Title: The World through the Eyes of a Basket Case
Author: TWBasketcase
Chapter Summary: Chapter 40 (pants from exhaustion already), well, the party is over and now it is time for everyone to go home. And that is it.
Rated: T, with some suggestive language…of course, I've got a mouth on me like a sailor.
A/N: Just wanna say thanks to everyone that is still reading this fic; I know there is actually about 200 of you…YOU JUST DON'T CARE WHAT TO TELL ME YA BUGGERS! But yeah, thanks:) You guys are the coolest and I never would have continued without ya's! See now that we are past that we can all enjoy the story, yes? Yes. We are almost finished…just two more chapters to go after this one and it's all over. Of course I will always have the sequel up in the coming months, and I also have another story in the works for as soon as this one finished. Purely Andy/Allison; I know you love it. Ha! Anyways, let's all chant to Hannah to get her new Breakfast Club fic up…come on everyone…WE NEED MORE TBC…that's it a little louder until you hear a thump…presumably being Hannah's head on her computer desk. LOL. Sorry about that, on with the show!

Chapter 40 – School's out for Summer

"Hey, wake up!" A loud voice and a kick; right to my sleeping ribs…who the hell does this guy think he is?

I let out a groan and the sunlight spilled over my face. In fact the sun is so damn bright and so high up it's gotta be past noon for sure. I wiped a bit of moisture off my lips and shielded my eyes to get a better view of the culprit.

"I said get up!"

My eyes fluttered a bit and I soon recognized the mane of greasy hair and the hoarse voice, "Fuck John…where the hell am I?"

He scratched his head sloppily and shrugged, "You're on a fuckin' trampoline at a guy name Stumpy's and his parents just got home…we gotta bolt."

I groaned and rolled over, "You are such a bull shitter."

"Don't say I didn't warn you…" He trailed off and I shook my eyes letting them close once again. The sleep felt so good, whereas the nausea and headache did not. Of course that damn sun was still not helping. Maybe if I…

"What in the flying fuck are you doing, asshole?"

I grabbed the sides of the – well, trampoline – and held on while John bounced up and down furiously. Stupid kid, I oughtta kick him. Yeah that would be nice…right in the ba…

"I said I warned you! Now if you wouldn't just lie down an' fall asleep in the most convenient spot for me to piss you off we wouldn't be in this predicament now would we?"

"Fuck off Bender!"

"No!"

I spread my arms and legs out widely directly underneath of him and watched as his devilish grin turned from amused to panic in a matter of seconds. He reached out his leg so he could manage his balance and not land on me; of course that didn't work very well and he tipped over, rolling his way off of the trampoline and onto the ground in the process.

"You bitch!"

"Asshole!"

"You tried to kill me!"

I smirked, "No I tried to kill myself, and have you live with it until the very day you die."

He wrinkled his nose up and smirked ridiculously, "You are one crazy bitch! I knew you would try goin' all Carrie on me sometime or another…only figures you didn't kill anyone good in the process…"

"Shut up," I replied wiping my hair off my face and yawning, "Where is everyone?"

He rubbed his chin in mock wonder, "Well…Claire is collecting everyone's shit, Sporto is right underneath of this very trampoline…and well brainiac and his chick are still in the tree house."

I nodded and hung my head warily over the side of the trampoline; and sure enough Andy was there. Sprawled out in nothing but his boxers and snoring loudly. I furrowed my eyebrows, "I wonder how you didn't squish him…"

Bender smirked and picked up a pile of dirt and politely dropped it right onto Andy's mouth and laughed hysterically; I glared and pushed him down yet again, "Don't do that to him, asshole!"

He continued to laugh hysterically at my reaction and I watched as Andy groaned, still half asleep, and swatted the dirt off his face, "Get that off…that didn't taste very good." It came out more of an incoherent slur than anything.

Bender laughed again, "Maybe you should tell your girlfriend to wash her crotch more often."

I threw my shoe at John as Andy groaned again, this time a little more painfully, "Fuck, I don't feel so well…where the fuck am I?"

John grinned, "This is a dream Andy…we were trapped in an old house in Texas…you let everyone get killed by a large man…with a chainsaw…and now I am back to haunt you…you stupid piece of shit!"

Andy raised his eyebrows and then turned his head to look at my face and then faced him again, "I'm not a fuckin' idiot you moron! Where the hell are my clothes…?"

Bender just cocked an unimpressed eyebrow and shrugged, I regarded Andy closely, "Did we have sex on your friend's trampoline?"

Bender groaned, "You sick bastards! I don't wanna have my mind violated with that kinda shit! How dare you!" He stood up and stalked off in a different direction mumbling obscene things to himself. Andy looked up at me with a lazy grin and wiped mud off the side of his face, "I don't know."

I laughed and sat up slowly; I remember vaguely as we all laid back in the tree house and watched as the sun came up; I remember more vividly how nice it looked as it painted the walls of the tree houses deep shades of gold and pink. I guess we kinda laid there for awhile…and that was until I got the urge to go swimming. What the hell is with me and drunken swimming anyways? Hell I dunno; but I think a few of the others joined me…presumably John, Claire, and Andrew, while Brian and Michelle and camped out in the tree house. From there it is kinda hazy; Bender making an announcement not to go back up there – I don't know if he was joking, or serious, or just drunk – so we all found our own things to do. Of course that is about all I remember. Lots of alcohol…three or four different kinds mixed at that sorta has that effect on you. I'm sure we had fun though.

