Disclaimer: Victorious and all of its associated copyrights are not my property and I stake no claim to them.

A/N: This might be the last chapter of this story, gonna mark it complete just in case but I may add another chapter. I've already started the sequel so be looking for that soon. This is mostly just fun dialogue, so enjoy.

Jade's POV

"No, Cat, you have to shake it, not stir it!" I shouted to her, getting increasingly more frustrated.

She rolled her eyes, "You're supposed to stir it!"

"I was a bartender for fuck's sake! I think I should know these things."

"You should, but you don't!" Cat looked over to Kevin, "Kevin, please tell Jade that you're supposed to stir it!"

I knew Kevin knew the proper way to do it, but wasn't about to tell his girlfriend she was wrong, "Sorry babe, not getting in the middle of this."

She groaned in annoyance as Tori walked out from our room and Cat looked to her, "Tori!"

"That's me," Tori said, barely looking up from her phone.

"Tell Jade you're supposed to stir an Aggravation, not shake it."

Tori raised a curious eyebrow, "Why? That's not how you do it."

"AHA!" I shouted in triumph.

Cat frowned, "She's your fiancé! That doesn't count."

"But your boyfriend does?" She was lost for words at that one, and I just smirked and did a little victory dance.

"Would you hurry the fuck up on my drink!" Ben shouted.

I rolled my eyes, "As if you need more Aggravation."

"Cute," he mumbled, looking back to the TV.

"Hey! Only I can call her cute!" Tori snapped at him. I love it when she does that.

"You guys need to chill," the new hippie of the band said.

I looked over to Brad, "Just smoke your weed and shut up."

As I was finishing Ben's Aggravation the correct way, I heard Kevin talking to Brad, "Dude, isn't that like your 5th joint today?"

"Maybe?"

"Goddamn, you put Marty to shame."

Brad laughed and quoted Marty, "Statistical fact; cops will never pull over a man with a huge bong in his car. Why, they fear this man, they know he sees farther than they, and he will bind them with ancient logic's."

We all had to laugh at that one, as Brad started fixing up another joint.

I went back over to the couch, handing Ben his drink and sitting down, "In all seriousness, Brad, you better get your shit together before we leave. No way in hell are we bringin' a druggie on tour."

"I can quit!" Brad said defensively as he went and completely shit all over his own claim by lighting the blunt and taking a hit.

I sighed, opting not to address that, "Never said you had to quit, said you had to get your shit together. Stop smoking like it's your fucking job and we'll be fine."

"You smoke," he mumbled.

I sighed, "Brad you know my rules."

He rolled his eyes, "Yeah yeah, only smoke and drink when you're up on yer mountain o' love."

"Brad."

"Yes?"

"You have a 5 second head start before I hunt you down and viciously murder you. Go."

He took off like a shot, and I started counting, "1…2…3…" Tori interrupted me by sitting on my lap.

"You are not going to kill Brad!"

"But he-" "No!" I leaned my head on her shoulder and sighed in exasperation, "I hate him. I really do."

"You don't hate him; he's just an asshole when he's high."

"All of our guests are assholes," I grumbled.

"I heard that!" Cat shouted from her spot on Kevin's lap.

I rolled my eyes, "This is me caring."

"Yo, Jade, I think you need one of these," Ben slurred from his place over on the new recliner, referring to his drink.

"Did I not just almost whip Brad's ass for saying something similar?" I snapped at Ben.

Ben gave me a sweet, innocent smile, "Yeah, but Tori's on your lap now, so I can say whatever I want."

I copied his smile, "Go for it then."

"You're so fuckin' whipped. Just sayin'." Ben laughed.

Kevin's POV

I had to cover my mouth to suppress my laughter, Ben, you just wrote your own epitaph. Cat's eyes widened comically as her jaw dropped.

"Ben," Jade said in an eerily calm voice.

"Yeees?"

"Put your drink down."

