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The sound of screeching tyres made its way to the waiting Peter, Claire, Sylar, Niki, and Mohinder's ears as a musty old van skidded to a halt, kicking up a cluster of dirt to soil the waiting five. Their wide eyes grew to unimaginable widths when the passengers door flew open to reveal the marching blonde known simply as Elle bishop.

"Right! listen up Hebrews and Shebrews! We need to get all the bags in the back quickly and efficiently! I warn you now however that despite Hiro's vast bank account we are still stuck with this rusted molding abomination" Elle finished, tilting her head in the direction of the back of the van, insinuating that they should put their bags in the back. They did so, still in shock.

"Hey!" Hiro yelled, getting out of the drivers side and slamming the door behind him. "A true hero does not require materialistic things!"

"Then why does Peter carry around that gold plated statue of himself?" Elle asked, hands on hips.

Peter walked past holding the said statue, looking mournfully at Hiro. He could only hang his head in shame as Hiro shook his head at him, disappointed.

"Oh Peter."

Peter protectively wrapped his arms round his statue. "I have needs too" He stated boldly before walking away to the back of the van, holding his chin high.

"Right," Elle said as she rolled her eyes at the two. "And I've actually decided who I'm going to get Jiggy with on this trip" Elle spoke up.

"My moneys on Mohinder" Claire announced.

"Good call sweet cheeks!" Mohinder replied, pretending to shoot of an imaginary gun like a wild cowboy.

Elle walked into Mohinder's personal space and puffed the green gym whistle right in his face.

Mohinder blinked in surprise. "What the hell was that for?" He asked, still taken aback. Elle looked down at her pink clipboard and then back up at the scientist.

"On this trip you can swear, abuse random people, get drunk, have fun, dance naked on poker tables, steal cars, hell you can even do the freaky with Sylar. But you will NOT act like that again. Is that understood?"

"What have you been smoking?" Sylar asked worried, having left his bags at the back.

"You know help with the bags would really be hot guys?"

The three spun around to see the remaining the remaining four trying to get all the bags into the rear of the van. Peter and Hiro were attempting to pack the bags into the boot like a game of tetras.

Big grey suitcase to the left...

Small pink suitcase to the right...

Niki and Claire stood talking behind them, just waiting for the inevitable. Peter finally sighed. "Fine. Elle, Niki and Claire would you give us a hand"

Peter and Hiro finally managed to get all the bags in the boot of the moldy van, with help from the girls. Hiro ran around and entered the unfortunate van before sticking his head out the window.

"Kay gang! Let's roll?" He yelled, giving his 'gang' a friendly wave.

"Gang?" Sylar questioned Claire who smiled at him. Everyone muscled into the musty van, shifting and complaining as they all squeezed in together. Peter and Sylar sat at the back, their knees up to their chest. Claire, Niki and Mohinder were squeezed into the middle in that order. Niki looked excited about the trip, so the indestructable girl decided to query it.

"Hey Niki, who's looking after Micah?" Claire asked, snuggling in.

"Oh he's staying with a girlfriend of mine"

"Are you sure she will be alright?" Claire asked concerned.

"Of course! She can handle it" Niki replied confidently.

"It's just you remember what happened when you left him with Peter and Sylar"

***BEGIN FLASHBACK***

"OK NO-ONE MOVES!!"

Peter and Sylar burst into a 7/11 charged up like a supernova. Both of their left eyes were twitching at the sight of the inside of the store. They sprinted over to the front of the store, Peter pushing through some annoying O.A.P's in the process.

Sylar slammed his hands down on the counter. "Where is your frozen section?" He snapped in a sickly sweet voice to the pimpley guy serving them, not that he really had a choice serving them.

"...Um...O...Over...."

"Where is it Junior? I don't have all day"

He nodded to the left of the store. "There"

"Where?"

"There!"

"Where!?"

"There!!"

Sylar whipped his head around in circles "Where!?!"

"Th..."

Peter suddenly lifted the teen up by his shirt. "DO YOU HAVE MILK!!"

"Oh God don't kill me!!"

"Answer..."

"It's in the back corner! BACK CORNER!!"

Knowing the kid had just wet himself but not really in the caring mood, Peter dropped him on his ass before running behind Sylar to the back of the store.

