This is unedited, so there will be grammatical stuff done wrong.


After a pretty long plane ride, Munku had arrived in Hawaii. He got his rented car, and drove off to the vacation home. Once he arrived and got inside, he dropped his bags on his bed. They were...oddly heavy. He began unzipping the first, when something popped out.

"GAH!" he jumped back.

"Jeez, can't someone poke some air-holes in there!" it was Tugger.

"Tugger, how in the f**k did you get here?!" Munku yelled. Tugger shrugged.

"How do you think?"

"How did you even fit in my bag?!" Munku asked, glaring.

"No idea~" Tugger climbed out, straightening the fur on his mane, "Oh yeah, and Misto's here too." he unzipped the other bag and Misto popped out, coughing.

"Never...again..." The black tom wheezed, toppling to the floor.

"Oh, quit overreacting." Tugger laughed.

"Why did you come with me?!" Munku asked. Misto sighed.

"It was Tugger's idea. Atlas told us you were leaving, and Tugger wanted a piece of that, and then forced me to come and the rest is history." The tux stood, stretching.

"So..." Munku stood, sighing, "I'm calling Atlas." He said. The silver tom picked up his phone, and dialed the home phone.

"Jellicle House, Atlas speaking~~~" Came the voice. Munku huffed.

"Atlas cut the crap, why did you tell Tugger and Misto I was on vacation?" He sighed.

"Oh come on, it's not like they were going to follow you...oh wait." Atlas snickered, "Well, it's fine. Looking at the brochure, the house seems to be able to fit 5 people, so you'll be fine. Just shove them into their own bedroom."

"Ugh, why did you do this to me? And is that piano in the background? We don't have one." Munku huffed.

"Oh, literally the hour after you left Macavity stole a piano. It's kind of annoying. This is about the 20th time he's played Fantaisie Impromptu." Atlas huffed, "Oh, frick I think he heard me, gottagobye!" Atlas hung up. Munku sighed and put his phone down, flinging it onto his bed. He looked at the star crossed lovers.

"Ok, you two. Go find a room, alright?" Munku said, bluntly. The two slowly left Munku's room. The silver tom sighed and slumped down onto his bed, curling up into a ball.

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The next morning came to Munku looking at his clock, and beginning to freak out thinking he was late. He threw around clothes, until he looked around and remembered he was in a vacation home. He sighed, putting his suit neatly away. The tom slumped on his stomach, sighing.

"I need to sleep in more..." He murmured.

"MORNING!" Tugger burst into the room. Munku fell back, wheezing.

"Tugger, please..." The silver tom sighed.

"C'mon, it's already 9:00, I made breakfast. And by make I mean made Misto cook something in the microwave." Tugger laughed, picking up Munk and dragging him into the living room. The main room, that doubled both as kitchen and living room, was mostly white. The furniture was white, the carpet was white, the cabinets were white. Everything was white, except for like the television or the table tops in the kitchen. With all this white, Misto stuck out tremendously. He was curled in a blanket burrito, watching stuff on a kindle; MACAVITY's kindle.

"You know Macavity's going to kill you when he finds out you took his kindle." Munku told the tux. Misto shrugged.

"Eh, he could do with some time without it." Misto said, bluntly. Munku sighed, looking away. Tugger then laughed nervously.

"E-Ey, Misto...put the kindle down, yeah?" Tugger asked.

"Why should I?" Misto asked.

"Because...w-well..." He sighed and pointed behind Misto, "Macavity." Misto's eyes widened some, as he slowly turned around. The ginger was indeed right behind him, glaring.

"HOLY SHIT!" Misto fell backward, the tablet flying into the air. Macavity grabbed it, sighing.

"If you take any of my stuff again, I will end you." The ginger huffed, "Also, Munku~ I'm not planning on going back to that crazy house any time soon, so I'll be staying with you three~" he declared. Munku glared.

"Nope, no, no thanks, not a chance, NO! I already have my paws full with these guys, I do NOT need a third!" Munku shouted.

"Hm, what sorry didn't catch that?" Mac was already at the fridge, having pulled out a bottle of vodka.

"Ugghhhh, Tugger throw me in the ocean. It's only a few steps away..." Munku whimpered. The ocean, indeed, was only a few steps away. Next to the living room half, there was a wall made of windows. A door led to the outside, which was a beach. Tugger laughed.

"Ahah, no. besides, you'll get used to us. All three of us, yeah?~" He said in a sing song voice. Munku sighed.

"Whatever..." He walked over to the kitchen, and got some food.

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Munku was laying around in his room, attempting to rest some. He was almost asleep when he heard a shatter from the living room. He stood, walking out. A broken beer bottle was on the ground, and his three roommates were laughing. Alcohol lined the coffee table. They were VERY drunk. Tugger noticed Munk and smiled wide.

"Ey, munk *hic* get over 'ere man." the maine coon slurred.

"I'd rather not. We need ONE sober person in this house." Munku sighed. Macavity appeared behind him and shoved the tom forward.

"C'mon, be fun for once~" Mac said in a sing-song voice.

"I said no." munku huffed. Misto walked up, poking him in the chest.

"Peer pressure, peer pressure, peer pressure." The tux repeated. The other two laughed and joined in, all of them circling Munku. The silver tom slammed his foot down, shutting them up.

"I said no. Now please be more quiet so I can get some rest. It's like 11:00." Munku turned, walking back into his room as the others stared at him. The silver tom crawled into bed, curling into a ball. A few moments of silence...then they began to sing. Munku covered his ears as the three out in the living room sang(extremely loudly) the Story of Tonight. After they finally calmed down, Munku drifted off to sleep.

The next morning came to Munku walking in with the three knocked out on the couch. He smirked, walking over and digging into Tugger's mane. He pulled out a pink marker.

"Heheh...Payback." Munku murmured to himself. He then leaned forward, and began drawing on their faces. He made Misto the monopoly guy, he drew a feminine face on Tugger, and Macavity...he just wrote 'Weeaboo' on the side of his face. Munku returned the marker to Tugger's mane, and walked into the kitchen, grabbing some breakfast.

Munk sat down with his breakfast, eating quietly. After a few minutes, all three of them fell off the couch. Misto was under the other two, so Munk guessed he had woken first, moved, and the three came crashing down. Mac huddled on the floor in a ball.

"Dammit Misto..." He murmured. The tux stood, staggering over to the kitchen, and resting his head on the counter.

"Not my fault..." He muttered in pain.

"It's all three of your faults for getting so drunk last night." Munk said, with a matter of fact tone, "Also, wash your faces off." Misto looked at him confused, then looked a convenient mirror.

"If I didn't have a hangover...you'd be on fire right now..." Misto muttered, sulking off to the bathroom. Tugger flipped over onto his back slowly.

"Munku...why didn't you stop us." He murmured.

"Quit trying to put the blame on me, you came here yourselves. Besides, you were past the point of no return." he smiled, and looks directly at you(Yeah you, you sexy beast). Tugger looked as well.

"What are you looking at?" He asked. Munku snapped back into reality.

"Oh, uh nothing." he sighed, "You two go wash off the payback I wrote on your face." he shooed them. Tugger sighed, walking off, mac following not too far behind. Munku giggled to himself as they all tried to comprehend what he had done.


So, yes I made a 4th wall joke. Yes I probably wrote a hangover wrong. Yes I'm very pessimistic, have you read my previous Author Notes? Anyways, I hope you enjoyed and have a nice day :3