"Nick? Matt?" Brian called as he walked into an open studio in the Walgreen's Drama Center, "Where are you guys?"
"We wondering the exact same thing," a familiar voice answered. On entering the room, Brian found Joe, Joey, Meredith, Lauren, Dylan, Jaime, and Julia sitting cross-legged on the floor. The voice had belonged to Lauren, who had sprawled across a very disgruntled Julia.
"Do any of you know what's going on?" Meredith asked, only to receive shrugs and shaking of heads. As though they were summoned, the two Lang brothers strode into the room looking very pleased with themselves. After receiving a quick nod from his brother, Nick swiftly exited again.
"Now, I'm sure you're all wondering why we called you here today," Matt started.
"Yeah, no shit," Walker commented, before being shortly silenced by an elbow in the ribs from Dylan
"It's come to our attention that there has been, shall we say, a lull in the action of this team. The tour just finished and it's still a bit too soon to be starting work on the new musical. We figured with everyone back in town for a few days, we should make the best of our time back in Michigan. Which is why, Nick and I have decided to revisit one of our favorite pastimes in college."
"Themed karaoke?" Joey volunteered.
"No."
"Harry Potter drinking games?" Julia suggested.
"No."
"Hiding Brian's Red Bull?" Jaime offered.
"WHAT?" Brian exclaimed.
"Hilarious, but no."
"Maybe this will jog your memories," Nick called from the hallway. Not a moment later, he came back in, dragging a heavy cardboard box behind him. Once he was close enough, Matt extracted something from the box and held it up for everyone to see. In his hand was a yellow Nerf Gun, already loaded with ten darts.
"Hell. Yes." Dylan grinned.
"Nerf Gun war," Nick nodded, "Everyone is going to be armed with one gun, but we've hidden some extra ammunition around the building-"
"That is, if you're smart enough to find it," Matt added, smirking slightly.
"But you know the drill; alliances, anything you find in the building, stealing weapons, and ninja rolling are all fair game. Everyone take a weapon." The group swiftly made a grab for the guns in the box Nick was holding. Once everyone was armed, they all silently processed to the door, ready to start in a second's notice. Matt stopped in the doorframe, his hand hovering over the light switch.
"My suggestion for all of you when the lights go out is to run like hell. Last one standing will be the victor. No. Mercy."
