Chapter Sixteen

*~FOUR DAYS LATER~*

"Hey Tay, pass me the barf bag, "Zac demanded. The three boys and the rest of the Hanson clan were all headed on over to France for their European tour. They'd only been on the plane for 1 hour and Zac was already getting airsick. Tay reached over and pulled out the United Airlines barf bag and handed it to Zac. "Zac, you're looking kinda green," Taylor innocently pointed out. Zac stuffed his head into the bag and replied, "Shut up Tay, you look kinda red in the 'MMMBop' VDO." Isaac, who was sitting in the middle spoke up, "We're a colorful group." Zac and Taylor eyed him and shouted, "Shut up Ike!" "Sshhh!!" came a voice from behind them. All three looked back and saw an old lady with purple hair. "Sorry m'am," Isaac apologized for his brothers. Just then, Zac started a major barf fest in his United Airlines bag. Taylor sighed and sat back in his seat. He was in a bad mood because Zac had accidentally dropped a 50 pound suitcase on his toe earlier$B)
(Jand now it was throbbing like crazy. He soon heard a voice from next to him, "Excuse me, what would you like?" Taylor inched his head and saw a pretty stewardess looking at him. Taylor looked at the cart and asked, "What is there?" "Vegetable delight and Chicken delight." Taylor decided on Chicken Delight. The stewardess set it down on his tray and rolled on. He looked at his dish and hoped it was more 'delightful' than it looked. He poked at his chicken and stuffed a piece of it in his mouth. "Blech!" he resisted spitting it back onto his plate. He looked over at his brothers who had gotten the Vegetable Delight. He should have gotten that he mused. He looked back at his food and forced it down. Zac, who had overcome his air sickness, since he had already puked his guts out, was playing with the little biscuit roll. "Hey, this harder than our baseball at home," he noted. He threw it up in the air causing it to bounce off the ceiling and onto the lady with the purple hair. "Whoops, "Zac looked sheepishly at his brothers as they heard the old lady scream. The three brothers slowly turned their heads and looked at the woman. "Don't you have any parents?! What distasteful little brats!" she cried. All of a sudden, Mrs. Hanson, who had been sitting four rows away with the rest of the Hanson family, came running up. "I'm really sorry m'am, it won't happen again." Just then Mackie came running up. He waved to his older brothers and looked at the old lady. He pulled his mother's shirt and said, "Mommy, Mommy, that old lady has purple hair," he felt his own blond locks and continued, "Can I make my hair purple?" Mrs. Hanson scooped Mackie up , and continued, "I'm really sorry m'am." And with that she gave the boys a stern look," I'll talk to you guys later," and rushed back to take care of Jessie and Avie (Apparently Mr. Hanson was snoozing.)

"There's nothing to do," grumbled Zac. Taylor picked up a piece of paper and started folding it into a paper airplane. Isaac was busy watching 'Fair Game' as Cindy Crawford jogged along the beach. Taylor had already seen the movie dozens of times and didn't want to watch it again. Isaac, on the other hand, didn't mind. Zac decided to go to the bathroom, "I'm gonna play with the flush." Taylor rolled his eyes and continued folding his plane. Zac got up and walked down the aisle just as Taylor finished folding his plane. Just then, Taylor got a good idea and aimed his plane straight for Zac. He threw it and watched it glide and hit his brother at the back of his head. "OW!" he cried. Taylor tried to muffle his laughter in his pillow as a stewardess walked past glaring at him. "Excuse me, young man." Taylor raised his eyebrow, 'young man?' The stewardess continued, "We do not throw paper planes on planes. Please behave yourself." Taylor merely muttered an 'okay' and sat back in his seat and was about to fall asleep when he felt someone nudge him. He opened one eye and looked on over to his right. He saw Zac$B)(J. completely soaked. Taylor sat up and faced his brother, "Zac! What the hell happened to you?!" Zac looked at his shoes, "I was playing with the faucet and then it sprayed up instead of down." Taylor grabbed his brother by the shirt and walked him over to his mom. Mrs. Hanson had just put the younger Hansons to sleep, and was about to take a nap herself. She saw Zac dripping in front of her. She sighed and dragged him to the bathroom. Taylor went back to his seat and closed his eyes. It was gonna be a long trip.

