A/N: Just as a side note, this story is going to follow the plot of the victorious tv show, but with Jade and Beck no longer a couple. Okay chapter two picks up on the next episode, the one where the gang goes on a trip to the exotic country of yerba and encounter a few problems…enjoy! And remember I own no part of this show!
"This is our hotel?" André exclaimed, his voice incredulous as his eyes swept over the dump they walked into.
"Yeah." Tori answered, her eyes taking in the cluttered lobby.
"Ew." Trina responded, wrinkling her nose in disgust.
For once Tori was in agreement with her eccentric older sister. This hotel was definitely not the fancy resort she was expecting. Heck, there didn't even seem to be any air-conditioning! There were random decorations cluttering the dimly-lit lobby, ranging from strange pictures of random old people to stuffed moose heads hanging on the walls.
"Hello, welcome to Yerba! Which of you is Tori Vega?" A peppy man said, approaching the group of shell-shocked teenagers.
"That's me. Are you Festus' brother?" The brunette replied, stepping up warily.
She already felt regret for accepting Festus' offer of staying at this hotel free of charge under the agreement that they would put on a performance every night. She should not have listened to that crazy school food vender.
"Yes! I am the manager, Sgrodis! I'm so happy to meet you!" He said cheerily, an unnaturally huge smile adorning his face.
"Oh well-"
Tori was interrupted when Sgrodis grabbed her wrist and proceeded to shove her hand in his face and sniff it, inhaling deeply.
"What are you doing?" She said startled, pulling her hand back and not noticing how Beck stepped up ready to pull the guy away.
"It's a Yerbanian sign of friendship." Cat explained, pulling out her hot pink pear pad.
Sgrodis, the hotel manager held his hand up for Tori to reciprocate.
"Not necessary." Beck commented, grabbing Tori's shoulder as if to restrain her from getting anywhere near the guy.
"I wasn't going to sniff his hand anyways!" Tori whispered to him, shuddering at the overall creepiness of the hotel.
"How you like Yerba so far?" The man questioned, undeterred by his guests obvious disdain over the hotel and its strange employees.
"It sucks." Trina whined.
She had been looking forward to lounging around the pool and having attractive men bring her cold beverages. This so was not what she was expecting.
"I will go get your room keys." Sgrodis said, leaving the oddly decorated lobby.
As soon as he was out of sight, everyone's eyes shot to Tori's accusingly. Seeing their expressions she raised her hands up in surrender.
"This is not my fault!" She defended herself. "Festus told me this was a great resort! He said it was like Hawaii!"
"Yeah it is your fault." Jade replied from where she was leaning against the front desk counter. "You're the one who promised Festus that we would sing here for a week in exchange for free rooms."
"How was I supposed to know this place is a giant country of crazy?" Tori spluttered, refraining from telling Jade the only reason she was here was because she and Beck broke up, leaving them unable to go see his family in Cancun.
Beck had told Tori he couldn't bring Jade because they broke up, and even if they were still together he knew his family wouldn't want to see her anyways. He said they found her abrasive and inconsiderate. Tori thought that pretty much described Jade's personality in a nutshell. When Tori suggested he go to Cancun by himself, he said something about not wanting to go alone when his older brother was already married. Apparently, his parents were really hard on him and didn't approve of him attending Hollywood Arts. They wanted him to be a lawyer like his brother.
"Okay Americans! Here are your room keys!" Sgrodis called, returning to the tension filled room.
"Um…Those are screwdrivers." Robbie stated.
"I know. You just stick it in the keyhole and jiggle it." Sgrodis replied before warning them to stay away from the beach due to theYerbanian army being stationed there.
Apparently, this country was also at war. Great.
Tori's attention was distracted by girlish giggling from behind her. She turned around to see two Yerbanian girls running their hands through Beck's dark hair and ignoring his protests that they stop. Her chest tightened uncomfortably at the sight, a reaction that confused the brunette.
Glancing at Jade, Tori saw that she was about to explode in anger that would not end well for anyone. Especially if those two frizzy haired girls wanted to live to see the next day.
"Hey Beck, can you come here for a second?" Tori called, hoping to save the whole country from Jade's wrath.
"Sure!" Beck replied quickly, jumping up from his seat much to the girls' displeasure.
"Thank you so much." He said quietly to Tori after he reached her side, his eyes full of gratitude.