He looked confused, but complied anyway, "Now wha-"

Ben was cut off by Jade, who had since gotten up, picking up Tori and putting her on the couch then charging at him, literally knocking the entire chair backwards. I didn't even try now, I was almost crying watching Jade beat the living hell out of a drunken Ben. Tori sat up and kind of giggled as she watched it. Brad finally came back into the living room to see what all the commotion was, and upon seeing Jade beating up on Ben, he looked to Tori, "Do something!"

Tori laughed, "Nah, she's gotta prove she ain't whipped."

Jade turned around, glaring at Tori, "I'm not whipped!"

She put her hands up innocently and Jade finally got off Ben, stomping to the kitchen and grabbing a bottle of beer from the fridge, taking a huge gulp of it. Jade went to her room, and came back a second later with her keys, grabbing Tori's arm and dragging her to the door, "We're leaving."

Tori laughed and wiggled her fingers at us in a wave, "Too-da-loo."

As soon as the door closed I continued my laughing fit as Ben sat up, rubbing his shoulder, which Jade had nearly ripped out of its socket. I looked to Ben, trying to calm my laughter to speak, "She's not whipped, Tori just prevents her from doing things like that."

"Lesson learned," he muttered.

Jade's POV

Damn, I haven't done this whole 'drinking and driving' thing in forever. Feel like I've been missing out a bit. My beer's gone by the time we get to the top of the mountain. As I park, I looked over to Tori, "Give me your phone."

"Why?"

I sighed, "Because I asked for it."

"No you didn't, you demanded it."

"Tori, may I please have your phone?" I asked somewhat nicely, to which she finally obliged and handed it to me. I put it in the center console and shut it with finality, "There. Let's go."

She opened her mouth to protest, but just sighed and got out of the car. I walked up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist and stopping her, "You know why I took your phone, don't you?"

"Because you're evil?" She mumbled, leaning back into me.

"Try again."

Tori turned around, wrapping her arms around my neck before kissing me, "You talk too much."

"There you go."

We eventually found our way up into the little attic where we spend most of our time these days. I fell onto the bed, pulling Tori with me, and she just smiled as she snuggled up to me.

As I lay here holding the girl who'll be my wife in no less than a week, I can't help but laugh a little as I recall the day we met, the day that started it all.

"What're you laughin' about?" She mumbled.

"Just remembering that day we met."

She laughed too, "I remember how you were so shamelessly checking me out."

"Ben never bothered to say this "lesbo guitar prodigy" was sexy!" I defended.

"Oh so I'm not sexy now?"

I frowned, "I never said you weren't."

"But you went all past-tense."

"Get out of here and take your logic with you!" I said, barely holding back a laugh.

She moved to get up, "Ooookay."

I held onto her tight, "No."

"I don't know why you like me, I'm not sexy," she scoffed.

I sighed, "I don't even get me started."

"Aww, but I like hearing it."

"Go get me a beer and I'll tell you a story," I said, winking at her.

She groaned and got up to go downstairs to the little mini-fridge stocked to the brim with beer. What can I say? When I let loose I don't hold nothin' back.

While she was gone I went and turned on the green lights we hung around the attic; the lanterns were fine and everything but if we're gonna spend this much time here we got to have electricity. S'why we had Kev go and get us a generator, so much nicer now.

After there was some light in the room I went and laid back down, she came back a minute or so later with a beer that was only half full.

"Really, Vega?"

"You said I had to bring you a beer, never said anything about it having to be full," she said as she sat down.

I rolled my eyes and sighed, "Why the hell are you in a band? You could be a lawyer with your damn logic."

She shrugged, "I'm good with my fingers."

I had to laugh, "That is true."

"So your story?" She asked, grinning as she gave me another full beer that she brought.

As she cuddled up to me I had a question, "What kind of story do you want to hear?"

"Tell me about how the band started."

Flashback

I was playing around on my guitar, the same one that Drake smashed about a year later, when Kevin plopped down next to me and picked up some pencils I used for my songwriting and just started tapping on stuff with them. Like that outrageously irritating thing kids do in school, but he was actually good at it.

