"Good morning sir, would you like to take a look at our drink menu, or are you ready to order?" Jack sucked in a breath. The drink cart was going down the aisle, and unfortunately, the prettiest flight attendant on the plane was serving Romeo.

"Well I've already got a tall drink of water right in front of me, miss!" Race and Spot groaned at Romeo's horrible line. The flight attendant didn't seem to mind, she repeated her question and Romeo settled on a glass of coke. Race and Spot both attempted to order alcohol, the plucky flight attendant calmly informed them the only beer they'd be enjoying was root beer. Disgruntled, the two of them settled for coke.

"Can't you'se dial back the flirting for one hot minute?" Race hissed as Romeo attempted flirting with the other flight attendant. He was silenced when she grinned and gave the boys extra bags of airline trail mix.
Jack and Katherine settled on coke as well, Crutchie was too sleepy to even speak coherently.

"I wanna glass of coke!" Les, already jittery from a combination of candy and nerves, was demanding caffeinated soda. Davey let him have root beer while tricking Les into believing that the root beer was caffeinated, then ordered Diet Coke, resuming his reading of The Unofficial Guide to Santa Fe. Shortly after, he caught Les taking a huge gulp of Spec's Coke.

"Flying ain't so bad," Jack smiled, engrossed by the fluffy clouds and bird's eye view of New York. Suddenly the plane began to jolt and shake, the overhead seat belt light blinking on. Most of the boys immediately began screaming in terror, with Spot's scream being much louder than all the others. Even Jack was panicking, no longer the fearless leader. Katherine desperately tried to restore order, but it was no use.

"I'se too young to die!" Finch was practically on top of Buttons as Mush began to blubber something about writing his will out on a napkin. Apparently, most of his personal belongings were going to be bequeathed to Jack.

"Aww shut up, ya babies," Sniper from behind Spot and Race's row. Seconds later as the plane dipped again she screamed too and Smalls immediately began calling her a baby.

"I feel sick!" Everyone stiffened at Albert's moan from the back. No one wanted to be around if he did puke. Fresh screams rose up as the plane dipped a little, Jack could hear Les having a meltdown and Davey trying to calm him down.

"This is not how the King of Brooklynn goes down!" Spot was now holding hands with Race, acting like a wild animal in a cage. Everyone was panicking with every dip, jolt, and bump of the plane and the screams were getting even louder.

"We're going to die!" Buttons was nearly out of his head with fright, clutching Finch like a ragdoll.

"I had a dream we would die this way!" From the back Jojo could barely be heard over the roar of screaming and yelling. Jack was yelling too and desperately holding on to Katherine.

"No one is dying today," Katherine yelled, but it was useless, Buttons and Jojo's heedless cries had worked everyone into a tizzy. Katherine could see Davey was just as scared as his baby brother. Amazingly, Crutchie was still sleeping, despite Romeo's insanely loud shrieks.

"Will you all put a lid on it?! I can't hear my music!" Spec's enraged demands could scarcely be heard over all the panic. Katherine blushed as other passengers began to whisper and stare.

"This is your captain speaking." The screaming stopped, but everyone could feel the tidal wave of fear still present as the plane continued to jolt. "We are currently experiencing mild turbulence. Please keep your seatbelts fastened, and don't worry too much. We will be arriving in Santa Fe right on schedule." Thankfully, this seemed to calm most of the boys, save for Finch and Mush, who'd gone pale with fright.

"Davey, I have to pee!" Davey sighed loudly and everyone could here the eyeroll. The seatbelt light had turned off so taking Les by the wrist, they headed to the back of the plane in search of the airplane bathroom.
Crutchie was now snuggled happily against Katherine's arm, completely forgetting it was Katherine. Neither Jack nor Katherine seemed to mind, so he was left sleeping.

"Sir! That drink cart is not a toy!" Seconds later, Finch and Buttons rolled by atop the drink cart, being chased by a flight attendant. Jack yelled at them to stop, they jumped off just before the drink cart went rolling through the curtain that marked first class. A crash was heard a few moments later.

"Don't worry miss, they'll help you clean up," Jack promised, flashing her a debonair smile. Turning to the two perpetrators he added, "and if you don't, I'll soak you'se the minute we hit Santa Fe!" Finch and Buttons saluted with twin glares, then trotted after the flight attendant. Jack sat back in his seat with a sigh. A small scuffle emerged once more when Romeo foolishly attempted stealing Spot's bag of skittles. All it took was a glare, and Romeo meekly handed them back.

