Alrighty! Here we are with another chappie! I'd like to dedicate this one to Alexandria Volturi due to her cold that she has right now. I hope this cheers you up and makes you feel better! Remember to review!


"Sebastian, I'm not really sure what planet you zapped down from, but since when does going to the beach have anything to do with fulfilling my contract?" I asked while looking at the small car in front of me. Honestly, how are ten people going to fit into this minivan that was more suited for a mother of three?

"It came to my attention and Claude's, that if we don't get out of this mansion and away from each other soon...we'll kill ourselves. It's apparent that we all need a break and you are no different. It's been months since Braxton Riders death and since then you've become a little tense, trying to figure out ways to get to these people by obsessing over the internet." He said while picking up my suitcase and tossing it into the back with everyone else's. I was amazed that they all fit. Thank goodness for the giant hole beneath the floor.

"But I don't even have a bathing suit." I mumbled while still looking at the van and then to the boatload of people that was suppose to fit in it. Mey-Rin, Bard, and Finny kept chanting something along the lines of going on a holiday and Claude was zoned out with a smile on his face. He every once and awhile said something about lazing around on the beach with no disturbances and frankly it creeped me out. Grell was blushing at the thought of Sebastian in swim shorts and without a shirt, I know because he accidently thought out loud, and Undertaker was the same. The triplets however...we totally unfazed about the whole situation and could frankly careless.

"You trying to say I've become crabby Sebastian?" I suddenly asked while crossing my arms a bit. He raised an elegant brow and closed the back door of the van with a loud thump.

"As I said before, I cannot lie to you so, yes, you've become quite moody lately. Besides, near our rental house there's a woman by the name of Bell Clarice that is also vacationing nearby." He said as a matter of factly. He knew that would peak my interest. I had been trying for days to figure out where that woman was.

"Bell Clarice? As in the same Bell Clarice that was also a devoted follower... Well then I see no reason to wait any longer! Let's get going before we miss the flight!" I said with a newfound enthusiasm that even Sebastian didn't know existed. Even thought it was eight in the morning, I had enough energy to be excited about that. After all, that's what the remainder of my life pretty much focuses around.

"Yes, we all know you want to end them but we have a slight problem. Bassy, how are we all going to fit into that small car?" Grell said while slinging an arm over my shoulder and pointing to the van. He had a good point and even I was curious as to how this would work. Well, I suppose it really comes down to it, we could strap him to the hood of the car and have him be a personal director.

"Don't worry...we'll make it work." Sebastian then turned his attention toward everyone and got commanded to be heard by clapping several times. "Alright, there are five seats total in this van so we are going to have to make this work. Bard, you're driving I assume?"

"Yep. Toss me the keys and I'll go ahead and get in." He said while taking a drag of his cigarette. For someone to smoke so much he sure is fit. I'm amazed he doesn't wheeze and hack like a sickly person knocking on deaths doors.

"Here you are." Sebastian pulled out a small set of silver keys and tossed them to Bard. He caught them and then got into the van, starting it up. "Alright! Everyone file in the best you can so we can get moving. The plane leaves in two hours!" He shouted from the window, urging everyone to just go ahead and get on with it.

Everyone looked at each other and then to the van, trying to decide where everyone is going to fit and who was going to sit where. "Oh come on guys, the airport is only thirty minutes away; surely our personal space can deal a blow for that long." I said while going and opening the door to the passenger's seat.

"I believe I'll take that seat then." Sebastian came over and hopped into the passenger's seat, patting his legs and then looking to me with an evil smirk. He had that face that pretty much screamed out oh come on you know you want to.

I was a bit hesitant at first when he spoke up once again. Taunting me to no end. "Surely you're personal space can deal a blow for thirty minutes." He teased continuing to pat his lap while reaching out with his other hand, begging me to come along.

"Oh shut up." I climbed in and he shut the door behind me, giving me something to rest my back on. He placed his hand on my lap while the other one was behind my back and around the side of my waist and looked back while everyone else also filed into the too small car. Undertaker was on the far side and beside him was the ever awkward Claude. Beside Claude was poor Finny and on Undertakers lap was Grell. That should be amusing.

"Hey, watch where you're putting that hand sir!" Grell screamed out while pitching a fit, wiggling around like a worm in his lap and overall making it worse than it already was.

"Well what do you want me to do, cut it off and throw it away?" Undertaker shot back with a strained voice.

