony turned around and headed back towards his own band to deliver yet another message.
"We all set?" Tony asked when he spotted MIke.
"Yup, I'm pretty sure everything is all packed up," Mike said without looking back at Tony and getting into the bus.
"Good," Tony said to himself as he got onto the bus after Mike.
"They almost ready to go?" Vic asked when he noticed Tony.
Tony nodded, "Alex said, 'thanks for sending you to let us know. We most likely would have got left behind from arguing about Jack's stupid 'what if' theory'."
Vic let out a small laugh. "I haven't been demoted to the permanent messenger boy for this tour have I? 'Cause this is the fifth time I've had to deliver a message for someone on this tour and we've only finished our third show," Tony complained sitting down on the couch.
"Yes you have. Too bad, I warned you about raiding the candy box on the first day. I don't know where you stashed all the candy bars you took or if you just ate them all, but this is the punishment you'll get. Having to run our messages," Vic said pulling out a box that was a forth of the way full of various breeds of candy bars.
"We can call him he Tony Express," Jaime grinned, pulling a random candy out of the box Vic was still holding.
"Let's not," Tony replied coldly, glaring at Jaime.
Jaime snickered and started slowly eating the candy bard he was holding looking directly at Tony. Tony sighed and looked away, "This is going to be a long ride."
"You know what'll make it longer?" Jaime asked through the chunks of chocolate in his mouth.
"Do I even want to know?" Tony asked dryly.
"...Are we their yet?" Jaime asked sitting down right next to Tony.
"Oh, God, Jaime, please don't start that," Tony hissed giving him his best 'death glare'.
"How about now?"
"No!"
"We gotta be their now."
"We haven't even started moving yet! How could we possibly be their yet?" Tony covered his face with his hands.
"Super powers," Jaime shrugged.
"Why is everyone assuming the buses have some kind of special ability? They're just buses," Tony asked no one in particular.
"Maybe because we found out a secret that they're all secretly transformers," Jaime stated.
"That would be cool, but I know you're lying," Tony removed his hands.
"We're moving!" Jaime yelled happily when the door slammed shut from Vic coming back into the bus, "We must be their now!"
"No, we are not their and it didn't move. Can you please go annoy someone else?" Tony plead.
Jaime frowned, "You don't want to talk to me no more?"
"Honestly?" Tony asked resulting in a small nod from Jaime who was pretending to act hurt. "Not right now, so just go scamper off and go talk to someone else or something. Please?"
Jaime hung his head and let out an overly long sight, then another, and another. "Jaime!" Tony put his hand on Jaime's mouth hoping that would stop him for a little bit.
"Alright," Jaime pushed away Tony's hand, "I'll go."
"Thank you," he said relived and put his head back against the couch.
Jaime went over to where Mike and Vic were and started talking to them, "Well I'm board now, Tony got all mad and me for 'bugging' him."
"Don't you think anyone would get mad or at least a little bit upset if someone kept asking them 'are we their yet? How about now?' when the bus hasn't even started moving?" Mike pointed out. "I know I would."
Jaime gave a tiny smile and started, "are we th..."
"Don't," Vic stopped him, "Didn't you just hear what he said?"
Jaime nodded quickly. "How much sugar did you have today?" Vic asked, picking up on Jaime's hyper act.
He thought for a moment then started listing off everything he remembered eating that was sugary, "Well, this morning I had a bowl of Cocoa Puffs with chocolate milk. Then there was those two soda's I drank and that candy bar I had before. Oh yes, and there was this taffy rope I had along the day."
Mike looked at him confused, "Why would you up chocolate milk in Cocoa Puffs? It turns the milk into chocolate milk later on in the process of the cereal bathing in the bowl."
Jaime shrugged not giving him and answer. "Yeah, you should go and try to get some sleep or something to try to get you out of the sugar high or else we might have to result in throwing you out of the bus and maybe forcing the All Time Low guys to deal with you," Vic warned.
"As if they don't have enough trouble makers to deal with," Mike joked.
-*-*-
"Jack, get off the floor," Alex sighed looking down at Jack who was sprawled across the floor.
"But it's so nice down here," Jack whined, closing his eyes and hugging the surface.
"I'm sure it is, but unless you don't want to be used as a rug, I'd suggest you get up," Alex crossed his arms, talking in a motherly tone.
But Jack just sat their with a big grin plastered across his face.