I turned to Kev and said, "You know, Kev, we should like, start a band or somethin'. I don't want to get a real job cause fuck that shit and if we get decent people we could make some good money."

He looked thoughtful, "You'd actually tolerate other people enough to start a band?"

"It might be fun," I said with a shrug.

"Yeaahhh. Fun and we could get laid all the time, bein' popular and all that."

I laughed, "There ever a time when sex isn't on your mind?"

"Not sure, sometimes when I'm sleeping maybe, but most of the time I dream about hot girls."

I nearly dropped my guitar while I was laughing, and he just continued on, "I know you do the same."

"Oh yeah, all the time," I said, barely able to breathe.

End of Flashback

"Dreamin' about hot girls huh?" Tori laughed.

I couldn't help myself, "Yeah, even back then I was dreaming about you."

She rolled her eyes, "Anyway, who's this 'Drake' and why'd he smash your guitar?"

I bit my lip nervously, wondering if I should actually tell that story, even though I was laughing my ass off internally.

"C'mon, spill!" She said.

"He uh…caught me sleeping with his girlfriend."

She nearly did a spit-take with her beer and about cried laughing, "In my defense I didn't know she was his girlfriend!"

She only laughed harder at my attempt at defense, "You…You slept with his girlfriend. Oh my god, Jade."

"He claimed that I possessed her and made her a lesbian, then proceeded to smash my guitar and leave. It was quite tragic and she was not worth it, at all. I miss that guitar."

"Oh that poor guitar, caught in the crossfire of more of your antics."

"It was not more of my antics! As Kev said, I laid the wrong person and paid for it in more ways than one."

Tears were now streaming down her face as she struggled to control her laughter, "You paid for it?!"

"She paid me!"

"Oh my god you're so not helping yourself here."

I sighed, "Said she was a huge fan and would literally pay to get in my pants. So be paid to get laid? Hell yeah."

"You're the best," she said, finally calming down a little.

"I do try."

"How did he catch you anyway?" She asked after thinking a moment.

I opened my mouth to respond but just laughed. Finally composing myself a bit, I answered, "It may or may not have taken place on the couch in the basement."

She just exploded into a fit of laughter now, "Damn, thought you'd get mad or something'," I mumbled.

"Why would I?"

I didn't honestly have an answer to that, "I don't know."

"I'm the only one who gets in your pants now, so it's okay."

I laughed, "How do you know?"

"'Cause I'm in your pants all the time."

"That is true." She grinned in triumph before climbing on top of me, giving me a kiss that left me at a loss for words.

"And if anybody else can do that I would love to meet them," she added with a wink.

I was suddenly struck with a random thought, "You know, that's like the one place we haven't had sex in the house."

"There and the new couch."

"You know…technically it isn't 'new' anymore…"

She sighed, "We're not going to have sex on Kevin's couch!"

"Fine, fine…"

Tori's POV

After practically the entire night of Jade telling me rather hilarious stories of the history of the band, I eventually fell asleep cuddled up to her while she was basically falling asleep while telling a story. The next morning we begrudgingly drug ourselves out of that amazingly comfortable bed to go back home.

Arriving back home, we found Kevin lounging on the couch while Cat was trying and failing miserably to make pancakes. With an over-exaggerated annoyed groan, Jade went to the kitchen to repair the fiasco that Cat created of her favorite food. I went over to the couch to challenge Kevin to a death match in CoD, and as we were playing he asked, "So how was your night?"

"Great, Jade told me a bunch of stories about the band before I got here."

He laughed, "She tell you about Drake?"

"Oh yeah, I about busted a lung laughing at that one."

"She was pretty pissed about that, told the girl to go fuck herself 'cause she wasn't worth her "beautiful guitar." That's pretty much when Brad came into the picture. Poor jade, she mourned that guitar for months. S'why she got the miKro."

I laughed, "Didn't your Dad buy that for her?"

"Yeah. Was pretty funny, 'cause while she was pickin' one out Dad was spoutin' off some shit about he thought I'd be the one with the issue of keeping my pants on."