On Claude's lap was Pluto, who was being very good might I add, and on Finnys lap was Mey-Rin. That left the triplets...hmmm, where could they sit.

"M-Mey-Rin! What are you doing!" Finny suddenly shouted out with a small blush adorning his already cute little face.

"Oh I'm sorry Finny, yes I am! I can't help it; it's too small back here!" She said while doing the same as Grell, wiggling about until she found a position that was somewhat comfortable.

"Hey guys, see if you can pull your legs up and sit crossed legged, the triplets can sit in the floorboard or something." I said with my spur of the moment idea. They all tried their best and first to crawl in through various clothing shoes and hair was Timber, followed by Canterbury, followed by Thompson. All in all, it was a very tight fit and they were basically in an upright version of the fetal position. I gave a sad grin when Bard cut in.

"Are we ready now? Hey, someone has to shut the door!" He yelled while lighting up another cigarette. Oh we are defiantly going with at least on window down. Mey-Rin reached over and after many struggling moments, the door was closed with the help of Finny and we were off. It wasn't at some grand speed, but at least we were getting somewhere.

"Hey Island, I can't see on your side, is there anything coming before I pull out?" We had just got to the highway and was trying to pull out without being run over by a Mac truck or an oncoming load of traffic. I craned my head to the side and saw that it was clear from the corner of my eye.

"No, you're good. But hurry my legs are starting to cramp up." I said while readjusting myself on Sebastian. Sebastian, noticing my discomfort, made an attempt to make me feel better by gently massaging my legs with his one free hand. The other was still at my side and for the most part was staying still. It actually felt pretty nice until someone piped up from the back.

"Oh I don't even want to hear it! You get to sit with Bassy while I'm stuck back here!" Grell complained while trying to give me a glare. His hair was caught between him, Undertaker and the door so it was a bit of a struggle.

"Believe me when I say this, I'm not enjoying it anymore than you are." Undertaker said. He didn't even give one of his famous chuckles...he really must be hating this.

Within moments, the loud whooshing of airplanes and the low hum of engines could be heard and everyone that was near the windows were smooshing their faces against them to get a better look. You would have thought that they were five or something. It was rather cute in my opinion.

"Oh look, we're here!" Said Finny. He was very excited for his eyes began to gleam at the thought of going to crystal clear water, soft sand, and overall beautiful weather. Oh that though made me excited and all giddy inside.

"My lady, please don't tumble out when I open the door." I felt the door starting to give way and I clung to him for dear life. He stepped out with me in his arms and put me on the ground. He then went over to the side door and opened it as well. Well, he more or less pried it open rather than letting is slide. Poor Mey-Rin...

Out came Mey-Rin and Finny, toppling over like a stack of cards and on top of each other. Poor Thompson landed on the ground as well; at least his fall was broke by Finny.

"Hey momma, why are all those people shoved into one car? Are they clowns!" Came a little boy's voice. He seemed excited as well, but it may have been the funny sight before him.

"Don't stare dear, it's not polite." The mother said while ushering her son along and into the building of the airport. I gave off a little sweat drop and practically pulled out everyone else with the help of Sebastian. Poor Timber was the last one and the moment he stood up you would have sworn that every bone in his body popped out of place. I guess the fetal position isn't one you want to do for extended periods of time.

"Here, I got us a luggage cart." Looking over, Claude was ready with said cart; he must want to go worse than any of us. We all loaded out belongings onto the cart and went inside, sticking together like white on rice. There was no way I was going to get lost in a place like this, so I did what I did best...I clung to Sebastian like a leech.

There were lots of people and it started to make me a bit nervous. Sebastian noticed my discomfort once more and removed my arm from his; sliding his gloved hand down until it reached my hand where he intertwined our fingers gently. The action itself made me blush but the loving look that Sebastian gave me, well that on the other hand could have possible made my legs into complete Jell-O.

"Ahh here we are everyone. Please load your luggage and get in line." Sebastian said while tossing his and mine onto the moving belt, temporarily releasing my hand but quickly grabbing it back the moment he was finished.

"Pluto don't mark that!" I heard Finny scream. Yes, we had decided to bring along Pluto as well. Poor guys needs a vacation as much as the rest of us. I looked over and noticed that Pluto was in the proper position to mark that poor pot and plant but Finny managed to pull him away and back into an upright position before too many people saw.

"Oh miss, please step through here." I looked over and saw a very large man motioning me through the detector. I went through and luckily it didn't go off. Patiently, I waited for Sebastian, who also made it through. This process went on for everybody until poor Undertaker had to go through.