"Hi, can I talk to Janelle?" Taylor asked as he and his brothers watched some French TV talk show. "Hey, is that you Taylor?" Brenden asked. "Yeah, is that Brenden?" Taylor asked back. "Yeah, hey heard you guys are on tour, good luck man, oh wait here's Janelle. "Hello?" Taylor heard Janelle's voice on the other end. "Hey Jan, it's me." Zac came running up and spoke into the phone, "Hey Janelle! Your boyfriend nearly got busted for throwing a paper plane at me!" Taylor covered the mouthpiece and hissed," Shut up Zac!" Taylor watched his brother run laughing into the bathroom and Taylor said into the phone, "Sorry bout that. His sugar level's higher than usual today." Janelle laughed, "Tay dear, his sugar level's always high." Taylor chuckled, "Hey, so how's it goin' over there?" "Oh yeah, I hung out at the mall with Alicia, Sabrina, and Heather today. Really exciting." Taylor laughed and Janelle asked him, "What about you? Getta see the Eiffel Tower yet?" "Yeah, along the way to the hotel, "Taylor replied, "It's great, it's a tower Jan." Janelle laughed and they went on talking for another 15 minutes before Mr. Hanson stuck his head in telling him to get off the phone. Taylor said goodbye and hung up. Zac started jumping on the bed, "Hey guys, ever wonder what it's like roller blading on marble floor?" "Don't even think of it Zac," Ike replied from the bed. Taylor sat up, "Hey y'guys, let's do it, it's a lot funner than just sitting around here. He jumped up and grabbed his blades and Zac followed suit. They turned and asked Ike, "Hey, you coming or not?" Isaac looked at the bare hotel room and sat up, "Yeah, wait up."

Janelle was in her room trying to finish up a collage for art class. She was flipping through some of her mom and dad's old magazines looking for pics to stick onto her collage. "Geesh, 'Time' magazine doesn't have anything good," she noted. She threw it aside and picked up 'Cosmopolitan.' On the front cover, it said, "Tell what kinda guy your guy is, by looking at his eyes." Janelle grinned to herself and started flipping through the magazine. "Let's see, page 154." She flipped to the page, and read," So everytime you look into your guy's eyes, you feel like it's only the two of you in the whole world." Janelle nodded to herself$B)
(Jthat was true. She read on, "So, we've picked up a couple of guy for you to check out. Eyes definitely are the window to one's soul." Janelle flipped the page and saw pics of Matt LeBlanc, Will Smith, Matt Damon, William Baldwin. Janelle scrunched up her face," Yuck, William Baldwin." She turned the page and saw more pictures of Leonardo DiCaprio, David Schwimmer, Brad Pitt, Taylor Hanson$B)(J She averted her eyes and looked back at Tay's picture. She laughed to herself, "Well, whaddaya know? Here's Tay." He was wearing a red shirt and was looking up at the camera with his soulful blue eyes. She read the description that was written about him: "Guys with 'Taylor Hanson' type of eyes, are thoughtful and sensitive people. They have a great heart and love getting to know people for who they really are. These guys make great boyfriends." Janelle laughed at the description. She knew that usually these kind of articles were nothing but B.S., but this particular article was so true. And she knew that for a fact.

