Laney Penn has always dreamt about being beautiful, but when Grojband and The Newmans are forced to spend a whole week at Disneyland, she's less than overjoyed. Yet fate seems to have other ideas. When the amusement park starts to become more magical than the advertisements show, she is unaware that the events of this vacation play out like some kind of Disney fairytale. And get this: She's the star! With fun rides, new and old friends, an undying crush on a certain blue-haired rocker boy, and a fantasy ball coming up, can Laney find her Happily Ever After in the Happiest Place on Earth?
After the events of this year's Battle of the Bands, a fight broke out between Grojband and The Newmans when Corey and Carrie's guitar solo competition got out of hand and a vicious fight broke out between them and their bandmates. Long story short, everyone's parents forced both bands to spend the week at Disneyland together. So as the two bands stood in front of the entrance, only Corey was genuinely happy.
"I can't believe I'm spending the whole week in Disneyland!" Corey squealed. "This is going to be the best week ever!"
"We're here too," Laney pointed out.
Corey gripped Laney's shoulders and shook her. "Do you know what this means?!" he asked.
"We're finally going to check out Tomorrowland?" Kin asked. He bumped fists with Kon, indicating they were thinking the exact same thing.
"Tomorrowland?" Corey asked, letting go of Laney. "I'm talking about Fantasyland! The coolest, most fun place in the whole park! We have to go there first!"
"Uh, no thank you," Carrie said. "I'm not spending this forced vacation playing pretend with actors."
"We're going," Corey insisted, his fists clenched. "It was my parents who bought the tickets."
"Figures," Carrie said. "You probably begged them to have this vacation here, you-"
"Hold on you two," Lenny said, trying to separate Corey and Carrie. "The whole purpose of this vacation was for both bands to get along, but you had to break the rule in a few seconds. So before anything else happens, how about we get our hotel rooms?"
Corey and Carrie glared at each other for a few seconds. "Fine," he said.
"Whatever," Carrie said.
The bands arrived at the Disneyland Hotel lobby with their bags. "We would like to make a reservation for the week," Corey told a female employee.
"Certainly," the employee said. After she typed a few things into the computer, she gave Corey two hotel keys. "Enjoy your stay!"
And so, the bands found their rooms and unpacked their bags. To make things comfortable, the guys took one room and the girls took the other room. Speaking of the girls, they were trying to decide sleeping arrangements.
"Okay girls," Carrie said. "As the best singer, I feel it's necessary for me to take the bed while the rest of you sleep on the floor."
"And who made you leader?" Laney asked.
"We did," Kim answered.
"We always felt is was natural," Konnie agreed.
"Well you know what?" Laney asked Carrie. "I'm the only girl who isn't in your little band, so I should get the bed."
"Please," Carrie said with an eye-roll. "You're just some former mute freak. What makes you think you can-"
POW!
Kim and Konnie gasped. Laney smirked as she saw Carrie clutching her bruised arm. "You were saying?"
"Fine," Carrie said through gritted teeth. "You can have the bed."
The rest of the events were uneventful. During dinner, both bands didn't speak to each other. Their server noticed the tension. "Not getting along?" she asked.
"Pretty much," Corey responded.
"Might I tell you about the fantasy dance this Saturday?" the server asked. "It should ease things between you kids."
Laney growled, a few flames briefly surrounding her body. "Okay..." the server said. "Let me know if any of you want dessert."
That night, the guys were getting ready for bed, agreeing to all sleep on the floor so they could put their bags on the bed. Kin and Kon wore matching pajama tops and pants, but Corey, being more comfortable with his body, only wore his black boxers. Lenny, however, didn't come out of the bathroom.
"What's taking that guy so long?" Kon asked.
"Probably worried about his pretty-boy looks," Corey jokingly guessed. But as if on cue, Lenny started to sing a rather explicit Flo Rida song.
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we GO...
The following sounds were a high-pitched gasp and several tiny moans. "Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby... I am so turned-on right now."
The guys were starting to get uncomfortable, so Corey knock on the door.
CRASH!
"Don't come in! Don't come in!" Lenny squeaked. A few more sounds later, he finally unlocked the bathroom door and came out, wearing an oversized white t-shirt and light blue sweat pants, a nervous expression on his already red face.
Kin couldn't help but let out a small snicker. "Enjoying yourself?"
"It's not funny!" Lenny yelped, still sweating. "Every time I close my eyes, I can still picture her hotness!"