"No problem. I just didn't want to unleash the wrath of a hostile ex girlfriend on the unsuspecting citizens of Yerba." She replied honestly, seeing him roll his eyes.
"Well whatever your motivation was, I owe you big time." He said, smiling slightly at the brunette.
The moment was interrupted when Trina and Robbie rushed into the lobby.
"Okay, Robbie and I just looked at the rooms. I am not staying here." Trina exclaimed, her face serious.
"Okay, I know this isn't the nicest hotel, but if-"
"There was a foreign man in my bathroom!" Trina shrieked, interrupting her sister. "He had a giant grey beard and was scrubbing the sink with it!"
"And there was a grenade in my toilet." Robbie inserted, shaking his head.
Tori sighed dejectedly, closing her eyes in frustration. This was supposed to be a relaxing spring break trip, but it was turning into a nightmare. The sad thing was, it had barely even started and she was already wishing she was back at school.
Out of nowhere, André yelled and jumped up from where he sat on the lumpy, faded sofa.
"Something just bit me!" He said, holding a hand against his neck.
"I think it was a moth!" Beck said, standing up and moving towards his friend.
"Was it big and black as the night?" Sgrodis asked, appearing out of nowhere.
"Um…yeah." Beck replied hesitantly.
"Aha. That was a vampire moth."
"Well is he going to be okay?" Tori questioned, her voice filled with worry.
"Well of course! Being bitten by a vampire moth is considered to be very lucky." Sgrodis explained, his voice losing none of its cheeriness.
Everyone sighed in relief.
"If you live after being bitten you are very lucky." The kooky hotel manager added, causing André groan in anxiety.
"Aww man."
Light flashed through the uncovered window where Jade, Trina, Cat, and Tori were squished in one bed. Cat squeaked and hit under the covers as an explosion occurred, sounding suspiciously close to the hotel. Trina stared in disbelief as Jade slept soundly, completely unaware of the chaos outside.
"How can she sleep through this? We're in the middle of a war!" The elder Vega sister asked, turning to the other two girls.
"Come on guys they're just…bombs." Tori replied, failing to comfort anyone. "I'm sure-"
An especially loud explosion occurred right outside the window, shaking the desk lamp that did not have a light bulb in it, but rather a can of Yerbanian gravy.
A girlish scream rang throughout the room, startling its occupants. None of them had made a sound.
"…Hello?" Cat called, questioningly.
Robbie crawled out from under the bed.
"Hey guys." He said, standing up.
"Robbie! Get out!" Trina yelled.
"No, I don't want to sleep alone."
"What about André and Beck?" Tori asked.
"They made me sleep in the bathtub, and…and I saw a lizard in there."
"God guys, just because this place isn't the nicest hotel doesn't mean you-"
Tori's rant was interrupted when a man clad in yellow leapt through the window and onto the bed.
All the girls, and Robbie, watched at their room was quickly filled with Yerbanian police who apprehended the man. Apparently, he was some huge criminal.
"We are getting out of this country!" Tori announced, prompting everyone to climb out of the bed and march down to the lobby.
Sirens wailed in the distance, and Jade continued to sleep.
"We need our plane tickets back to America. Now!" Trina said to the hotel manager, just as Beck and Andre stumbled into the lobby.
"Whoa, what's wrong with André?" Tori gasped, pointing to the huge bite on his neck.
"His moth bite won't stop growing." Beck explained, running a hand through his hair worriedly.
"No. Om. Ohhh-ahhh-eee." André called, reaching his hand in the air.
"What is he saying?" Trina asked.
"I believe he said, No Om Ohhhh-ahhhh-eeee." Beck answered helpfully.
"Here. It says online that victims of a Vampire Moth bite may experience hallucinations or bizarre speech patterns." Cat said, her eyes trained on her pear pad.
"Ohhh-eee-aahh-nwaaa-"
"Shhh." Beck shushed André, moving his friend to a chair.
"Okay." Jade said as she entered the lobby. "I just woke up and found a giant lizard sitting on my pillow."
Beck glanced at her before turning back to help the moth bitten André. He knew that because Jade and he had the same friends they would see each other, so he was forced to accept that she would be around. As long as she didn't cause problems for anyone he didn't really care if she was here. And everyone knows that dramatic girl has a knack for causing trouble and cutting things. He was really relieved she hadn't taken her infamous scissors to his hair after their break up.
"Oh no! Where is it now?" Cat asked curiously.