Isaac, Taylor, and Zac all stepped out of the ritzy hotel elevator and into the lobby$B)(J With their blades. Zac took the lead. Taylor followed, pulling his shirt. Ike was last, holding onto Tay's shirt. 'Whish, whoosh, whoooosh,' went Zac's blades. "Okay, now Zac, not too fast, we don't want to disturb anyone," Ike told his younger brother. "Sorry, it was kinda slippery back there,' he looked back at his brothers, "Hey, we should ask mom and dad to change our carpeting at home to marble, it's funner blading on marble than it is on carpet." Taylor rolled his eyes, "Sure Zac, Mom would really love that." Zac looked back at Tay and said, "Well, hey, it'd be fun, we could roller blade down the stairs for breakfast and--" he was cut short by Ike, "Zac!! Look out!" Too late, the three brothers had already crashed into a large pillar right by the information desk. "Ow, ow, ow, my leg," Zac moaned. A man wearing a red maroon shirt, who's tag read Antoine, stood up from behind the desk and peered at them," Excuze me, pleaze do not roller blade in zee hotel! Pleaze do zat outzide or in zee park! If you do zat again, I will be forced to report yoo!" Taylor winced as he stood up. He had fallen on his behind and was now looking at his younger brother who lay sprawled across the floor. Taylor motioned for his brother to get up, "Zac! Get up already! People are staring!" Zac looked p at his older brothers, "I can't! My leg hurts real bad!" Isaac slapped his forehead, "Damn, what if he broke his leg?" Zac examined his leg," No, don't worry Ike, I don't think it's broken, maybe just sprained." Ike widened his eyes, "Dammit, Okay Tay get Zac's left arm, and I'll get his right, we're gonna hafta get Mom and Dad." Zac stared at his oldest brother with wide eyes, "NO! Mom and Dad will ground us forever!" he tried standing up again, "I'll survive." Apparently, Antoine wasn't so interested in watching the three brothers decide on what to do, "Excuze me, you are cauzing a scene! Pleaze finish up your buzinezz somewhere else!" Taylor looked Antoine with and exasperated look on his face, "Look pal, I'll finish you if you don't shut the hell up!" Antoine took a step back, "Well, excuze me, perhaps I shall get the manager, you can carry this out wiz him!" Isaac replied, "Yah, well, you do that buddy, just shut up already." Antoine walked away muttering under his breath, "Typical Americans!" Zac was close to tears, "Ike, it really hurts!" "Don't worry Zac, Mom will be too worried to yell at you. She'll yell at you when you're feeling better." "Geesh, that makes me feel a lot better, "Zac muttered under his brath as Isaac and Taylor each carried their brother by an arm and gently dragging him up to the 12th floor. Zac winced and complained the whole way.

When they got to their parent's room, they looked at each other. Finally, Isaac sighed, "I'll knock, I'm the oldest, I should have been looking out for you guys." Taylor nodded in agreement, "Yeah, Ike, you're the oldest, you should've been looking out for us." Ike looked at Taylor," Shut up Tay." Isaac gave a firm knock on the door and waited for it to be opened. Finally they saw Mackie swing the door open. They dragged their brother in and saw their parent's watching the French News. Mrs. Hanson took one look at her youngest son, "Zachary! What happened to you?!" She rushed over and started examining her son. "We, uh, sorta had an accident in the lobby," Ike started. "Yeah, we crashed into this old pillar and yeah, well$B)(J Taylor managed to finish up. "Ow, Mom don't touch it!" Zac shrieked. Mrs. Hanson looked at her husband, "Walker, we have to get him to the hospital." Zac sighed to himself, "Crap, crap crap."

Taylor and Isaac were rolling over laughing as their younger brother told them about the little incident at the hospital. "Zac, maybe you should wear a sign across your chest saying, 'I am a boy, I was never on a toothpaste commercial, I am 'Zac Hanson.'" Isaac said through tears. Zac glared at his two older brothers, "Shut up, you guys have been mistaken for girls before too." He looked over at Taylor who had tears streaming down his cheeks, "Last time that one guy tried to hit on you, remember?" Taylor immediately stopped laughing and cleared his throat, "Hey, that was different," he stood up and walked into the bathroom. Isaac was still laughing hysterically," Looks like I'm the only masculine looking guy in our family." Zac rolled his eyes and picked up magazine.