"Did you sleep okay?" I heard Andy asked, kinda muffled, as he crawled around underneath the trampoline; I haven't decided if he was trying to get up or if he was looking for something in particular.

"I guess so…"

"Good."

I cocked an eyebrow and rolled off the trampoline roughly. The ground was dry and the grass was trimmed neatly like some suburban home in the movies. Of course all the garbage and bodies littered and passed out around the lawn kinda took the effect away just a little. I gathered my sweater off the ground and shook the dirt off of my skirt, "I wonder what time it is."

Andy grabbed a random T-shirt off of the ground and rubbed his eyes lazily, "Hell I don't know…I wouldn't be surprised if it was Tuesday."

I laughed quietly and averted my eyes to my left where I saw a perfectly made up Claire with a pile of clothes and various bags in her arms. She gave me an amused grin, "About time you woke up."

I rolled my eyes, "What happened?"

She shrugged, "I don't know what the hell you guys did but I came back out here at about 8 am and the two of you were passed out. I stayed up all night kinda keeping an eye out on the rest of you guys."

I nodded in response as she dumped the pile of clothing in front of Andrew, "Here are your clothes back, Superman."

Andy cocked an eyebrow and gave her a suspicious look, "Where exactly did you get these."

She gave him an impish grin and shrugged, "Picked them up for you after you decided to go skinny dipping and streaking."

I burst out laughing as he smiled cockily, "How was the show?" I laughed even harder as Claire shook her head, "Don't do that again, that's all I am asking."

He pulled the random t-shirt back off and put his dress shirt back on, "Oh Claire, come on…you know you liked it."

She rolled her eyes, "Men…"

I regarded her, "Where are Brian and Michelle?"

She nodded her head towards the tree house, "Up there."

I raised my eyebrows, "And?"

She folded her arms over her chest and shook her bangs out of her face, "And what? I know just as well as you do. We went swimming and they stayed put. Last I know they were passed out. I'll have to ask her later I guess." I nodded as she sat on the edge of the trampoline, "And besides this is Brian and Michelle we are talking about here…they aren't horny bastards like you."

I smirked and Andy laughed, "Yeah right! You should hear Brian when he gets going…" He trailed off.

I dropped my jaw, "I did not want to know that. Brian is the cute little adorable geek…not the macho, chauvinistic Criminal or Jock."

Andy feigned mock hurt as Bender strolled up, "What the hell are you yapping about?"

Claire rolled her eyes, "How much of a sexually deprived and perverted freak you are."

Bender nodded in mock understanding, "Yes that is I…now what the hell do you want?"

Claire shook her head, "Nothing, go away."

John smirked, "Yeah, like you would really like that after the things I made you scream last night."

I bit back my laughter as Claire turned to face him in a menacing stance, "In your wet dreams, pig!"

"Have you been spying on me, princess?"

She dropped her jaw and her face when a dark shade of red, "You are so disgusting, you know that? I cannot believe I associate with you sometimes."

Bender straightened up and cleared his throat, "It wouldn't be because I am so ruggedly handsome, now would it?"

"Absolutely not."

He slumped his shoulders and kicked the ground, "Well then, let's not say I didn't try…"

She rolled her eyes at his sarcasm and turned back to Andy, "Stubby's parents got home a little while ago and totally flipped their lids at the mess. He is inside right now so that's why I got John to come out here and wake everyone up," she glared at him, "Only figures he does a half ass job. So I grabbed your things; we have to get ready to go now."

Andy nodded in understanding and stood up, "So who is going to go wake up…" He trailed off watching Bender running towards the tree house with a large clump of mud in his hands, "Stop people just never quit."

I began giggling feverishly at his antics, and even more so at the double high pitched, girly screams emanating from the wooden shelter. Bender came running back towards us and bowed in front of Claire, "Now is that a better job for you, princess?"

She rolled her eyes in disgust and jutted out her chin, "Will you please go wash your hands?"

TBC

A/N: LOL I know that was kinda short but I have been so busy with college lately that I barely have time to do anything. And well, since there hasn't been much activity going on in the fandom for awhile I thought a short chapter full of good old fashion banter would do the trick for the time being. I was kinda laughing at myself here and there but that is okay when you are a nutcase, right? LMAO. So yeah only one or two chapters left of this one and then we are gonzo. But like I said I am still planning on a sequel (probably not as nearly as long), and another TBC story. I actually just started an Outsiders fic too, called Red Hot Moon. And I will eventually get Running With the Devil done…I haven't abandoned it, it's more something that I write when I am in the mood. So anyways, SO, SO, SO sorry for the delay; hell, I don't think I have EVER left this story for a month before! I'm sorry. And you have my permission to flame my lazy ass if you leave a review. LOL. Thanks once again for still following me here; it shouldn't be that long again for the next update; but for now, ciao.

Kristen