Sylar, noticing the stares they were recieving, dived head first into the frozen section. As he brushed aside chocolate milk and squished the bottles, Peter's body was twitching like mad. "Sylar hurry up!"

"I AM!"

"Hurry faster!"

"Don't yell at me!"

"Im not yelling!"

"YES you ARE!!"

"No YOUR yelling AT ME!!"

"I'll show you who's....GOT IT!! Pull me out! Quick!"

Placing hands on each side of his hips and not caring how it looked, Peter easily pulled the frozen Sylar out of the frozen section. In his hands was a bottle of milk fit for a king. "Go! Go! Go!" Sylar ordered.

Carrying Sylar over his shoulder Peter sprinted over to the counter once more rugby style, knocking down innocent bystanders who dared not to move out of his path.

They reached the counter where Peter dropped his passenger. Sylar spun around and dropped the milk on the counter. "How much chuckles?"

The young man looked ready to faint. "There's no...uh...there's no...bar code on it". He gulped.

"Excuse me?" Sylar asked cooly.

"Um...I need to scan..."

"Pete, I'm gonna kill him."

Peter turned around, shoving Sylar out of the way to face the boy himself. "HERE!!!" He slammed a note onto the desk and turned with Sylar to find Angela staring at them.

"Aren't you two supposed to be looking after Micah?"

"Yes! We've gotta go!" Sylar added as both he and Peter tried to push past her.

"But if both of you are here, who's watching him?"

Sylar and Peter snapped their heads to look at each other. "Shit!" Peter yelled as both he and Sylar simultaneously bowled poor Angela over and raced out the door, screaming about car keys.

Back in the store the young man looked at the note. "Sirs wait! The milk's on sale...you gave me a 100 dollar bill..."

***END FLASHBACK***

Mohinder whistled in awe having overheard the story, glancing behind him at the culprits. "What happened? Was Micah Ok?"

"Micah was fine, but when I got back I found these two sweating buckets attempting to fry a tomato. It wasn't pretty" Niki answered. Claire shook her head.

Elle turned around in her car seat to stare at her posse. "Right we'll be setting off in a few seconds. First we're going to....what is it Peter?"

"Yeah can I ask why me and Sylar are sitting at the back, the tallest I might add, where there is the littlest room?"

"Yes Peter you may add that you and Sylar are the tallest in the group...." She looked around at the rest of the group. "Any other questions?" Claire opened her mouth but Elle cut her off. "No? Good"

Peter and Sylar looked at each other incredulously before Sergeant Bishop continued. "Right do we have everything? Niki forgotten anything with Micah? No goodbye? No last minute requests?..."

"No brain" Sylar piped up.

Niki thought for a second, tongue in cheek. "No, nothing I can think off" She answered sending a blazing glare at Sylar.

"Suresh?"

Suresh shook a novel at her. "All set"

"Great!" Elle finished, slapping on her seat belt. "Start her up Hiro!"

"Hey! Tallest at the back still!" Sylar called from the back.

Hiro glanced worriedly at the two men squashed in the back, but after being given 'the look' from Elle shrugged helplessly at them and prepared to start their trip.

"Leeeeeeeeeeeeet's get ready to rumblllllllllllleeeeeeeeeee!!" Hiro yelled, turning the egnition keys.

(15 minutes later)

Hiro still tried to turn the key. "I think she's pooped"

"Nice" Suresh spoke whilst reading.

"Alright! I'll just phone up the mechanic and THEN we'll be on our way!" Elle stated, jumping out of the car.

Claire turned round to face Sylar. "Hey slick...you got us a piece of - UMPH"

"And this is the bit where you stop talking like redneck and just turn back around" Peter said as he covered Claire's mouth.

Sylar smirked, Peter shook his head. Claire rolled her eyes at both of them but turned round all the same.

(30 minutes later)

Finally the crew were pulling out the driveway of their meeting place in their musty crap box.

"On the road again....Just can't wait to get on the road again..."

"Shut the hell up Petrelli!"

"Easy now Sylar" Suresh soothed, pretending to fire a pistol at him like a cowboy.

"Dammit Mohinder! What did I say about acting like that!?"

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