Title: It All Began with an Innocent Little Game…

Author: MISSMURDER83 or the almighty and powerful Cat

Summary: Freddy starts a little game of Spin the Bottle after they win Battle of the Bands...Hope u like it, I was inspired for some reason because was drinking root beer like in a glass bottle so I decided to write this. It'll probably be a chappy thingy, but I'll try not to draw it out for seventy eight chapters.

Warnings: no like-y the slash no read-y this fic. Zack/Freddy, mild cursing rated for seemingly obvious reasons

Everyone was tense waiting, watching.

"And the winner is," the announcer began slowly, Freddy thought he would kill the guy if he didn't hurry up already. "The School of Rock!" Screaming erupted from all sides as they ran onstage and accepted the check, holding it high in the air above their heads.

School of Rock had won Battle of the Bands.

Not that it had been much of a surprise to Freddy, they were legendary for their ages, people loved them, and they basically kicked ass.

"We are the MOST ROCKING-EST BAND EVER!" Dewey cried as he drove the bus back home. Everyone cheered at this in agreement

"I say," Freddy began a stupid grin splitting his face. "We all go to my house and celebrate!" He was met by more happy cheers and grins.

"Whatever you want, dude, But I got to go tell everyone back at H.Q." Dewey said. Katie tried to persuade him to come, but he really wanted to be the one to scream at Theo in person, not for him to be told by someone else. Theo was, after all, a funny little footnote on his epic ass.

Everyone climbed out at Freddy's house and ran into the garage tearing into any food they could find. They sat around his big table and chatted excitedly amongst themselves about the show.

Freddy quickly drained his root beer and slammed the bottle down in the center of the table. He had an idea.

"I say we play a game." He said. "We should play…spin the bottle." Everyone laughed at his idea, but no one refused. "Le Rules are, One, You HAVE to kiss whoever it lands on. No matter what. Two once the bottle has been spun, no one's allowed to stop it. Three I get to spin first."

"Of course you do." Summer said rolling her eyes. Freddy ignored her and reached to spin the bottle.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath as they watched. It was childish, true, but it was admittedly fun. The bottle spun for a few seconds, finally slowing down and stopped pointing directly at…Zack.

Marta grinned at him. "What was that first rule? Oh, yes, you HAVE to kiss who it lands on…" She grinned at him again.

"Well I didn't mean… I mean... I never meant…fuck…" Freddy said. Maybe he should have thought about this a second longer.

"Freddy has to kiss Zack!" Marta cried tauntingly. Freddy glanced at Zack beside him on the couch. He was blushing a violent red

"Guys," he began. "Guys he doesn't-"

"Do it, do it!," everyone stated chanting, cutting Zack off in mid sentence.

"Wow," Freddy thought, "I have some really forgiving friends…"

"Do it, do it, do it…" Zack was looking at him now. He knew they had too now. If they didn't everyone would be so damn annoying about it and both boys knew they would probably strangle them in the end.

Freddy moved slowly, bringing his face closer to Zack's. When his lips met Zack's it was like an electric bolt going through his system.

Freddy thought it would be over very quick, something you just did and never spoke of again, but he didn't feel Zack try to pull away. He let his eyes slide shut as the kiss grew deeper, their mouths working and melding together into one. Zack gently placed a hand on his waist and brought him closer. Freddy let his own hand wrap around the brunettes waist and let the other creep up his chest to tangle in his dark hair. Freddy slowly lowered the guitarist to his back, their bodies flush against each other as the kiss grew deeper, Freddy's hands slowly moving to unbutton Zack's shirt….

He suddenly heard a quite "Guys!" Freddy reluctantly pulled away from Zack.

They looked at each other for a moment; bodies plastered together, Zack's arms wrapped tight around Freddy's waist, breathing heavily. They both slowly turned their heads towards the band.

Every member of School of Rock stared back at them, mouths wide open in shock.

Great, what have you gotten yourself into this time, Freddy Jones?