~* We don't own the Ducks. Damn it to hell.*~
Charlie Conway looked at the picture on his bed room desk and sighed, it was only the fourth day of summer vacation and he was already bored out of his mind. Most of the Ducks had gone away for the summer and as much as he was in love with Banks, spending the entire vacation playing hockey and making out just wasn't really what he wanted to do. The only person he knew other then Adam that was going to be around was Fulton. That's when he had a great idea, reaching for the phone he could barely contain his excitement. Swiftly he tapped in Fulton's number and waited impatiently for Fulton to answer.
"Yo?" Charlie could hardly hear the Bash Brother over the Nirvana CD that was blaring in the background
"Fulton, it's Charlie. What are you doing for the next two months?" The Captain asked anxiously
"Nothing big dude. I'm probably just gonna chill at home, watch some TV and maybe work on my slap shot, try not to miss Portman to much." Fulton flopped down onto his bed and pulled out a copy his favorite Superman comic
"Good, you're coming on a road trip with me and Banksie." Of course he hadn't ran the idea by his boyfriend yet, but he knew odds were that Banks wouldn't disagree
"Road trip? Yeah okay Spazway, and where are we going?"
"We're gonna travel the country, come on it'll be fun. We can visit all the outa state Ducks and various other places. It'll be cool. Come on."
"I'm not spending the next two months watching you and Banks play kissy-face."
"You can bring Portman."
"Deal."
The boys made a few more arrangements before they hung up to call their significant others. Dean didn't take too much convincing however Adam turned out to be more difficult to get to agree then Charlie expected. Getting the cake-eater to consent to spending that much time away from a rink and puck was like trying to talk a fish into avoiding water.
"It was nice of you to ask me first." Adam complained with a pout as Charlie stood in front of him spewing about his great idea
"I didn't think you'd wanna spend all your time off sitting on your couch watching ESPN." Charlie stated slightly annoyed he knew Banks was going to cave in and go anyway so why did they have this stupid run around.
"Well maybe I do." Banks crossed his arms like an indignant six year old
"So you don't wanna spend it sleeping with me in various hotel rooms, I guess I'll go without you then. I'm gonna go home and pack. Love you." He quickly pecked Adam's cheek and headed out his boyfriend's bedroom door. Just when he reached the Banks' hallway he was stopped.
"Charlie wait come back here."
"Yes dear."
"Don't call me dear. When did you wanna leave?"
Two days later Fulton, Charlie and Banks were tying luggage to the roof of Fulton's beat up old Bronco and stuffing stuff in every available crevasse. Being on the road for ten weeks was going to require a lot of supplies.
"Okay are we all loaded and ready to go?" Charlie clapped his hands together in his 'I'm the leader' manner
"Yeah, this is the last of it." Fulton hurled a duffle bag into the back and climbed out of the SUV
"Good. You're driving first since it's your car." Charlie declared sliding into the back seat
"Off to get Portman." Banks noted, though it came out more of a giggle as he got in near Charlie who was already trying to get fresh
"I am not spending the next sixty days dealing with this you two." Fulton warned getting in the drivers seat
"Oh you'll get yours soon enough Fult, then you'll be steaming up the windows on your own. Now on to Chicago." Charlie pointed in the direction of the street and the three exited the driveway and entered their adventure.
Charlie Conway looked at the picture on his bed room desk and sighed, it was only the fourth day of summer vacation and he was already bored out of his mind. Most of the Ducks had gone away for the summer and as much as he was in love with Banks, spending the entire vacation playing hockey and making out just wasn't really what he wanted to do. The only person he knew other then Adam that was going to be around was Fulton. That's when he had a great idea, reaching for the phone he could barely contain his excitement. Swiftly he tapped in Fulton's number and waited impatiently for Fulton to answer.
"Yo?" Charlie could hardly hear the Bash Brother over the Nirvana CD that was blaring in the background
"Fulton, it's Charlie. What are you doing for the next two months?" The Captain asked anxiously
"Nothing big dude. I'm probably just gonna chill at home, watch some TV and maybe work on my slap shot, try not to miss Portman to much." Fulton flopped down onto his bed and pulled out a copy his favorite Superman comic
"Good, you're coming on a road trip with me and Banksie." Of course he hadn't ran the idea by his boyfriend yet, but he knew odds were that Banks wouldn't disagree
"Road trip? Yeah okay Spazway, and where are we going?"
"We're gonna travel the country, come on it'll be fun. We can visit all the outa state Ducks and various other places. It'll be cool. Come on."
"I'm not spending the next two months watching you and Banks play kissy-face."
"You can bring Portman."
"Deal."
The boys made a few more arrangements before they hung up to call their significant others. Dean didn't take too much convincing however Adam turned out to be more difficult to get to agree then Charlie expected. Getting the cake-eater to consent to spending that much time away from a rink and puck was like trying to talk a fish into avoiding water.
"It was nice of you to ask me first." Adam complained with a pout as Charlie stood in front of him spewing about his great idea
"I didn't think you'd wanna spend all your time off sitting on your couch watching ESPN." Charlie stated slightly annoyed he knew Banks was going to cave in and go anyway so why did they have this stupid run around.
"Well maybe I do." Banks crossed his arms like an indignant six year old
"So you don't wanna spend it sleeping with me in various hotel rooms, I guess I'll go without you then. I'm gonna go home and pack. Love you." He quickly pecked Adam's cheek and headed out his boyfriend's bedroom door. Just when he reached the Banks' hallway he was stopped.
"Charlie wait come back here."
"Yes dear."
"Don't call me dear. When did you wanna leave?"
Two days later Fulton, Charlie and Banks were tying luggage to the roof of Fulton's beat up old Bronco and stuffing stuff in every available crevasse. Being on the road for ten weeks was going to require a lot of supplies.
"Okay are we all loaded and ready to go?" Charlie clapped his hands together in his 'I'm the leader' manner
"Yeah, this is the last of it." Fulton hurled a duffle bag into the back and climbed out of the SUV
"Good. You're driving first since it's your car." Charlie declared sliding into the back seat
"Off to get Portman." Banks noted, though it came out more of a giggle as he got in near Charlie who was already trying to get fresh
"I am not spending the next sixty days dealing with this you two." Fulton warned getting in the drivers seat
"Oh you'll get yours soon enough Fult, then you'll be steaming up the windows on your own. Now on to Chicago." Charlie pointed in the direction of the street and the three exited the driveway and entered their adventure.