"I swear to God Jack, if you don't get up off the fuckin' floor, I will personally turn this bus around and drop you up at your house and continue the tour without you," Alex said intensely, arms still crossed, staring down at his band mate who was now slightly rolling around.
"Aw, come on Ali, it's fun down here," Jack said in the most temping voice he could manage while patting the floor a bit as if welcoming everyone around to join his floor party.
"It's Alex, not Ali, you should know that by now. You and a whole ton of people have called me Alex, not Ali," he pointed out.
"Come on, Alexandria," Jack teased, "Why can't you have a change in name every now and then?"
"Don't..." Alex started but was interrupted by Jack continuing on with whatever he wanted to babble on about.
"Besides, what's wrong with me being on the floor anyways? It's not like you're trying to move the couch from point A to point B," Jack pointed back towards the couch and rolled his head a little to face it.
"You're not going to move the couch because I'm perfectly happy with it sitting here," Zack spoke up, peering over the side of the couch at Alex who was still extremely annoyed by Jack who was now doing some kind of floor dance.
"I wasn't even planning on moving the couch in the first place!" Alex flung his arms up a little past his head then dropped them, glaring at Zack.
"Ha ha, you got in trouble," Jack gave a childish laugh and pointed at Alex.
"What's up with you today?" Alex turned his attention back to Jack, "You're being more of a Jackass than normal."
"Well," Jack started, then closed his eyes, "I'd like to thank you for putting my name in that little rant of yours, it was very punny of you." He peeked open an eye to see if Alex broke the from he had at Jack's stupid pun attempt, he didn't. "Anyways, you just gotta do something different from now and then. If you wanna pick at your butt in public then give your finger a little sample, then by all means, go ahead."
"That's disgusting," Alex scrunched up his face.
"Come on dude," Jack sighed, "You're ruining the moment. Anyways, before I was so rudely interrupted, sometimes you just have to do things, better example: me on the floor."
"You know what," Alex shook his head a little, giving up, "Whatever, I don't even care anymore. Do whatever the hell you want, just don't touch any of my shit or come complaining to me when someone's foot mashes your head in."
"Yay!" Jack squealed rolling around the floor some more.
After Alex went off toward the front of the bus, Zack peeked his head over the armrest of the couch and looked down at Jack then whispered, "You know what Imma do? Imma step in your fucking head."
Jack immediately snapped his head back and caught Zack sliding his head out of Jack's view. "Why would you do that to me?" Jack eventually whispered back.
"Because," Zack said, his voice sounding a little more distant.
Jack just laid their on the floor looking up at the armrest, waiting for Zack to reappear and thinking of what he said, if he really meant it or not, he was probably just joking around. Eventually Jack squirmed his way over to the long side of the couch. He looked over the edge for any sign of Zack being scrunched up in some area for him not to see him from the floor but the couch was empty, as if Zack just vanished from the couch completely. Jack sat up from where he was and looked around some more, searching for any trace of the bassist. "Zack?" he called.
No answer. Jack tried a little bit louder, "Zack?"
"He just went to the bathroom, didn't you see him go in?" Rian walked over, looking down at Jack who's back was propped up against the bottom half of the couch.
"No," Jack shook his head trying to figure out how Zack could have slipped away without him seeing our hearing him walk off.
Maybe he walked away on the ceiling Jack thought looking up to the ceiling but still no trace of Zack.
-*-*-
"Crap," Mike groaned, looking out the window at the wooded barricade crossing the road and the small group of signs attached to it as the bus slowly came to a stop.
"Why'd we stop?" Vic came over, curious to see if something went wrong.
"Guess we can't go the way we originally planned unless we are up for a midnight drowning," Mike pointed ahead at the signs reading Detour ← and Bridge Out.
"I suppose we should..." Vic started but was silenced by his phone ringing, "Hello?'
Alex's voice carried throughout the speaker for Mike to hear, "Hey, how come we stopped? Did something happen?"
"No, we just discovered a detour sign blocking our original direction so we're deciding if we should take the detour or go back and find another route."
"Tell him that the road that the sign is pointing to isn't even mapped out on any maps," Mike said looking at a map of the area on his phone.
"Kay, Mike said said that the road it wants us to go down isn't even charted anywhere," Vic added.
"I guess we should go down it, I mean, what's the worst that could happen? If we get lost we could just follow the road until it leads us somewhere," Alex said.
"I suppose," Vic then looked at Mikey, "Off through the detour it is than."
"How much time do you think we're going to get added onto the trip?" Alex asked.