"Dead." Jade answered offhandedly, ignoring the red-head's astonished gasp.
Tori groaned in frustration and stomped over to the front desk.
"We need our plane tickets home!" She ordered.
"Why you want to leave Yerba?" Sgrodis asked cluelessly.
"We hate this country." Robbie answered from where he stood on the other side of the room.
"Not to mention our friend is hallucinating!" Beck pointed out, moving to stand next to Tori at the front desk.
"And our bed is lumpy!" Cat added, crossing her arms.
"I am very sorry about the troubles. Please take these cans of Yerbanian gravy as our apology." Sgrodis replied, pulling a box of dusty red cans out from under the desk.
"No! We don't want your stinkin' gravy!" Trina yelled, her hands on her hips. "We want to go home!"
"You Americans promised to make sing-song for three nights!" Sgrodis exclaimed angrily.
"Well that's a promise we have to break." Beck said seriously.
Sgrodis shook his head before pulling a rope that has hanging from the ceiling, setting off an alarm throughout the hotel.
Suddenly, the lobby was filled with Yerbanian soldiers who circled around the group of teenagers.
"So…what song should we sing tonight?" Tori asked nervously, looking around at her friends.
"A good one. Because the Chancellor of Yerba will be in attendance." Sgrodis responded, nodding.
"Oh great. Another guy with weapons. If he doesn't like our singing he could just blow us up!" Tori said sarcastically.
"If your screech box of a sister doesn't sing that shouldn't be a problem." Jade said smirking.
"Hey where's André?" Tori asked, looking around worriedly.
"Oh, Sgrodis brought a doctor in to see him." Beck answered. "I think they're behind that curtain."
Hearing a moan of pain, Tori and Beck rushed to see how André was doing.
The two teenagers were surprised to see their friend lying on a metal hospital bed with young boy injecting him with a strange clear liquid.
"Um…excuse me." Tori began, her eyes on the short boy. "Where is the doctor?"
"I am doctor." He replied, his voice thick with an accent.
"No, I mean where's the real doctor?"
"I am doctor."
Beck and Tori exchanged worried glances.
"Okay then." Beck said dubiously. "How's our friend doing?"
"Eh." The boy replied shrugging as he put a red lollipop in his patients' mouth. "Vetch-goofoz!"
Then the boy left just as Sgrodis and Cat entered behind the curtain.
"You must practice sing-song for show. The Chancellor is coming." Sgrodis said, patting André's head.
"He only has one eye!" Cat exclaimed giggling as she pulled up a picture of the chancellor on her pear pad and showed it to everyone.
"So André, do you think you can still perform?" Beck asked.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever that twelve year old injected me with really worked!"
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Tori Vega said, her eyes wide with fear.
Then the brunette singer was surrounded by Yerbanian soldiers.
"Oh, come on!" She yelled, stepping back warily. "I didn't mean for my shoe to hit the Chancellor!"
"In his last good eye." Cat added helpfully.
"I think this is a big misunderstanding." Tori continued. "I was just trying to sing…I didn't mean for my shoe to fly off my foot! And- ahhh!"
"Tori!" Everyone screamed as the guards grabbed the teenager and carried her out the door.
"Where are they taking her?" André asked.
"To the prison!" The Chancellor yelled, blowing his whistle.
Everyone stared in shock at the now sightless Chancellor. Their friend was going to prison?
Suddenly Tori burst back into the room, the soldiers following directly behind her.
"I got away! I got away!" She cried victoriously, running back to her friends.
They all reached forward to pull her back up onstage, but were unable to help as the soldiers pulled her away again.
"No, they got me again! They got me again!" She screamed as she was carried out of the room again.
"We'll get you out of there!" Beck called just as the door slammed shut. "Come on guys, we have to help her."
An hour later Trina and Beck arrived at the Chancellor's office and were let in.
They entered the spacious room and saw the eye-patch wearing Chancellor sitting on a golden throne, surrounded by guards. The room was decorated with pictures of him and golden candle-sticks.
"I want to see my sister!" Trina yelled.
Much to her surprise, Tori was led into the room clad in a standard orange prison jumpsuit and handcuffed.
"I just want to take a shower!" The brunette was explaining. "Just one shower!"
"Tori Vega!" One of the guards interrupted loudly. "You are charged with assaulting our esteemed chancellor of Yerba. This trial will determine if are innocent or-"
"GUILTY!" The chancellor interrupted with a yell, pointing a finger at the accused.
