A/N: So…OH GOD AM I SICK.

Sorry…. I blame Steph. She had it before me. Although, I'm pretty sure it's impossible to spread illness through the internet xP

So yeah! Enjoy! Random Tunny/Will friendship fic!

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Disclaimer: Don't own AI or Will or Tunny…=(

Tunny sat patiently scribbling out random words on his notepad. Or at least that's what it looked like to Will. He had no idea what his friend was doing, so he decided to find out.

"What's that?" he asked, eyeing Tunny's list.

"Bucket list…" Tunny explained, pulling it out of sight quickly.

"A bucket list?"

He rolled his eyes and attempted to explain, "Yes. You know, a list of stuff you wanna do before you die."

"Jeez…morbid much?" Will teased, sitting next to him.

"No…it's actually not." Tunny just went right back to writing out his list.

"Can I see it?"

"No! It's just crap…"

"Well…" Will smirked deviously. "If it's just crap, then why can't I see it?" He quickly caught the other boy off guard and grabbed the list from his hands. He began to read it over quickly, laughing along the way. "Dude, what the hell is an aurora borealis?"

"Give me that!" Tunny shouted, snatching the list from Will. "God, are you THAT stupid?"

"Yes."

He just rolled his eyes again, getting annoyed with Will. "It's a natural phenomenon, Will."

"It sounds dirty…"

"Everything sounds dirty to you…"

Will just laughed. That was true. He just continued reading on. "Go back to school? Really?"

"I need to start a career."

"God, your list is so boring…" he sighed, jumping onto the desk Tunny was writing at, getting a pissed off glare in return. "See, this is what that girl's done to you. She made you practical. You need something out of your league to put on here." An idea hit, causing Will to grab the list from his friend, scribbling down a quick thought. "Tada."

Tunny took a moment to read, glaring up at him unenthusiastically. "Fuck my girlfriend? THAT'S out of my league?"

"Totally. She's such a prude."

"Watch it, asshole…" he warned threateningly. "At least my girl didn't fuck a sailor."

He knew he got to Will now, watching his smiling stupid face melt into a miserable one. "It wasn't a sailor. It was a bartender and can we not talk about Heather?"

"Why? You still upset?" He teased, soon stopping after Will gave him a painful look. "Sorry, dude…I didn't mean it."

But Will cracked a stupid smile and just laughed, "Nah, I'm kidding. God! You're so gullible! That's going on the list…"

"No!" Tunny just shouted, pissed that Will was infiltrating his own bucket list still. "Would you cut that out? This is getting old…"

"Hmmm….we still need something else on this list…"

"No….no we don't."

"Yeah, we do….hmmm…Moon George Bush."

Tunny was going to kill him. "We're NOT gonna moon George Bush."

"Who says we can't?" Will smirked, waiting for Tunny to crack.

And he was successful. He watched the smallest grin spread across Tunny's face. The first time he saw him really laugh since he came home. "You're such an idiot…."

"And that's why you love me." He tried to say with a straight face but broke out into a laughing fit as well.

And the both of them just sat there, laughing like nothing ever mattered. Not even their bucket list.

A/N: Suckish ending….sorry….The house will NOT SHUT UP!

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