Chapter 1

Jimmy De Santa smiled to himself as he read the most recent message from his long term Life Invader friend. "The N boy's coming to stay! Woo hoo!"
"Wha?" Michael grunted dully from the sofa, where he was slumped in front of yet another movie.
"That friend I've had online, papa bear! Niko. I told you about him, didn't I?"
"The guy from Liberty City who's page your always on? Looks a bit like a monkey?"
"Yeah." said Jimmy happily. "He just in-boxed me to say that him and his family are coming over here on vacation."
"You gonna meet up?" Michael asked, trying to sound interested. Jimmy took a second or two to respond.
"Um...yeah, about that...well, you know how expensive hotels are in Los Santos..."
Michael sat up straight and marched to the dining table. "What have you told him?" he demanded angrily.
"I uh...well, I might of um..."
"Give me that" Michael snarled as he grabbed the laptop and read Jimmy's latest message to Niko. "Np my Yooropeon bro, you can crash at my dads crib, and we'll have pot party and 3sum." Michael read. "What the hell does that mean?" Michael read it through again. The terrible use of the English language confused him, but he got the gist of it. "Have you invited this man to stay at our house?!"
"So what?" Jimmy said defensively "There's plenty of room!"
"We've only got three bedrooms, you little shit!" Michael exclaimed. "How many of them are coming?"
"Um...well, there's Niko, his cousin, his cousin's wife, his friend Jacob...oh, and his cousin's kid." Jimmy thought to himself for a moment. "Shit, yeah, it's gunna be kind of a tight squeeze."
"Well, you can just message him back right away and say that they won't be able to stay." Michael said angrily. "One, we have no room for them, and two, you don't know anything about this guy! He could be some sort of crazed killer like me, for all you know! No way, Jim. Forget it. They ain't staying here."

2445.43 miles away

"Ah, good, Jimmy says we can definetley stay at his..." Niko told Roman. "It's a eight bedroom mansion, his dad is a retired banker with a shit load of cash." The slightly creepy Serbian chucked to himself. "His dad took a few hours persuading apparently."
"Oh good." Roman replied. He leaned over to see Jimmy's profile on Niko's laptop. "Damn, that guy works out!" he observed, looking at Jimmy's profile picture (a 6,3 body builder with a buzz-cut and arms like tree trunks.)
The door to the penthouse opened, and Mallorie walked in with five year old Kate tagging along behind her, carrying a huge ice lolly. "Hey guys!" Mallorie said, throwing herself down on the sofa. Niko bit his lip. He used to think that her strong Puerto Rican accent was cute, but since he'd moved in with Roman and Mallorie, he'd found himself getting slightly annoyed by it. "Hey beautiful!" Roman said, leaping from his chair and kissing her. "We've got the accommodation for Los Santos sorted out!"
"Awesome! So, two days from now, it's sand, sun and sea, huh?"
"Oh yes...me and you will have fun in our luxury bedroom, Mal." Roman said, fawning over his wife. Mallorie giggled, and before long, the two of them were kissing.
Niko groaned. "Really?" he said, looking over at the loved up couple. "Could you at least do that where I can't see you? And perhaps less than ten times every day?"
Little Kate Bellic walked back into the room. She looked at her parents and chuckled. "Your mummy and daddy are at it again, Kate" he said. Kate smiled.
"Gwoss!" she exclaimed.
Niko laughed. "You've got that right." he said. "By the way, we've got our holiday sorted." He smiled as his cousins daughter's eyes lit up with excitement. Although she wasn't technically his niece, he considered himself as her uncle, as did she. "Is it in nice hotel?" she asked.
"Not quite. I have a friend who we will stay with. Jimmy and his family. I expect they are very nice people."
"When we going?" Kate asked.
"Only two days!" Niko said happily. "It's going to be great fun."
That's what he thought.

Note: I thought that a Niko/Michael encounter would be interesting, so I thought I'd write this as a bit of a laugh. I hope you all like it. I don't really know where I'll go with it, but hopefully it will work out good.