"Where's Mama?" he asked worriedly.

"I don't know." said Mackie.

Mr Hanson glanced at his wife.

"Guys we have something to tell you," he said guiltily. "We took Mama to the cat kennels to be looked after for the rest of our holiday."

"We did it secretly because we thought you kids would try stop us," Mrs Hanson added.

"Oh," Ike said, feeling dissapointed that he wouldn't see the cat for two weeks.

The family sat down at the table to eat their meal.

Mackenzie was grizzely because he had to be woken up.

After tea the brothers went into their room to have a nice brotherly talk, as they didn't have one last night - they were too tired.

"So guys, did you enjoy today?" Tay asked.

"No," Zac answered. "You know how much I hate press conferences. I get so restless. Especially when you guys don't shutup so I can say something," He said, glaring at Isaac.

"sorry Zac," Ike said. "I know I always don't shut up but you know how carried away I get at press confrences and I am the oldest you know."

"So that doesn't matter," said Tay. "People do want to know what me and Zac have to say you know."

"OK, I'll shut up next time." said Ike.

"I bet you won't." said Zac.

Ike ignored him and hit his braces on the side of his bed.

"Ouch!"

"Ike what on earth are you doing?" said Tay looking at Ike strangely.

"I'm just looking under my bed!" he said innocently.

"What are you looking for?" asked Zac.

"My barney briefs!" said Ike.

"But you wore them yesterday." pointed out Tay.

"I know but I kicked them under my bed when we got back last night," said Ike. "And, hey, how did you know I wore them yesterday anyway?"

"Not that I couldn't help noticing when you wore standing there in them for like half an hour." said Tay.

"I was not standing there for half an hour!" argued Ike.

"I was exagerating!"

"Oh." Ike sat back up again, knocking his bracing again.

"Ike, one day you are going to break them." said Zac.

"Yeah, well and good," said Isaac. "You didn't have to go through all the pain and stife of getting them and getting teeth pulled out."

"Ike, your mouth was to big to need any teeth pulled out," said Tay. "Your teeth were just mental."

"Yeah, but hey, it's a good thing no one knows that's actually what MMMBop's about." said Zac.

"I doubt it would have gone to number one if anyone knew." said Isaac.

"But think about it, what would we know about relationships," said Tay. "I mean, none of us have actually had a girlfriend before."

"I've been close a couple of times," said Isaac.

"I think about it all the time." said Zac.

"So it's just good luck everyone assumed it was about relationships." said Tay.

"And you turn your back and your teeth are gone so fast!" said Zac.

"OK, I'm going to sleep now." said Isaac.

"Goodnight Ike," said Tay and Zac.

"And I think you guys should go to sleep as well," said Ike. "We have a big day of interveiws ahead of us tomorrow."

"Fine." said Zac.

"Goodnight Zac," said Tay.

"Night Tay."

"Ike," said Tay.

"What!"

"No sleeptalking OK?"

"No Tay."

"If I hear the name Kelly, I"ll hit you OK." said Tay.

"Shut up about that!"

"Guess what Tay!" said Avery.

"What?"

"Mum's taking us to Disneyland today!" Avery said.

"Oh! How come you get to go to Disneyland and we have to go to a stack of press confrences!" complained Taylor.

"We're just lucky," said Avery. "And you're famous."

"I hate being famous!"

"No you don't," she said. "You are always saying how much you love the girls who like you."

"I don't mean it!"

"Yes, you do." said Avery.

"Mum," Taylor sulked. "How come they get to go to Disneyland and we don't?"

"Because you have to go to press confrences." answered mum.

"damn!" said Tay.

"OK everyone, in the van!" said dad.

Everyone piled into the van, Ike, Jessica and Zac in the backseat, Avery and Mac in his carseat in the middle and to his dicust, Tay had to sit in the middle between mum and dad.

"Come on Avie, let me sit there, please!" he pleaded.

"No, why should I move?" she said. "You're the one who took too long to get in the van."

"Tay, stop complaining and sit down in the bloody seat!" said dad.

"But dad!"

"Just sit down!" yelled dad.

"yeah Taylor, sit down." said Avery.

"Shut up!"

"Hey dad, have you not heard those ads on the radio," said Zac. "You're not meant to yell at your kids."

"Zac, you wee smart ass, shut your gob or you can swap places with Taylor." said dad, backing the van out of the Rockapella hotel parking lot.

"Now, Walker, settle down." said mum.