"Did you go and say like 'Dad, this is Jade. Have you met her?'"

"HEY! I'm not that bad!" Jade shouted from the kitchen.

Kevin scoffed, "Says the girl who made a bet with Brad that she could get laid more times in 24 hours than he could in a week."

"I was right though," she mumbled. I lost it at that point, allowing Kevin to kill me because I was just laughing hysterically.

"What was the final score?" I asked breathlessly.

She sighed, "Five to one."

Kevin joined me in laughing now, and I swear these stories are better for the abs than any of those workout programs. "You sure you still wanna marry her?" Kevin asked.

"Why would I pass up this wonderful opportunity?" I laughed.

"Wonderful opportunity eh?" Jade asked, walking over to the couch.

"To tame the great Jade West? Hell yeah!"

She scoffed, "Killjoy."

"You lie so hard, Jade," Kevin mumbled.

Jade looked to him, "Oh really?"

"If I could read minds, back say, six months ago, I would hear nothing but 'Tori' coming from your thoughts."

She laughed, "Are you implying there's a difference between then and now?"

"Yes, now you scream it."

I literally fell on the floor at that point laughing so hard I couldn't breathe. Cat came over wondering what was going on, and saw me in tears on the floor, and Jade strangling Kevin, "Yeah…Gonna go back to the kitchen now. You kids have fun."

"No! Cat help!" Kevin stammered out.

"No…I'm good."

I finally calmed down enough to struggle to pull Jade off of Kevin.

"Thanks, Tor," Kevin said, finally composing himself as I still was trying to stifle my laughter while sitting on top of Jade to keep her from murdering him.

"Yeah thanks Vega," Jade muttered.

"Don't get mad at the truth!" Kevin said.

Jade frowned, "I'm going to kill you in your sleep."

"Not if you're with Tori."

Jade glared at Kevin while I smacked him upside the head, "What?!"

"Our sex is not for your benefit!"

"It depends on the situation…"

I got off of Jade, "Get him."

Kevin got up and took off running out the front door, Jade not far behind. Cat came over to me, "Why is your fiancé trying to kill my boyfriend?"

"'Cause your boyfriend pissed off my fiancé."

"Should we eat the pancakes while she's gone?"

I shrugged and got up to go to the kitchen, "Not gonna get them any other way."

A/N: I don't like seriousness, what can I say... So a bit of a recap; Kevin and Cat are in each other's pants now, Brad's a druggie, the girls are getting married in a week, and they're going on tour soon. Busy lives eh? I'm gonna throw down a vote for you guys, you can pick what the sequel will be based on! I'm not gonna give any options 'cause frankly I'm stuck. So you guys tell me what you wanna read, and I'll see what I can do.

For reference, an Aggravation is correctly made the way Jade said, by giving it a shake and not stirring it. Marty, is the druggie from The Cabin in the Woods, and that quote is from the movie. Drake may or may not be a reference to our favorite ego-maniac from Drake and Josh. The "You just wrote your own epitaph" quote, is loosely based off of a spammed line from Skyrim; specifically used by Mercer Frey. And last but certainly not least, this chapter is named after the song Here's to the Past by A Day To Remember.

Since this story is ending, I'd like to announce the arrival of a story I've been working on for quite a while; The Sixth Silhouette. Bit of a preview for that if you're interested.

Robbie cleared his throat, "See, we're each marked with a number," he said, showing his on his arm as evidence, "Each number represents a person somewhere in the world. These people are all apparently horrible excuses for human beings, and in turn, they'll pay for it. We've been chosen to make sure these people pay the ultimate price; death."

Their eyes widened at his words and some let out gasps of horror, but Robbie continued, "They're not well known criminals though, which means at least two things; the feds aren't after them, and they'll be easy to find for that very reason. That in mind, according to this list Jade assembled, we have to kill in order, we also only have six days to complete all six assassinations, and nobody must find out who committed the murders. If any one of these rules isn't followed, we all die."

"What's the order?" Tori asked hesitantly.

"Well first is..."