Bye Bye, Band!
Sorry I haven't updated my other stories, but I want to write another BTR story. So, yeah.
DISCLAIMER: BTR is Nickelodeon's. I have no idea who the producer is. Gustavo Rocque also owns BTR, but I am not Gustavo Rocque. And so forth concluding that thou art does not own BTR. Oh, and I don't own the Blue Man Group either.
Logan walked towards Carlos, who slid down the banister of the grand staircase's banister in James' mom's house in LA. She has one in Minnesota, Florida, and New York too! "Hey, have you seen Kendall?"
Carlos replied, "No, but I've seen a breakfast burrito which I ate."
"That was mine!" Logan scolded.
Carlos bashfully replied, "Sorry Logan!"
"Whatever." mumbled Logan. "Let's find Kendall."
Then, James appeared through the doorway. "'Sup?" he asked, oblivious to the fact that Kendall wasn't there.
"Lookin' for Kendall" Carlos and Logan replied.
Suddenly, a slimy green SOMETHING came into the house.
"AHH!" James, Logan, and Carlos screamed.
Carlos jumped into James' arms.
"I heard you shout, shouting people are always good meals!" The thing said, as it thundered over where the boys were cowering.
"W-What do you want?" They stuttered, closing their eyes.
"A MEAL OF YOU!" The thing chased the trio as they raced around the house.
Kendall walked in and gasped. He drew out his survivor knife and cut off the tentacles that were squeezing Logan.
Carlos and James were shivering behind the counter.
The thing immediately launched at Kendall.
Kendall cut off its head, revealing… Gustavo?
"It was a test…" Gustavo explained later. "Kendall, you passed. James, Logan, Carlos… you've been booted from BTR. Kendall, you're going to hit the Big Time! You're joining the Blue Man Group!"
"No, I'm not!" Kendall exclaimed. "I'm not going to leave my friends. Goodbye Gustavo." Kendall walked away, followed by the rest of BTR.
And so, BTR was no longer a band but a hockey team. It started when they moved back to Minnesota.
"Kendall, why don't we start a hockey team?" Logan asked three years after moving back to Minnesota.
"Sure! Let's call it Big Time Rush!" That statement from Kendall brought back many old memories, and soon the boys were sobbing in front of a photo album.
A few days later, the BTR hockey team was started. It wasn't started any earlier because BTR was suffering from depression.
Five years later, the team was in the newspaper. Many more people had joined the team!
Gustavo, now broke, sat in front of his BTR photo album and regretted the very day BTR had left him…
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