Chapter 1:
"Planes are so cool," snickered Averman as the whole Ducky gang stood in the airport. Fulton, Portman, Tyler and Joe were watching an Italian Hockey game on Ty's ipod. Julie, Adam, Charlie, Guy, and Connie were talking about their history paper. Luis, Goldberg, and Dwaynne were looking through a hockey magazine. While Ken, Averman, and Russ were waiting by the bags staring at the highly pale Ken.
"For some," muttered Ken rubbing his stomach.
"Ooo Wu is not looking so Wuish..looking more Ewish?" Russ commented. Ken rolled his eyes only to run to the nearest trash can and proceed to blow chunks.
"Eww..." Katie backed away, she and her mother Cari had just walked up.
"Ken are you alright honey?" Miss Reeve's asked looking highly concerned.
"Its' ok Miss R, he's just not flight friendly," Russ patted Ken's back.
"Oh ok, well you kids ready to go to the hotel?" Cari asked. There was a rumble of yes, as they followed Cari out to the awaiting bus. They loaded themselves on getting comfy. The bus took off as they all stared at the windows at the Hawaii scenery.
"Look at that beach..." Connie stared in awe.
"Look at those babes!" exclaimed Luis.
"Oh yea this is going to be a good trip," Portman smirked staring at the beach also.
"Definately!" Tyler nodded smacking a high five to Portman.
"Ladies here we come!" Goldberg smirked. Portman and Tyler looked at Goldberg funny and he shrunk down in his seat next to Russ.
"You know better than that man...those two are like the inseperable dou..." Russ laughed. Goldberg shrugged.
Johnny Taylor parked his rented Mercedes Benz outside a small villa on the west side of the island. He got out and walked through the gate. Through out the front lawn was dozens of different colored flamingos, the front porch was laden with towels and wet suits. There was two big surfboards on either side of the door. He reached up to knock. A 6 foot tall, well tanned, muscular blonde answered the door wearing a pair of board shorts and a bikini top.
"Uncle Johnny!" she exclaimed throwing her arms around his neck.
"Hey Lizzie," he hugged her tight.
"Come on in," she smiled motioning for him to come in. He smiled and gladly walked in to his best friends old house.
"Wow nothing has changed since Good Old Buck was here," he nodded looking at the collection of boards, trophies and other surfing trinkets.
"Not a thing Uncle J," Lizzie smiled throwing on a tank top," so is Joe and Ty already here too?"
"Yup up at the hotel, we're actually arranging a big dinner tonight, wanted you to join us," Johnny smiled. Lizzie nodded,
"Sounds good to me."
"Now you do remember that the rest of Joe's Hockey Team came with.." he started.
"Uncle J it's all groovy, I promise to be the bestest tour guide ever," Lizzie joked.
"Oh trust me it's not the tour guide I'm worried about, it's the adult supervision you see some of these guys on the teams are a bit..." Johnny stopped and laughed.
"What am I talking about you grew up with Joe and Ty, you know everything there is to know about rough and rowdy."
"Exactly Uncle J, no worries, in the words of the great Timon, Hakuna Mattata..."she nodded.
"Timon..never heard of him...a big cheif over here?" Johnny looked confused.
"No he's a Disney character from the Lion King.." she laughed.
"Well then alright, so we'll see you up at the Honulo Resort at 6ish?" he smiled.
"Absolutely!" she smiled.