"I don't know, maybe a few minutes or half an hour or more. Like I said, there's no maps that we have with the road on it so...that'll be a little bit of a problem for now."
"As long as we get there right?" Alex said trying to brighten the mood. "They can't exactly start without us."
"Yeah," Vic let out a small laugh, "And hopefully the next time we stop we'll be at the city of our next show."
"Hopefully," Alex nodded into the phone then hung up.
Vic stood, looking out the window a few minutes later, watching the road go by in the headlights. "You got any idea of how much time we added on 'til we get their?" Vic asked turning to his brother.
Mike shook his head, "No idea."
"Great," Vic sighed then turned away and began heading in the other direction. "Hey Mike," he said turning back around, "Remember, if you get tired our something make sure you call one of us over so you don't end up falling asleep while driving, alright?"
"Alright," Mike agreed without turning away from the road.
-*-*-
"What's happening? Are we lost?" Jack looked up from the spot he was still sitting at when he heard the phone call end.
Rian shook his head coming over to answer Jack's question, "Detour."
Jack rested his head back down on the floor, "Perfect, more time to spend with this wonderful floor."
"Yeah, well hopefully it won't take too much longer to get their or else you might end up being stuck on their. Then Alex might get a little crabby about having to find some way to cut you of your precious floor," Rian smirked.
"I suppose that would be a shame," Jack frowned petting the floor. "Having to ruin the floor just to get me off of it."
"Such a shame," Rian said.
Tony stood there for a few seconds but neither of them took any notice. Eventually he cleared his throat signaling he was there and Jack and Alex turned and saw him standing their. "Hey Tony," Jack signaled him to come over, "Alex doesn't think that the bus could come alive one day and drive away on it's own. I mean come on, it could couldn't it?"
"Well," Tony though for a moment, "It isn't impossible, it would just have to go through a major tune up and become some kind of robot bus before it can start moving around by it's self."
"See," Jack turned back to Alex, "It isn't impossible."
Alex rolled his eyes, "I never said it was impossible, I just said that we can't be going and doing that now."
"Sure that's what you meant. Always have to rain on my parade," Jack crossed his arms, "You just don't like the idea of the bus turning into a transformer, don't you?"
Alex gave an irritated sigh and decided to ignore the question. He turned to Tony and asked, "So what brings you to our humble mobile hut?"
"Vic sent me over to let you guys know we're leaving soon so you don't end up getting left behind not sure where to go to next," Tony answered, pointing back towards the Pierce The Veil bus.
"Alright," Alex nodded then stood up, "Tell him thanks for sending you to let us know. We most likely would have got left behind from arguing about Jack's stupid 'what if' theory."
Jack put his arms up trying to defend himself, "Come on, I'm just saying, I'm sure Zack and Rian would agree how awesome that would be and you're here just saying 'oh no no that would be terrible. No no we can't do that'."
"Well then why don't you go ask them, into the bus with you," Alex pointed at the bus' door.
Jack and Alex both climbed into the bus, still discussing the bus coming alive when Tony turned around and headed back towards his own band to deliver yet another message.
"We all set?" Tony asked when he spotted MIke.
"Yup, I'm pretty sure everything is all packed up," Mike said without looking back at Tony and getting into the bus.
"Good," Tony said to himself as he got onto the bus after Mike.
"They almost ready to go?" Vic asked when he noticed Tony.
Tony nodded, "Alex said, 'thanks for sending you to let us know. We most likely would have got left behind from arguing about Jack's stupid 'what if' theory'."
Vic let out a small laugh. "I haven't been demoted to the permanent messenger boy for this tour have I? 'Cause this is the fifth time I've had to deliver a message for someone on this tour and we've only finished our third show," Tony complained sitting down on the couch.
"Yes you have. Too bad, I warned you about raiding the candy box on the first day. I don't know where you stashed all the candy bars you took or if you just ate them all, but this is the punishment you'll get. Having to run our messages," Vic said pulling out a box that was a forth of the way full of various breeds of candy bars.
"We can call him he Tony Express," Jaime grinned, pulling a random candy out of the box Vic was still holding.
"Let's not," Tony replied coldly, glaring at Jaime.
Jaime snickered and started slowly eating the candy bard he was holding looking directly at Tony. Tony sighed and looked away, "This is going to be a long ride."
"You know what'll make it longer?" Jaime asked through the chunks of chocolate in his mouth.
"Do I even want to know?" Tony asked dryly.
