Making his way through the doorway to the room in the back end of the bus, Danny wrinkled his nose in disgust. 'Ew! What's that smell?' he thought, looking around for the cause of the stench. After glancing around for a few moments, he found what he had been looking for. Ricky was curled up in a pile of dirty, sweat stained shirts and socks, snoring peacefully. Kicking his bandmate in the head and taking another drink of his 40, Danny laughed out loud as the little boypal sat up in tired confusion.
Seeing Danny sitting on the couch next to his makeshift bed, Ricky smiled brightly. "Good morning sunshine!" he said in a cheerful tone as he stood up and began straightening his "bed.” "Lalalalala.. what's this?" he asked, his voice strangely feminine as he held up one of Eric's fingerpals. Danny just grunted a reply and kicked Ricky again, sending him flying into the dirty laundry face first. Before Ricky could get up and respond, Eric entered the room, bouncing on a pogo stick.
"Hey guys! Good morning, I've been up since 4am as always, and drank my ritual pot of coffee too. Hey! RICKY! My most favorite fingerpal, you found it!" Eric hopped over to Ricky to thank him and accidentally pogoed onto his hand.Ricky burst into tears as he looked down at his bleeding hand. "Eric!" he shrieked, "We told you before not to use that on the bus after you hit your head on the ceiling, now look what you did. I'm bleeding!" He stated, crying harder.
"Suck it up bitch boy." Danny said to him, whipping a No Authority sticker out of his pocket and slapping it on Ricky's hand as a Band-Aid.
"Pretty!" Ricky cooed, looking down and admiring the sticker. "You really do like me Danny, I knew it!" Danny reached down and yanked the sticker off Ricky's hand, grabbed a pencil off the floor and jabbed it into the hole the pogo stick had left.
"Yeah, I do." he answered, "so much I gave you an even better band aid."
Danny and Eric laughed uncontrollably as Ricky stood up, crying again. "I'm going to tell Tommy!" he shrieked, skipping out of the room. Eric just continued bouncing as he put the fingerpal Ricky had found back on his hand.
"Great!" Eric thought, grabbing one of the Pop Tarts he was balancing on his head and taking a bite of it, "Want one Danno?" he inquired, grabbing another PopTart and holding it out to him. Danny, who was now digging through the dirty clothes for his favorite mesh shirt, looked up and silently shook his head "no". Finding the shirt, he walked over by the Playstation to get his favorite black wooden clogs, only to find one missing!
Meanwhile, back at Tommy's bunk, BoyPal stood shaking the sleeping beast...