"Wait, everyone is entitled to legal counsel and a fair trial." Beck said furiously, stepping forward.
This was a little piece of information he knew due to the fact that his parents tried to send him to law school. He only lasted a month before realizing he would end up just like his miserable brother if he allowed his parents to control his life. Guess his parents control issues were finally paying off.
"Very well." The soldier allowed before calling for someone to enter the room.
A short, nervous looking man entered the office. He was wearing a pale plaid suit that he was currently sweating profusely in.
"This is my lawyer?" Tori questioned uncertainly.
"Yes. Your client has been accused of attacking our magnificent Chancellor in his eyeball. Do you think he is wrong?" The soldier asked her lawyer menacingly.
"No. No, no, no. She is guilty." The man sobbed, falling to the floor in fear and kneeling at the Chancellor's feet.
"Can I have a different lawyer?" Tori asked hopefully.
"Admit you did this on purpose and your punishment won't be as terrible!" The Chancellor announced, addressing the brunette wearing bright orange.
"But I didn't do it on purpose! It was just a shoe malfunction!"
"You are guilty as charged! Four years in Yerbanian prison!"
"What? Four years? Come on!" Beck interrupted angrily.
"That's not fair!" Trina cried, looking at Tori sadly.
"My lawyer just crawled away across the floor." Tori announced, deflated.
Two soldiers grabbed Tori by the arms and pulled her out the door.
Beck shook his head frustrated. "Come on Trina. Let's go get your sister out of prison."
Two Yerbanian guards led a handcuffed Tori Vega into a room with tables lined up in two rows. She saw her fellow inmates visiting with people clad in normal, non-fluorescent orange clothes. Some of her friends occupied one of the tables in the back, their worried faces brightening when she walked into the room.
Tori sighed in relief at seeing familiar faces and started towards her friends, cringing as she walked past the inmate who threatened her after losing a game of 'Go Fish'.
Never in her whole life would she have expected to end up in prison. In a foreign country, to make matters worse! Would this indiscretion follow her back to California? Would it hinder her dreams of becoming a singer?
"Tori!" Cat called excitedly, pulling her brunette friend into a hug.
"Hey! No touching the prisoners!"
The two jumped apart quickly, not wanting to create even more problems than they already had.
"Orange is totally your color Tori." Jade remarked mockingly, smirking at the other girl.
"I see evil troll is yours, Jade." Tori replied sarcastically before turning to her sister. "Trina, where are Beck and Robbie?"
"They are calling everyone back home. Mom and dad, lawyers, and anyone who might be able to help." The elder Vega sister explained.
The serious conversation was interrupted when André pulled out a jar of salt and proceeded to shovel the seasoning into his mouth.
"Do I want to know?" Tori asked warily, nodding towards André's strange behavior.
"It's a sign that his moth bite is healing." The red head explained, patting André on the shoulder.
"So anyone tried to beat you up yet?" Trina asked curiously, catching Jade's attention at the thought.
"No, thank goodness!" Tori said, before lowering her voice. "I have street cred here because everyone thinks I'm the psycho girl who stabbed the chancellor in his eye!"
"Well…you kinda are." Cat admitted, earning a glare from Tori.
"Will you guys just please get me out of here." Tori cried, running a hand through her hair worriedly.
She wasn't sure how much longer she could take it here. The food was this weird mushy foreign stuff. The other female prisoners were huge scary manish women. And earlier two of them approached her and wanted to play some game called Rocks. Yes, it is as scary as it sounds.
Suddenly a loud alarm went off and Tori was yanked up from her seat.
"Visiting time is over. You can come again tomorrow at the same time." One of the guards announced before ushering Tori out of the room and back into the holding area.
The barred door to her cell slammed shut and she sat on her bed, deflated. Her head dropped down into her hands as the reality of the situation hit her. She was in prison. At only seventeen she would have this permanent mark on her record that would follow her or the rest of her life. There go her dreams of living a relatively normal life. Forget becoming a star, now she would be lucky to get a waitressing job after she got released.
As the rest of the day passed, Tori remained in the same defeated position. Only when the lights in the cell shut off, signaling the end of the day, did she let the brave façade fade and the tears fall.