Race tried smoking once again, and the harried flight attendant snatched the lit cigar out of his mouth.

"My Corona!" He wailed pitifully as the attendant pointed to the No Smoking sign. A Disney song played quietly, as well as a Backstreet Boys song that played much less quietly that someone (sources later revealed it was Albert) was singing along to.

"Racetrack, you can smoke all you want once you'se off the plane," Spot muttered, preoccupied with texting his Brooklynn boys about who was in charge in his absence and such. At this, Racer pouted in a rather impish manner. Finch and Buttons returned from cleaning up the drink cart with a can of Pepsi for the two of the to split, which fizzed all over their clothes from the wild ride of the drink cart.

"Ha! Go fish!" Jojo was apparently playing the classic card game with Sniper and Smalls, who didn't understand how he was so good at such a dumb game.

Katherine was busy scribbling out an article for an online magazine she'd been employed with as Jack absentmindedly stared out the window.

"Hey! They'se starting a movie!" Immediately, everyone was frantically turning on the tablets and plugging in headphones to watch.

"What's the movie?" Jack continued to daydream and stare out the window, despite the commotion around him.

"Titanic," Race groaned. Only a few had seen it before, and everyone was curious. Somebody was singing "My Heart Will Go On" while everyone discussed DiCaprio's lone Oscar.

Davey had his nose buried in another guidebook, periodically stopping to glare at anyone making noise. He pulled out his color-coded master schedule to make a few minor adjustments to their plans. Unfortunately, most of the places he'd wanted to visit had been axed by the other boys, who had zero interest in museums or monuments.

"Is everyone sure they wanna miss the New Mexico History Museum?" Several hands swatted Davey and told him shut up, they were trying to watch a movie. Davey rolled his eyes and retreated to his color-coding once more.

"C'mon five more…" Crutchie was mumbling something in his sleep with his face still buried in the depths of Katherine's arm. Jack was calmly sketching Katherine as she worked, pausing to take in the view out the window.

"Guess who's just won forty bucks?!" Spot thumped Race on the back of the head, then whispered that he was proud, but not to announce it so loudly. Then they began to whisper plans of the utmost importance for when they got to Santa Fe. One of them was writing, "Brooklyn's Here" and "Manhattan's Here" somewhere in the hotel lobby without being spotted, and erasing it when they left, but not before taking pictures.

"Hey doll, what's a pretty goil like you doing on an airplane like this?" A girl wearing a Tuck Everlasting Broadway shirt walked down the aisle (Race compliment the shirt), and Romeo was flipped off for the second time that day.

"Back to the bench!" Smalls always loved to watch the boys get turned down when flirting. "You struck out, slugger!" Her eyes danced with laughter, apparently Sniper was recording the entire altercation.

"I'm crushed," Romeo wailed much louder than was necessary, then smirked at the camera. The Disney music was gone, replaced by someone singing along to Bonnie and Clyde. Jack didn't admit it, but he was rather fond of that semi-obscure musical. Titanic was still progressing, only Elmer and Albert were really truly watching it. Everyone else did their own thing and occasionally glanced onscreen.

Snacks were being broken out in increasingly large numbers. Every candy you could buy in New York was being distributed. Davey was absentmindedly chewing on what was left of his Twizzlers as Les opened a jumbo-sized bag of M&Ms. Hamilton was being played not-so-quietly, competing with a mini One Direction sing-a-long.

"Jackpot!" Albert had the presence of mind to bring a family sized bag of kettle chips that he shared with Elmer. Race and Spot shared a bag of Skittles and dared each other to eat the warheads they'd brought with them. Bags of Cheetos, Doritos, and Goldfish crackers were being passed around as well.

"We in Santa Fe yet?" Crutchie woke up with his face in Katherine's arm and was more than a little embarrassed. He pulled out an entire Subway sandwich and began munching, to the envy of everyone else on board. "Ooh, Titanic!"

A rogue Dorito sailed through the air and hit Spot on the nose. He fired back with a lone Skittle that expertly hit Specs right in the…well…specs. He returned with an Oreo that hit Race, and soon the fight was on. Snack foods began to fly in the air at an alarming rate, and once again, the other passengers were getting concerned.