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

"What's this?" He said while giving Sebastian and me a look. Well I suppose it was saying help me!

"Sire, please step to the side with you arms out and your legs spread." That same man said. You know the one that had led me and Sebastian through. He was now patting down Undertaker and I had to control my fits of laughter for what happen next.

While the man was patting him down, he let his hand linger on Undertaker ahem rear for a few seconds making Undertaker have a look that could have killed an entire nation if he pleased. I've never seen such an evil look before! Oh it was priceless! I had to actually bury my head into Sebastian arm so I wouldn't draw much attention. After several more moment, the man decided that Undertaker was clear and that the machine must have had an error.

"Well, I hope to never go that that again." Undertaker hurried past us and before long the uncomfortable seats of the airplane was with me. Well, below me but you get the picture.

I was sitting at the window seat and Sebastian was beside me rubbing his fingers along the inside of my palm. "The Bahamas should be very relaxing. I hear there are many activities that you are able to participate in." I heard him say while fastening his seat belt. The thought actually made me laugh, like he would need to do something like that.

"Sebastian, can I ask you something?" I was staring out the window, waiting anxiously for the flight to take off when a sudden realization came through my mind. A scary and very possible realization.

He was about to reply when the flight attendant came over the loud speaker. "Attention all passengers, please fasten your seatbelts, we will be departing for the Bahamas momentarily. Please fasten your seatbelts."

I had already fastened my seat belt, so I glanced around to see everyone else doing it. Poor Pluto was helped by Finny while the triplets were, sadly, apart from each other. It was strange not seeing them together. They looked miserable without each other. Mey-Rin, Bard and Finny were having a grand old time with a package of peanuts they had been given while Claude was in the middle of Undertaker and Grell. Seeing these images I could only think that this was going to be a long flight full of arguments and unfortunate events.

"You were going to ask me something my young mistress." Sebastian cut in, leading me back to my trail of thoughts by a quick tap on the knee.

"Oh...right. Sebastian...do you think that Aleister Thorne will try to get rid of me like he did with my parents. This flight is making me more nervous by the minute." I looked around and saw so many people that were so full of joy. They were excited about their trip to the Bahamas and if Aleister Thorne saw fit to dispose of me as did my parents...all these people could get seriously hurt and I could potentially die.

"Island I would never let anything harm you. Not while I'm around. This is exactly why we are going to the beach, you too stressed out. I've mentioned this before haven't I?" He flicked me on the nose and brought a smile to my face. He made me feel better. When I was with Sebastian I felt safe, especially since he did that little confession not to long ago. Since then his action have been sweeter rather than get straight to the point. I enjoy them a lot more now.

Only seconds later the plane began to shake as we took off into the air, we had mild turbulence and that of course made me cling to Sebastian arm like a leech. He didn't mind though, in fact I think he reveled in the closeness of us. Once we were level and in the air, I realized that the worst was over and that hopefully I could fall asleep for the remainder of the flight.

I had succeeded to do so, thanks to Sebastian who so kindly wrapped his arm around me and held me close for the sake of letting me fall asleep, but unfortunately a few hours later I was awoken by a very small and VERY annoying voice.

"Hi sir! Guess what I'm four years old!" This little voice squeaked out. I had heard it somewhere before but where.

"That's nice." Now that was Sebastian and boy does he sound annoyed. Or angry, it's so hard to distinguish between them when he talks.

"H-Hey guess what I'll be next year? Five years old!" There it was again! I know that voice from somewhere!

"That's nice." Poor Sebastian...

My green eyes began to flutter open at the annoying voice and the voice that seemed to be annoyed. Looking up, I noticed Sebastian was now preoccupied with a younger kind of visitor. The younger visitor was, like me, clinging to his arm and yanking on his sleeve. Inwardly I smirked about this and found it absolutely hilarious. If he could only see his own face.

"Hey the lady's awake now! Guess what I'm four years old!"

I rubbed my eyes to get a good look at this kid. Quickly, I came to the realization that this was the same kid that pointed at us in the parking lot. Where was his mother and why was he out of his seat in the first place?

"I'm happy you know how old you are, but shouldn't you be with your mommy right now?" I pulled away from Sebastian and stretched my arms upward, delighting in the popping that occurred all through my back. Sebastian glanced over, not wanting to cause much attention in totally telling this kid to scram, so I suppose he left that certain little job to me.

