8 hours, 321,647,938 Snores and 5 headbutts later(Will the damn story end already? Of course not! Haha!) Tweeks POV

So we woke up about six o'clock in the morning. I look down to make sure I still had my Boxer shorts. Yep, still there. Those damn underpants gnomes like to steal your underpants in your sleep, and you wake up with no underpants and its completely awkward! Especially since I'm sharing a sleeping bag with my girlfriend, and if she woke up next to me being naked she would freak out and then dump me and I would be depressed and being depressed is WAY too much pressure.

I sat up and stretched, looking to see who else was up. Everyone but Eric and Bri was up and looking for their clothes. I did the math in my head to make sure we got at least six hours of sleep, because if I'm tired I will act all boring and sleepy and my grades will start falling and my girlfriend will dump me because I'd be a loser and I'd also have bags under my eyes so I would look ugly to and all of that is even more pressure and PRESURE IS BAD! Jesus, I need some coffee.

So I get up and try to find my shirt, when I notice Kenny is giggling like a little girl in the corner of the room. He looks me straight in the eye and giggles even harder. When he calms down a bit, he mouthes to me Watch this! Then, he sneaks up behind Denny and pulls the string of her swimming top undone, so that she is standing there with her arms crossed over her chest in an attempt to cover herself.

"KENNETH JAMES MCCORMICK!" she screamed at him. Then, out of nowhere, Kenny is soaked in water. Denny pulls on a shirt then slaps the bejesus out of him. Everyone of us but her bust out laughing. "IT'S NOT FUNNY!" she yells at us, making us laugh even harder.

To get revenge, Denny pulls the drawstring on his swimming trunks, making them almost fall off of him. Kenny quickly grabs the sides to keep himself from getting exposed. I fell over and I'm pretty sure my face was purple. Is purple healthy for a person? What if I laugh so hard I can't breathe? Or my face permanently purple? And then Sky breaks up with me because I look funny, and I get disowned by my family also, and I end up living like a freaky purple homeless guy on the street, or worse! Working for a freak show carnival with killer zombie clowns!

"GAH! Jesus! NOT ZOMBIE GNOMES!" I yell out, then fall to the ground twitching violently from the lack of coffee.

"Hey, Kenny good idea!" Stan said looking at Sabri smiling. Then he pulled the drawstring. She screamed and covered her chest. She jumped up grabbed her shirt and was getting ready to run when Stan pulled the drawstring on the right side of her swimming suit bottoms. She grabbed the strings and pulled up and ran to the bathroom and locked the door. She put some clothes and came out and she looked pissed off.

"Stan, I will get you!" Then she call Sparky and he came to her. She talked in a weird language and then the dog went up to Stan and started to hump his leg.

"Haha, pay back!" Sabri said laughing as she ran to the bathroom to get her hair brush. We all laughed, but this time I didn't have to worry about turning different colors because I was distracted by the sweet smell of caffeinated coffee grinds. Some sugared coffee would calm my nerves.

"Yipee! COFFEE!" I yelled joyously. I practically flew down the stairs to the coffee pot, everyone following close behind laughing at me. Why? I didn't care. I was to busy pouring me a cup of sweet, dark coffee with some sugar and French Vanilla cream. I took a sip and instantly stopped shaking so bad. Today was going to be a great day.

(IS IT THE END YET?)