"Next person to throw spends the trip sleeping in the bathtub!" Suddenly the snacks disappeared at Jack's warning. "And clean up this mess before we all get in hot water!" They hadn't been able to get enough hotel rooms for everyone to have a bed, and more than one person was going to have to sleep on the floor. A bit of grumbling rose up as boys had to climb under seats to retrieve wayward snack foods that were promptly eaten.

Davey had gotten so tired of his reading material he was actually examining the Sky Mall catalogue in equal parts fascination and revulsion at the horribly high prices.

"Everybody say hi!" Someone was taking a video, only Les waved without an overdramatic sigh and eyeroll. Jack finished his drawing of Katherine and calmly showed it to her, then started working on a sketch of Crutchie engrossed in Titanic.

"Are we there yet?" Everyone groaned at the offending voice. By Katherine's guess, they were roughly halfway through the flight. Titanic continued to chug along, most of the boys gazing in awe at Jack and Rose's fun in the cargo hold car. Davey had distracted Les with a different movie on his phone.

"That looks fun!" Romeo smirked at the movie sex scene until Race helpfully reminded him that they were on a boat that was eventually going to sink. Then it seemed considerably less fun. Race had racked up close to one hundred dollars in online poker winnings, he apparently had plans of trying some tequila and authentic margaritas down in Santa Fe.

"I'se getting tired of being all scrunched up in this here seat," Jack muttered, and he wasn't the only one feeling a little restless. Jojo and Elmer were both pacing up and down the aisles. Legs piled on top of other people for want of room to stretch out.

"It's only a little longer," Katherine assured him, privately wishing they could hurry up and get off the plane. The longer they stayed aboard, the more likely they'd get in trouble. After all, the boys were restless, and bad things usually happened when they got restless.

"Don't you wanna get away from the same old parts you gotta play? Cause I got what you need…" A Greatest Showman sing-a-long had kicked off in the back, competing directly with a rousing rendition of "Hakuna Matata" for dominance.

"Keep it down!" Specs was yelling to demand the right to hear his music in unison with Davey yelling for the right to some peace and quiet while reading the Sky Mall catalogue. Smack between them was Les, happily playing Pokémon.

"We're almost to Santa Fe, can't you'se shut up for a little longer?" Spot had clearly had his fill of the rowdy Manhattan boys. After all, his Brooklynn boys shut up with a wave of his hand, these kids didn't shut up for anyone.

"I'm sorry sirs, but I've received more than a few noise complaints from the other passengers. I'll have to ask you to keep it down." The pretty flight attendant was back and did not look impressed with the boy's conduct while aboard the plane. Her face was pulled into a tight, disapproving line, and Romeo's attempts to soften her up did nothing in their favor.

"Hey, hey! I'se thinking we listen to the lady!" Jack's bark lowered the volume by several decibels, he and Katherine immediately began apologizing to the flight attendant. Crutchie also apologized, despite the fact that he'd done nothing wrong and had been asleep for most of the time. Thankfully, the sing-a-longs reluctantly grinded to a halt.

More time ticked by, a few boys had fallen asleep while most stayed awake to fool around. Jack finished drawing Crutchie then resumed staring out the window in a slightly angsty manner.

"I'se gonna live my dream," Jack said to no one in particular, "I'se gonna see Santa Fe."
"I thought it would be a Fanta Se," Race smirked, everyone gasped at his horrible pun except Spot, who slapped him a high five. Jack looked like he didn't know how to respond to that.

Finally, Titanic had gotten interesting. The boat had started going down, and even Specs took one earbud out to watch. Davey started in on explaining several things that had actually happened that the movie was going to show, several people told him to cram it. He became so engrossed in the movie he failed to notice that a wide-eyed Les was watching too.

"Oh, this movie's so sad," Katherine sighed, but didn't elaborate any further. She didn't wanna be the one to drop all the spoilers. All eyes were glued to the screens, watching the plight of Jack and Rose. Tensions were running high, and if someone dared speak, they were immediately shushed and thumped on the head.

"Gentlemen, it has been a privilege playing with you tonight." Everyone was feeling a lot sadder as the water reached the four musicians aboard the boat.

"They'se my heroes," whimpered Finch in a quavering voice. Eyes were wide, hands and arms were being held, everyone was now fully invested in the fate of Jack and Rose.