"I ran away from mommy. It's a game I'm playing with her, doesn't that sound like fun!" He stated simply.

"I'm sure your mother is worried about you. You don't want her to worry about you do you?" I said while leaning over so I could hear this boy clearly. I had my arms resting on Sebastian lap and my head was near his chest so I could get a better look at this little boy.

"Yea but...I'd rather stay with you instead! You're more fun than she is!"

I felt Sebastian give off an annoyed sigh and I looked up to him while he dangled an arm on my waist. "Oh come on, he can't be that bad." I said. After all he was just a kid, and kids are cute, for the most part anyways.

If words could come to life and smack me in the face, that's would they would have done, because the remainder of the flight, all my ears were graced with was that this boy was four years old. I didn't get a name, I didn't get his mothers name, oh no. All I got is that he was four years old.

"Attention all passengers, we will be landing soon, please fasten your seatbelts, please fasten your seatbelts." Came the flight attendant once more. I have never been so happy to hear such an announcement. By this time even Sebastian's poised form had deteriorated. He was slouched over with a hand to his forehead, rubbing it slightly while the other was still around me. I had also got my fair share and had said forget it when it came to proper poise. My head was resting on Sebastian shoulder and like him, I had one hand to my temple while the other was resting in my lap. This boy had managed to talk to us for a total of five hours...and he made sure to let us know every five minutes that he was four years old!

We exited the plane, got our luggage, and then Bard pulled up...in an RV. We had been kind enough to get his luggage for him so he could go get it. "Ah a recreational vehicle. Much roomier than that little minivan." I commented. It seems that I wasn't the only one who was thankful. Yea, it would still be crowded but with this to drive around in, we could at least make room if need be. Don't these things have that fancy pop out thingy? I thought so.

"Alright climb in everyone! Let's go to the house and sleep!" Bard said with a yawn. If you hadn't noticed, the flight was a bit long, especially for me and Sebastian. You know that woman could have found her kid earlier than when we were descending into the airport. I think she intentionally 'lost' her son so she could have a peaceful flight.

Claude opened up the bottom compartments to the RV and we loaded our luggage in once more before piling into the new mode of transportation.

"Oh alright here we go. It says to take a left once we exit the parking lot. Hehehe..." I had managed to snag a spot on the armchair of the couch with Undertaker sitting beside me, legs crossed and face buried deep into what I guessed to be a map.

"Left, alright." Bard was about to turn left when I noticed something. Something that could affect us getting to the right place easily.

"No Bard! Right, go right! Now!" I screamed before we headed in the wrong direction. Bard, momentarily freaking out about my sudden franticness and yelling, jerked the wheel and headed right, making me topple to the floor on my back with my legs still on the arm on the couch. Poor Claude. He was sitting on the other end of the couch with the cabinets over him on the other side of the RV. When we did that sharp jerk, they flung open and plates, cups, and bowl all came crashing down onto him.

Undertaker peered over at me and cocked his head to the side, adjusting himself so he was back into and upright position.

"But the map says left young Island. Why go right?" He asked, looking back at the map and then back down to me.

"Because...the holder of the map was holding it upside down." I said while rising up from the floor and eventually with the help of Undertaker, was jerked back onto the arm of the chair. I shot him an I-told-you-so-looks and he immediatly returned his own attention to the map.

"Oh, I see now." He then turned the map right side up and marveled at how much more things made sense to him. I swear I honestly do love that guy, even if he is creepy. You know it's amazing how all those little symbols can spell out words when looked at properly.

"Hey...what color was our rental house again?" Bard asked while slowing down the speed of the RV. "It wasn't by any chance..."

"Pink?" I finished for him. All heads immediatly shot to Sebastian, giving him a death glare that could have easily caused global warming. He was the one who reserved this place and out of all the colors SEBASTIAN chose pink...what a man.

"I find it to be a rather lovely color. Besides, this was the only house that had everything we all needed" He defended before getting off the bus and fidgeting with the keys he now held in his hand. We all followed after him like children. He opened the door and we all fled inside, some on of flopping down onto the couch while others took refuge in arm chairs. Some on us, like me, was perfectly fine with lying on her back on the floor, feet propped up onto the edge of a chair. Hope Timber doesn't mind my feet being in his face.

"Not that I'm not thrilled about finally being here but...what about sleeping arrangements?" Finny piped up from his curled up position on an armchair. He let out a yawn just to get the point across.

