A week passed, and the band was getting ready to go on tour.

"Man, I'm so STOKED!" Pauly told Mel as he was packing in the garage. "FINALLY, my first rocker tour! I stayed up all night…practicing…staying up all night." Mel chuckled at this and held up the Ziploc bag he had packed his stuff into.

"I'm ready to hit the road," he said. "Sunglasses, toothbrush, and two pairs of underwear!" Upon receiving a look from Pauly, he said, "I know, I overpacked." He then pulled the sunglasses out of the bag, throwing the bag aside before putting them on. "Okay…NOW I'm ready." Just then, Goth Boy came in with two tall, skinny plastic bags filled with food, wheeling them in on a hand cart.

"I bought 20 pounds of hamburger, 10 pounds of chips, five cases of soda, and 6 gallons of chili," he panted, smirking at his two mummy friends.

"Goddamn, that's a LOT of food for a three-day tour," Pauly pointed out.

"Oh, that's right, our tour starts today!" Goth Boy exclaimed. He then thought for a second before saying, "I should go pack!" As he turned around to leave, he spotted Mel's bag on the floor, picking it up. "Sweet! I'll pack!" Mel pointed at Pauly as he followed Goth Boy out of the garage, while Buddy walked in, wearing a rather large amount of clothes.

"I'm ready!" Buddy panted.

"Why the hell are you wearing all your clothes?" Pauly asked.

"I couldn't find my suitcases."

"They're right here," Pauly told him, motioning to the many suitcases on the floor.

"Oh. Cool!" Buddy said as Pauly began to hook Buddy's suitcases over his arms. "I'll put my clothes in that one, my hair gel in that one…my other hair gel in that one…I'll put my OTHER hair gel in THAT one…"

"Don't forget your backpack!" Pauly told him, picking it up and putting it over Buddy's head.

"Oh, good!" Buddy exclaimed. "That one will be good for my hair gel!" Buddy then turned around and attempted to leave but was having difficulty due to all the bags. "A little help?" As if on cue, Violet came and opened the other door for him. "Oh, thanks, Violet! Where were you the other day when I got stuck in the bathroom?"

"…I was there in the shower, remember?" Violet asked.

"Oh, that's where the screaming was coming from," Buddy said, cringing a bit at how awkward the conversation had become. Violet nodded her head and allowed Buddy to leave before walking up to Pauly with her own suitcase in hand.

"Alright! I'm ready to hit the road with Iron Titan!" she told him, a rather excited smile on her face.

"Violet, you are NOT coming with us!" Pauly told her.

"Oh, come on, I don't wanna spend the weekend here alone!" Violet whined, an eagerness in her eyes that could rival her little sister. "I wanna be with you guys! On the road, having fun, tearing it up!" Just then, Chaz came into the garage.

"I just gassed up the van!" he announced.

"Chaz, I thought you filled up the tank last night," Pauly said.

"I did…and now I just gassed up the van!" Chaz repeated, chuckling devilishly.

"Alright, Pauly, have a nice weekend! I'll see you Monday," Violet quickly said, hightailing it out of the garage. Once she was out of sight, Pauly and Chaz celebrated to themselves, high-fiving.