"I'm just worried," said dad. "My boy's have three press confrences today, why shouldn't I be?"

"Gee, I don't know dad," said Zac. "We're just three small kid's who can't look after themselves."

"Zachary Hanson, if I hear one more smart comment come out of that bloody mouth of yours, I will stop the van and get out and smack you right on your bum!" yelled dad.

"Walker!" said mum. "Just leave him alone please!"

"and that goes for all of you," continued dad. "And you too Isaac, 16 isn't too old to be given a hiding."

Isaac opened his mouth to say something but decided not to.

Tay sat there sulking still.

Mac burped.

"Ha ha!" laughed Zac. "That was funny Mac, do it again."

Mac smiled and burped again.

"Zac, please don't encourage him," said mum. "It's not very nice."

"Burp, burp, burp," burped Mac.

"Mackenzie stop now!" yelled dad. "Zac, this is all your fault. How I'm going to put up with another one, I don't know!"

"How I'm going to be able to have another one, I don't know!" laughed mum.

"It's abit late now mum." said Ike.

"Yes, I suppose it is Ike!" said mum.

Dad cracked a smile. "I'll drop you guys off at Disneyland first then we'll go to the press confrences."

"That would be a good idea," said mum. "You're not going to make one pregnant woman and three small kids walk all the way to Disneyland I hope!'

"No! Of course not!" said dad.

Cameras flashed. Reporters all talked at once, making it very hard for the guys to hear what people were asking them.

Dad watched cautiously in the background. He had a stern expression on his face. (like always)

"One at a time please!" shouted Isaac through the microphone.

Tay had a bright idea. "Anyone who talks without being asked will be automatically asked to leave."

Everyone shut up and put up their hands. Isaac picked the first person.

She cleared her throat and asked, "So whats it like working with your brothers?"

Tay started, "It's..."

Ike butted in, "We get along extremely well. We don't really have time for fights, we're normaly very busy."

"But somehow we squeeze them in!" smiled Zac.

Some people laughed.

The next person asked, "What does it feel like knowing there are thousands of girls out there who are totally in love with you and want to marry you?"

"It's just amazing!" said Tay.

"Knowing there are people out there who really love your music is really great." said Isaac.

"But I really love getting letters from girls out there who like me," said zac. "Some sound real cool, I wouldn't mind meeting them someday!"

"But, sometimes it's kinda embarrasing," said Tay. "Once someone sent me a real gross letter and I'm not going to say what it says here anyway! But, I love getting fan mail - who doesn't?"

"I've had one marrige proposal," said Ike proudly. "It's pretty cool."

Tay rolled his eyes.

"so, how are you getting along without earmuffs?" asked another person.

"Absolutly fine." said Isaac.

"It's really hard to play," said Taylor. "but you get used to it after a while, it's pretty cool."

"I'm sure if I wore earmuffs it would ruin my image!" said Isaac.

Noticing noone was laughing at his brothers joke, Zac laughed in a funny voice which sent the auditorium into chuckes.

Thinking everyone was laughing at his extremely hilarious joke, Isaac smiled proudly.

The questions kept rolling in until one woman asked, "Do any of you do anything strange?"

"I have seven sets of identicle bar.. boxers and tank tops that I wear to bed every night, it's kind of like I am obsessed with them!" said Tay, catching himself before he said the unmentionable word for guys, 'barbie'.

"Ike shaves his belly!" said Zac.

"No I don't!" Isaac turned as red as a fire engine, Tay's favourite colour.

The whole auditorium laughed hysterically.

"No, seriously he does!" laughed Zac. "I saw him once, he was like this," amd Zac did his best impertionation of Ike shaving his belly not forgetting the 'ouch, I cut myself bit'.

Someone got a fantastic picture of the 'impersonation'.

"Is this true?" asked one man.

"Uh huh!" said Zac.

"Well, I have to say, you're the first 16 year old I know who shaves their stomach!" chuckled a man, before being politely asked to leave.

For the rest of that press conference, Ike did not say one word which was very unusual for him.

Later on at lunch in the studio where the next press conference was to be held, Ike still wasn't talking to Zac.

"I will never forgive him for that!" he mumbled under his breath for the millionth time.

"Zac, I'm very dissapointed with you," said dad. "If you say anything like that this time, I will come onto the stage and drag you off by the ear, now that would be embarrasing."

"Yes, dad, that would be embarrasing," agreed Zac. "I won't say any thing like that again."

"Good, now hurry up and finish your sandwich before it goes stale." said dad.