The captain made an announcement about being in Santa Fe in an hour, no one cared, not even Jack. The fate of the two lovers aboard the Titanic was far too important. Jack and Rose were in the water now, both shivering and freezing. They'd found the door and Rose was on top of it.

"I don't know about you, but I intend to write a strongly worded letter to the White Star Line about all of this." People were starting to grasp exactly what was happening to onscreen Jack as he shivered in the cold waters of the Atlantic, and they were starting to freak out.

"Oh my god," Romeo whispered, his voice cracking a little from the sheer emotion. "Ain't there enough room for the both of them on that there door?" Katherine and Jack were holding hands, both of them with misty eyes. Crutchie looked almost beside himself with pure sorrow for the adorable onscreen couple.

"I'll never let go Jack. I'll never let go, I promise!" As Jack's body sank beneath the waves, multiple people gasped. Katherine had misty eyes along with Jack. Multiple people could be heard crying quietly, including Spot, who had his arms around an equally emotional Race. As the movie finished up, several people were still crying.

"My heart!" Crutchie wailed, swiping at his eyes. Jack was struggling to hold back tears along with Spot, who had a soft spot for tragically romantic movies. Les was outright bawling, and Davey looked a little emotional too as he tried to calm them down. Finch was attempting to choke back sobs while clinging to Buttons. Specs was sniffling.

"Hey Spot, wassamatter?" Immediately, Spot started howling about dust in his eyes, and threatening to soak Smalls, who'd managed to hold back her tears and was now teasing him. Everyone began to collect themselves piece by piece, except Les, who was hiccupping and sobbing at the same time.

"This is you captain speaking, we'll be landing in Santa Fe in about twenty minutes." Once again, no one cared as a very emotional sing-a-long to "My Heart Will Go On" commenced as well as a heated debate about whether Jack could've fit on the door. Most everyone was in agreement, he definitely could've fit. As the boys collected their emotions, they also collected the rest of their possessions. Of course, many were accused of stealing someone else's things, only for the thing to appear minutes later exactly where they'd left it.

Once again, Specs lost his shoe, it was found wedged under Les's seat with no explanation as to how it got there. Headphones, iPhones, and other assorted phones were rounded up, final onboard selfies were taken and all was relatively well.

"This was a good flight," Katherine smiled, tying up her laptop charger and stowing it in her bag. Jack agreed, despite not really having been on any other flight. The flight attendants returned to make sure trays were stowed. Romeo tried one last time to woo the flight attendant, she gave him a wink back and he nearly passed out.

Everyone was once again feeling jittery in anticipation of the landing, though not as much as before. Jojo helpfully pointed out that they'd come too far to die, and everyone nodded in nervous agreement.

"Ya babies! We'll be fine," Sniper snapped in return. Not as many boys seemed convinced. Race was twirling a Corona between his fingers, eager to have a smoke once they got off the plane.

Ears popped as the plane touched down on the runway, a collective sigh of relief could be heard. Spot's hastily packed boxers fell out for the second time that day, much to his embarrassment.

"Do you own anything that isn't red?" When Jack wasn't looking, Spot put Finch in a headlock and vowed to soak him into next week if he said another word.

As they began to file off the plane there was also a collective freak-out when they discovered that instead of noon, it was only 10:00 in Santa Fe.

"Santa Fe is in a different time zone," Davey explained to everyone near him. They looked extremely confused.

"Well you're invading my time zone!" Les was not happy about being squished in between Davey and Specs while standing up. Jojo's duffle almost fell on his head, Buttons joked that it would've given him a nasty concussion.

"I can carry my own bag," Smalls snapped to a bewildered Elmer who'd make the mistake of hinting that she wouldn't be able to carry it. Crutchie was too stubborn to use the wheelchair for a second time and insisted on limping his way into Santa Fe.

"We made it," Jack sighed as they stepped into the bright and sunny airport. Widows revealed a hot and dusty landscape, and a sun so bright it made the sun in New York look like a fluorescent lightbulb. Race was swearing blue and green at the No Smoking sign for the third time that day while Spot laughed like a maniac.

"Of course, we did," Katherine grinned. "Now hurry up! We've got places to see!" Taking Jack's hand, they started forward, a gaggle of eager but exhausted boys trailing behind. Santa Fe was waiting.

The End