"...Are we their yet?" Jaime asked sitting down right next to Tony.
"Oh, God, Jaime, please don't start that," Tony hissed giving him his best 'death glare'.
"How about now?"
"No!"
"We gotta be their now."
"We haven't even started moving yet! How could we possibly be their yet?" Tony covered his face with his hands.
"Super powers," Jaime shrugged.
"Why is everyone assuming the buses have some kind of special ability? They're just buses," Tony asked no one in particular.
"Maybe because we found out a secret that they're all secretly transformers," Jaime stated.
"That would be cool, but I know you're lying," Tony removed his hands.
"We're moving!" Jaime yelled happily when the door slammed shut from Vic coming back into the bus, "We must be their now!"
"No, we are not their and it didn't move. Can you please go annoy someone else?" Tony plead.
Jaime frowned, "You don't want to talk to me no more?"
"Honestly?" Tony asked resulting in a small nod from Jaime who was pretending to act hurt. "Not right now, so just go scamper off and go talk to someone else or something. Please?"
Jaime hung his head and let out an overly long sight, then another, and another. "Jaime!" Tony put his hand on Jaime's mouth hoping that would stop him for a little bit.
"Alright," Jaime pushed away Tony's hand, "I'll go."
"Thank you," he said relived and put his head back against the couch.
Jaime went over to where Mike and Vic were and started talking to them, "Well I'm board now, Tony got all mad and me for 'bugging' him."
"Don't you think anyone would get mad or at least a little bit upset if someone kept asking them 'are we their yet? How about now?' when the bus hasn't even started moving?" Mike pointed out. "I know I would."
Jaime gave a tiny smile and started, "are we th..."
"Don't," Vic stopped him, "Didn't you just hear what he said?"
Jaime nodded quickly. "How much sugar did you have today?" Vic asked, picking up on Jaime's hyper act.
He thought for a moment then started listing off everything he remembered eating that was sugary, "Well, this morning I had a bowl of Cocoa Puffs with chocolate milk. Then there was those two soda's I drank and that candy bar I had before. Oh yes, and there was this taffy rope I had along the day."
Mike looked at him confused, "Why would you up chocolate milk in Cocoa Puffs? It turns the milk into chocolate milk later on in the process of the cereal bathing in the bowl."
Jaime shrugged not giving him and answer. "Yeah, you should go and try to get some sleep or something to try to get you out of the sugar high or else we might have to result in throwing you out of the bus and maybe forcing the All Time Low guys to deal with you," Vic warned.
"As if they don't have enough trouble makers to deal with," Mike joked.
-*-*-
"Jack, get off the floor," Alex sighed looking down at Jack who was sprawled across the floor.
"But it's so nice down here," Jack whined, closing his eyes and hugging the surface.
"I'm sure it is, but unless you don't want to be used as a rug, I'd suggest you get up," Alex crossed his arms, talking in a motherly tone.
But Jack just sat their with a big grin plastered across his face.
"I swear to God Jack, if you don't get up off the fuckin' floor, I will personally turn this bus around and drop you up at your house and continue the tour without you," Alex said intensely, arms still crossed, staring down at his band mate who was now slightly rolling around.
"Aw, come on Ali, it's fun down here," Jack said in the most temping voice he could manage while patting the floor a bit as if welcoming everyone around to join his floor party.
"It's Alex, not Ali, you should know that by now. You and a whole ton of people have called me Alex, not Ali," he pointed out.
"Come on, Alexandria," Jack teased, "Why can't you have a change in name every now and then?"
"Don't..." Alex started but was interrupted by Jack continuing on with whatever he wanted to babble on about.
"Besides, what's wrong with me being on the floor anyways? It's not like you're trying to move the couch from point A to point B," Jack pointed back towards the couch and rolled his head a little to face it.
"You're not going to move the couch because I'm perfectly happy with it sitting here," Zack spoke up, peering over the side of the couch at Alex who was still extremely annoyed by Jack who was now doing some kind of floor dance.
"I wasn't even planning on moving the couch in the first place!" Alex flung his arms up a little past his head then dropped them, glaring at Zack.
"Ha ha, you got in trouble," Jack gave a childish laugh and pointed at Alex.
"What's up with you today?" Alex turned his attention back to Jack, "You're being more of a Jackass than normal."