"I don't want it," said Zac. "It tastes like shit."

"Don't say it loud enough Zac!" said Tay. "That is the lady who made it just there and she's looking at you."

"Where?" asked Zac.

"Just there."

The lady started walking over to them.

"Oh no, here she comes!" said Tay.

"Excuse me, but I heard you say you didn't like my sandwitches." she said.

"No, he said they tasted like shit." muttered Isaac.

"Well, what is it you don't like about them?" she asked. "I wouldn't mind improving them, especially if celebritiy's think they need it."

"Well, personaly, I think you should make a Jello sandwitch," said Zac, smiling.

The lady nodded, scribbling in her notepad.

"It would be incredibly poplular," he said. "Have a variety of flavours and, oh yeah, don't forget to call it Zac's incredible Jello sandwitch."

"Thanks for the ideas Zac." said the lady.

"No problemo."

The lady walked off, not forgetting to say, "My neice really loves you guys!"

Zac reached into his backpack and pulled out an autographed poster. "Give this to her."

"Oh, thank you so much, I'm sure she'll love this." said the lady.

Zac turned back to his brothers and father.

"Aren't you a good boy Zac." said Taylor.

Zac put on a royal accent and waved his hand. "I know I am."

The boys answered a whole heap of questions for the media and after the press conference had ended , dad let the guys go outside the studio and sign autographs and shake hands. They had been signing autographs for a quarter of an hour when something happened that shocked everyone, including Hanson themselves. Never before had something as drastic as this happened before, but it did.

Every thing was relatively peaceful when a sream rang out, "Ah! Streaker!"

The streaker ran out to where the boys were signing autographs and grabbed Ike and pressed herself agaisnt him.

"Ew gross!" most people were saying.

"Dad! Help! Get her off me!" yelped Isaac.

The other two guys jumped in the crowd to avoid being caught in the streakers clutches themselves.

Cameras flashed as the streaker jumped all over Ike. "Get off!" he shreaked.

"Isaac, don't you remember me?" asked the streaker. "It's me Claire! Claire Scott! I'm the one who sent you the letter asking if you wanted to marry me!"

"Yes, now I remember," said Ike. "You are my number one fan aren't you!"

"Most definitly!" Claire swooned.

"Here, take my jersey and meet me outside the Rockapella Hotel at nine o'clock tonight," whispered Ike.

Claire took the jersey and held it close to her.

"I mean put it on!" said Ike.

"Oh." Claire put on the jersey to cover her stark naked body. (If that's what you'd call it)

"Now, run along, and if I'm late, wait for me, I'll come!" reassured Ike.

Claire nodded and ran.

Tay and Zac felt it was safe to hop out of the crowd back in front of the barriers now.

"Who was that Ike?" asked Tay. "You seemed to know her quite well."

Ike felt dreamy, like he had just met his first true love, even if she was three years younger than him.

"Just a friend."

"A pretty good friend if you ask me." said Zac.

Ike nodded. "I think I am in love."

"Again?" said Tay, not really surprised. "Have you forgotten about Kelly so soon?"

Ike stared into the sky, a ridiculous smile on his face. "Who's Kelly?"

Zac and Tay looked at eachother. "Here we go round again." said Tay and proceeded to sign yet another autograph.

"I had the most amazing day today," said Isaac when the family was driving back to the Rockapella Hotel, later on. "It was just fantastic."

"Ike met a girl." explained Zac.

"I'm not surprised." said mum.

"Yeah, he always acts this way when he likes someone." said Jessica.

"You don't understand!" said Ike.

"Oh yes we do." said Tay.

"I don't just like her," said Ike. "I am totally in love with her."

"with who, honey?" asked mum.

"Claire."

"Who's Claire?" asked dad.

"The girl Ike likes - excuse me, loves." Zac corrected himself before Isaac had the chance.

"She's no Kate Ferguson (a new supermodel!), but hey she's worth it." said Ike.

"Duh, dad, where have you been the last 30 seconds?" asked Taylor.

"Concerntrating on getting my shit-ass family home safely," said dad. "So please be quiet."

"Sorry dad."

Dad pulled the van into the parking lot of the Rockapella Hotel parking lot and parked the car. Everyone jumped out and ran towards the door, nearly knocking over the two doormen in the process.

"Hey, wee Hanson dudes, slow down!" one of them said.

"Sorry!" called Tay over his shoulder.

They all ran up to the reception desk with mum and dad right behind them.

"Where's Mama?" they asked.