"Who?" Corey asked, glaring at the bassist.
Lenny blushed harder. "My best friend...Carrie," he said. "Every day, she tempts me with her sexy body. She sways her hips when we perform, smacks my rear when she walks past me at school, keeps giving me that look when she talks to me, and various other things. Just a few days ago, I gave her a hug when she positioned my head to her perfect little br-"
"Okay, I think we get it," Corey said. "You like Carrie."
"Not just like," Lenny said. "I lust after her. I just want her to stop playing these games and finally give me that sweet, sweet feeling of satisfaction."
"I sort of know how you feel," Corey said.
"Seriously?" Lenny asked. "Didn't know you lusted after a girl too, Riffin."
"I don't," Corey explained. "But I'm madly in love with Laney."
Lenny chuckled. "What do you see that freak?" he asked.
Corey sighed. "She's the most beautiful girl I ever saw," he said. "I love everything about her. Her sparkling eyes, her lush lips, her angelic voice, her wonderful personality, and her red hair." He let his mind replay past memories. "Those locks look so soft. I just want to feel them between my fingers."
"Bo-ring," Lenny said with an eye-roll. "Come on, Riffin! Don't you get the urge to grope her hips and slip off her pants as you feel the smooth skin she conceals?"
Corey cringed. "I could never do that to Lanes," he said.
"Then you have a serious problem," Lenny said.
The twins stood up. "You're the one with the problem," Kon said.
"I don't have a problem," Lenny said.
"Yes you do," Kin said. "We're going to teach you how to keep your cool in front of Carrie."
Corey's eyes were wide open. "No we aren't..." he muttered under his breath.
"Corey, can't you give this guy a break?" Kin asked. "Sure he tortured you and Laney in the past, but our parents want us to get along."
Corey glared at Lenny. "I'll help, but you better not try anything funny," he said.
"Good," Lenny said, glaring back. "But this doesn't change how I feel about you."
Meanwhile, the girls were also getting ready for bed. Laney was in the bathroom while the Newman girls were already in their sleepwear. Carrie wore a black tank top and tight white shorts, while Kim and Konnie wore light pink nightgowns. After a half-hour passed, Laney emerged from the bathroom in a light purple nightgown, her hair looking very curly. The Newman girls gasped.
"What?" Laney asked.
"You don't have to dress up for bed," Carrie said.
"What are you talking about?" Laney asked.
Kim squealed. "How did you get your hair to look so curly?" she asked.
"It's naturally this way," Laney answered. "I have to straighten it because it looks all tangled and frizzy."
"No way," Konnie said. "I can't get my hair to look this good."
"Have you thought about letting Riffin see you like this?" Carrie asked.
Laney stammered. "I-I can't..." she said, speaking in a low tone. "He wouldn't see me any different..."
"Hold the phone," Konnie said. "You like Riffin?"
Laney smiled softly. "I guess so," she said. "He's perfect with his beautiful blue eyes, his cute hair, and his hypnotic singing ability."
"Then why don't you show Riffin what he's missing out on?" Carrie asked. She gestured to her own body. "Like me?"
"Why would I do that?" Laney asked in response.
"To toy with him," Carrie answered. "Give him that weak-in-the-knees feeling. Make him think you're into him. It won't be long before he starts lusting after you."
Laney was shocked. "W-Why would I do that?!" she asked.
"It's what I do to Lenny," Carrie answered.
"She's right," Kim said. "During band practice, she deliberately shakes her rear in his direction to make him look at it."
"So why not do the same?" Carrie asked. "I could teach you how to do it right."
"I-I don't want to seduce Core!" Laney yelped. "I really love him."
"Then just show him how beautiful you really look," Carrie said. "I'll let you borrow some of my extra outfits."
"No thank you," Laney insisted, her confidence starting to slip. "I can be beautiful my own way..."
"Doesn't look like it to me," Konnie said. "We can help."
"Oh no," Laney said. "I'm not letting you help me. You'll just make me look ridiculous."
"Just forget about the past for this week," Carrie reassured. "Our parents want us to get along, so that's what we'll do."
"And we'll help you be comfortable with looking pretty," Kim said. "Trust us. We're the best-looking girls in the grade."
"Okay..." Laney said with a glare. "But you better not pull any stuff on me."
A/N: Now that the plots have been established, which attractions should the band visit? Post your suggestions in your review so the fic can continue.