Tori's eyes shot open at the sound of her cell door opening. She sat up groggily, pushing her disheveled hair back from her face. She squinted at the sudden brightness in the room and figured that she fell asleep sometime late in the night. Then, the brunette saw a figure standing in the doorway to her cell.
"Who are you?"
"Your new lawyer." The severe man replied as he stepped into the small cell.
As the tall man entered the compact space, Tori's eyes took in his perfectly tailored, expensive looking dark suit, his impeccably combed hair, and his unusually white teeth. This man was obviously the real deal.
She sat in shocked silence as the man pulled out a leather briefcase and proceeded to spit out a bunch of lawyer lingo. He might as well have been speaking a different language.
"So…what?" Tori asked, her cheeks burning with embarrassment at the man's disappointed stare.
Wow, someone has a superiority complex. But Tori couldn't bring herself to care that her lawyer was a complete jerk, at least he wasn't crying on the floor like her previous defense lawyer.
"I said you should be out of here by the end of the day. Due to this country's entirely unconstitutional handling of this case, you will be released and returned back to the United States. And of course none of this will carry over onto your record in the United States." The strict man explained, before pulling out a single piece of paper. "This document states that you will never attempt to return to this country again."
"That will not be a problem." She muttered darkly, earning another disapproving look from her lawyer.
"Just sign here." He said, pulling a pen out of his suit pocket.
Tori Vega quickly signed the document and watched as the man packed everything back into his expensive briefcase. This seemed too good to be true. She was able to return home without any repercussions? She still had a chance to fulfill her dream?
Tears burned behind her eyelids and she quickly embraced the man who had just saved her future career.
"Thank you."
He stiffened under her sudden act of gratitude and removed her arms. "Excuse me I have somewhere important to be."
"Sorry." She muttered, stepping back.
"You will be released sometime this afternoon." He said, ignoring her apology. "Here is a bag of your things they took from you when you were first apprehended."
Tori opened the bag and found the skinny jeans and sparkly red tank top she had been wearing at the time of her arrest. She looked up to thank her mysterious, yet really rude, lawyer only to realize that she didn't even know his name.
"Wait… you just got me out of here and I don't even know who you are."
"Pierce Oliver." He answered before exiting the cell.
Suddenly Tori saw the resemblance. Dark hair, dark eyes, undeniably good looks. That man was Beck's older brother.
Beck must have called his family to help her. Tori felt her heart clench at the thought of Beck doing something so selfless for her. She knew that Beck was not on good terms with his family due to their lack of support for his dream of becoming an actor. But he was willing to go through all the trouble to help her. Tori felt conflicting feelings of gratitude and sadness. She hoped this wasn't too hard on Beck, he had already been through so much.
She quickly changed into her clothes and sighed at the feeling of being herself again. She threw the orange jumpsuit on the floor and curled up on the bed, waiting to be released.
It was late afternoon before anyone stopped by her cell again.
"Follow me." The guard ordered as he opened her cell.
She quickly followed after the guard as he led her out of the holding area and into the office in the front of the prison. After signing out Tori stood there unsure of what to do.
Was that it? Was she free to go now? She looked around the office one more time before slipping out the front door. She was relieved not to hear the blaring sirens and marching of guards that preceded her arrest the previous day.
Instead, she saw her friends waiting in a car outside the Yerbanian prison.
She ran towards the car and jumped into the closet person's arms.
"Whoa!" André exclaimed as he suddenly found his arms full of a smiling, brunette girl.
"You're okay!" Cat cried happily, grabbing Tori into a hug that Trina and Robbie joined.
Finally, Tori turned and faced Beck.
They stared at each other for an immeasurable moment before Tori slipped into his arms, her head resting on his chest.
"Thank you." She whispered, feeling his arms tighten around her. "I know how difficult that must have been. I'm just sorry you had to. If I had been more careful maybe-"
"No, Tori." Beck interrupted, pulling Tori away and holding her by the shoulders, forcing her to meet his dark gaze. "I wanted to. Don't blame yourself for this. It was my decision, okay?"
She nodded, her eyes burning with emotion, and pressed her face into his shoulder to hide her tears.
He weaved a hand through her hair and held her as she cried, oblivious to the presence of their friends who pretended not to be witnesses to this incredibly private moment.
Beck held Tori tightly to him, knowing that very soon everything would change.
A/N: Oh lord this took forever to write. Hopefully the shorter episodes are a lot easier to write about…Thanks for reading!