"Well," Jack started, then closed his eyes, "I'd like to thank you for putting my name in that little rant of yours, it was very punny of you." He peeked open an eye to see if Alex broke the from he had at Jack's stupid pun attempt, he didn't. "Anyways, you just gotta do something different from now and then. If you wanna pick at your butt in public then give your finger a little sample, then by all means, go ahead."
"That's disgusting," Alex scrunched up his face.
"Come on dude," Jack sighed, "You're ruining the moment. Anyways, before I was so rudely interrupted, sometimes you just have to do things, better example: me on the floor."
"You know what," Alex shook his head a little, giving up, "Whatever, I don't even care anymore. Do whatever the hell you want, just don't touch any of my shit or come complaining to me when someone's foot mashes your head in."
"Yay!" Jack squealed rolling around the floor some more.
After Alex went off toward the front of the bus, Zack peeked his head over the armrest of the couch and looked down at Jack then whispered, "You know what Imma do? Imma step in your fucking head."
Jack immediately snapped his head back and caught Zack sliding his head out of Jack's view. "Why would you do that to me?" Jack eventually whispered back.
"Because," Zack said, his voice sounding a little more distant.
Jack just laid their on the floor looking up at the armrest, waiting for Zack to reappear and thinking of what he said, if he really meant it or not, he was probably just joking around. Eventually Jack squirmed his way over to the long side of the couch. He looked over the edge for any sign of Zack being scrunched up in some area for him not to see him from the floor but the couch was empty, as if Zack just vanished from the couch completely. Jack sat up from where he was and looked around some more, searching for any trace of the bassist. "Zack?" he called.
No answer. Jack tried a little bit louder, "Zack?"
"He just went to the bathroom, didn't you see him go in?" Rian walked over, looking down at Jack who's back was propped up against the bottom half of the couch.
"No," Jack shook his head trying to figure out how Zack could have slipped away without him seeing our hearing him walk off.
Maybe he walked away on the ceiling Jack thought looking up to the ceiling but still no trace of Zack.
-*-*-
"Crap," Mike groaned, looking out the window at the wooded barricade crossing the road and the small group of signs attached to it as the bus slowly came to a stop.
"Why'd we stop?" Vic came over, curious to see if something went wrong.
"Guess we can't go the way we originally planned unless we are up for a midnight drowning," Mike pointed ahead at the signs reading Detour ← and Bridge Out.
"I suppose we should..." Vic started but was silenced by his phone ringing, "Hello?'
Alex's voice carried throughout the speaker for Mike to hear, "Hey, how come we stopped? Did something happen?"
"No, we just discovered a detour sign blocking our original direction so we're deciding if we should take the detour or go back and find another route."
"Tell him that the road that the sign is pointing to isn't even mapped out on any maps," Mike said looking at a map of the area on his phone.
"Kay, Mike said said that the road it wants us to go down isn't even charted anywhere," Vic added.
"I guess we should go down it, I mean, what's the worst that could happen? If we get lost we could just follow the road until it leads us somewhere," Alex said.
"I suppose," Vic then looked at Mikey, "Off through the detour it is than."
"How much time do you think we're going to get added onto the trip?" Alex asked.
"I don't know, maybe a few minutes or half an hour or more. Like I said, there's no maps that we have with the road on it so...that'll be a little bit of a problem for now."
"As long as we get there right?" Alex said trying to brighten the mood. "They can't exactly start without us."
"Yeah," Vic let out a small laugh, "And hopefully the next time we stop we'll be at the city of our next show."
"Hopefully," Alex nodded into the phone then hung up.
Vic stood, looking out the window a few minutes later, watching the road go by in the headlights. "You got any idea of how much time we added on 'til we get their?" Vic asked turning to his brother.
Mike shook his head, "No idea."
"Great," Vic sighed then turned away and began heading in the other direction. "Hey Mike," he said turning back around, "Remember, if you get tired our something make sure you call one of us over so you don't end up falling asleep while driving, alright?"
"Alright," Mike agreed without turning away from the road.
-*-*-
"What's happening? Are we lost?" Jack looked up from the spot he was still sitting at when he heard the phone call end.
Rian shook his head coming over to answer Jack's question, "Detour."
Jack rested his head back down on the floor, "Perfect, more time to spend with this wonderful floor."
"Yeah, well hopefully it won't take too much longer to get their or else you might end up being stuck on their. Then Alex might get a little crabby about having to find some way to cut you of your precious floor," Rian smirked.
"I suppose that would be a shame," Jack frowned petting the floor. "Having to ruin the floor just to get me off of it."
"Such a shame," Rian said.