"I second that notion! I prefer to find out now rather than bedtime where we all fight over which room we want to be in and who's going to be with us." I said while raising my hand and waving it around slightly.

But before I go any further, I must admire the absolute beauty of this house. Though the outside is pink, the inside was totally different. The living room that we are all in at the moment was a light shade of blue with seashells dancing around the top. The floor was a soft carpet and tan like the sand. The couches were also a shade of light blue, matching the arm chairs. There was a large TV in the corner and a small table by the window, giving you a full view of the sea if you sat down in the matching chairs. I can't wait to see what the kitchen looks like.

"Bassy, can I bunk with you? Oh can I, can I please!" Grell piped up from beside me. He had also taken refuge on the floor since he was booted off the couch by Pluto. Poor guy was tired of being on the floor so he thought to himself that he would just claim the couch for a few minutes. And darn it he did.

"Oh, why don't we all just put our names in a bowl and draw?" Mey-Rin suggested. Actually that sounds like a pretty good idea. That way there would be no fighting, no arguing, or anything of that sort.

So we all wrote our names on a small piece of paper we found lying around and put it all in a bowl. We mixed it up and lucky me was the first to draw. I stuck my hand in and ruffled it around for a moment before reading off the name.

"Mey-Rin I got you!" I said happy with my new bunk partner. I went over to her and we stood together, thrilled that we at least liked each other enough to share a room.

Next to draw a name was Finny. He stuck his hand in and pulled out my name. "But Island already has someone."

"I guess we just toss the names we don't need. Draw again." I said while taking the slip of paper he handed me.

"Oh, alright," He once again rummaged around before pulling out another piece. "Oh Bard, looks like I got you." He stated. He went over and stood next to Bard, and Bard like me was happy. He and Finny had always been good friends from what I could gather.

"Before we go any further, there is one room that is larger than the rest, but it also has three beds. Who should-" Before Sebastian could finish the right hands of all the triplets were sticking up in the air.

"Never mind, please continue." He sighed.

"I suppose that would be me." Claude said. He reached in a grabbed the first piece of paper that he came too. "Undertaker, at least it'll be quiet."

"Don't get your hopes up Claude. For all you know I could be an insomniac." Undertaker chuckled. Claude gave off visible depression, but I knew Undertaker was kidding. That man could be out like a light anytime he wanted to be. Claude has nothing to worry about.

"There's not that many names left. Go on Sebastian, draw one." I urged while sticking the bowl to him. I had been put in charge of holding said bowl. He reached a gloved hand in and pulled out on of the triplets names. He tossed it and then the worst thing happened.

"My young mistress...do I have to?" He said, voice faltering a bit at the mere though of spending a week with this person.

"This was the agreement..." I said while giving off a pitiful chuckle. I patted him on the shoulder and he gave off a sigh before glancing over to Grell, who by the way was so anxious to find out his bunkmate, had failed to notice that it was Sebastian.

"Grell...do anything to me and you'll never live to see another day." Sebastian threatened.

Grell, finally snapping back into it, became overwhelmed with joy. "Bassy is my bunk partner! Oh we're going to have sooooo much fun together!" He began jumping up and down while chanting rather delusional things that I'm not sure I want to remember. All I know is that I felt sorry for Sebastian.

"Well, you guys are more than welcome to do what you want but I am going to bed. It's 11:50 after all. Goodnight." I placed the bowl down and went to a random room that had only two beds. You know I didn't even think about Pluto, I guess he could sleep on the couch?

"Mey-Rin! Does it matter what room we have!" I shouted from upstairs and the end of the hall.

"No it doesn't!" She shouted back.

"Alright, we're on the top floor at the end of the hall on the right, ok!" She gave me the ok and I opened the door, stepping in and going to shut it when a hand blocked me from doing so.

"Sebastian what are you doing?" I asked while giving off a tired yawn. It had been a rather big day for us. Cramming into a car, flying, almost taking a wrong turn, and choosing bunkmates and rooms. That was very big and very tiring stuff.

"I came to see if you wanted to change into your night clothes my lady." He said while stepping inside. I gave it a fair bit of thought but then I glanced down to the bed and it looked to good to pass up.

"Actually, I think I'm fine. A just want to go to sleep, but thanks anyway." I said while walking over and pulling the covers back. I hopped in and yanked them up to me, encasing me in the warmness.

"As you wish my lady. I'll see you in the morning." Sebastian came over and placed a tender soft kiss to my forehead before exiting the room and leaving me to my sweet dreams.