Rolling his eyes Tommy punched Ricky in the other eye. "Shut up you little shit and listen to this plan."

Ricky tilted his head slightly to the side and nodded. "A cat?" He asked, puzzled, his head throbbing from the shard of glass still sticking out.

"Whatever you say." Tommy growled, reaching above him to Eric's bunk and returning with some construction paper and a crayon. "Here's what we’ll do..." Tommy began to scribble stick figures of himself, Ricky, Eric and Danny.

"Don't forget Moe." Ricky pointed out, his painted smile never leaving his face as Tommy bopped him in the head.

To keep his friend happy Tommy also drew a pig. "Now, we'll take Moe and hide him in Danny's bunk. Danny always shares with me, so it's the last place he'll go. I'll keep watch." Adjusting his Burger King crown and grabbing his retractable sword from the bunk shelf Tommy jumped out. Pulling Ricky along with him, Tommy pushed him to the front of the bus. "Now go get your damn pig."

Entering the front room Ricky shrieked in a high pitched female tone. Starr and Tony sat making out on the couch. "How DARE YOU!" He squealed. Ricky scooped Moe into his arms and turned to leave. "How could you kiss in front of Moe's virgin eyes like that?" Shaking his head Ricky went back into the bunk area.

"What happened?" Tommy asked, a smirk gracing his face as he scratched his back with his retractable light saber sword. "Moe try to shit on you or somethin?"

Ricky held Moe up to face level and made a kissy face at the little oinker. "No. But I'll tell you what...it was horribly traumatic for my little piggy." he replied, peering over Moe's pink head and staring at Tommy through the curly Q in the pig's tail. Before he could explain what he saw in the front room, he heard Danny and Stretch laughing and talking loudly from behind the door to the Den of Sin. Fear entered his eyes as Tommy snatched Moe from his hands and threw him into Danny's bunk. Moe landed with a squeal and a grunt before getting comfortable and taking a big fine shit on Danny's NSYNC pillow. Plugging his nose and shaking his head, Tommy shut the curtain right as Danny and Eric burst through the door, entering the area where the bunks were.

Tommy held in his urge to take a picture as Danny entered the hallway, dressed in camouflage with one of Tommy's ghetto red fabric belts tied around his spikes. Dark streaks of war paint made lines under his eyes and in his hand dangled a broken galpal, tied together with the string from Stretch's sweatpants. Swinging the makeshift nunchucks wildly into the air, Danny didn't notice Ricky and Tommy staring at him dumbfounded as he called quietly for Moe. "Here piggy piggy. This little piggy went to market and never found his way home." He laughed evilly as Stretch slithered along the floor under his legs in similar army gear.

Ricky tilted his head to the side, his flowing locks brushing against his feminine yet pig-like features. "What are you doing?" he asked his groupmates.

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