I only remember bits and pieces of the movie and I don't own it so bare with me! *sigh* watch this story get like only one review for the whole thing. Oh well! I'm going to be stupid and write this anyway!

Disclaimer: DO I LOOK LIKE A GUY TO YOU!

It was a bright and sunny day in Amity Park… Nah lets redo that.

"Thanks for taking my brother with you to Vegas." A woman said as she stood in front of her future husband. The woman had long brown hair with brown eyes to match. She was wearing a bright pink shirt and some jeans. Yeah, a little kidish, but being that she wasn't doing anything so important today she didn't see the need to be completely formal. The man grinned down at her with purplish blue eyes.

"Hey, it's no big deal babe." He replied, putting his hands on her waist. The woman gave a small smile, grabbing the front of his shirt with delicate hands and pulling him closer.

"Yes it is. He needs this and you saying yes is a big deal." The woman pulled him closer.

Dash Baxter… not the most colorful crayon in he box, however, he could at least catch on when Paulina (his fiancée) wanted to do something in private. He could only grin as their lips almost touched. That is, until the door busted open, revealing a man with tan skin and deep brown eyes. You could easily tell that he was Paulina's father.

"I hope you're all ready to hit the road, Dash." The man said in a deep voice. Paulina turned, an annoyed expression on her face.

"Of course he's ready Papa." She said in a rather happy voice that didn't quite seem to match her face. The man grinned.

"Just checking, darling." He replied as he gave a small wave of his hand. Dash cleared his throat and ran a hand through his golden locks of hair.

"Yes of course I am Mr. Sanchez. I packed everything last night and doubled checked my bags." Mr. Sanchez held out his hand toward Dash.

"Please!"He said happily. "Call me Jerry!" Jerry paused as if trying to remember something.

"Oh Dash!" He said suddenly as he snapped his fingers. "I have a little surprise for you. Come this way." With that, Jerry grabbed Dash's arm and proceeded to pull him out of the room. Dash looked over his shoulder at his beautiful lady. His eyes read what's going on? Paulina just smiled and shrugged while calling out, "I don't know!"

Dash was pulled through the hallway and down the steps toward the basement. Jeez. They have a big house.

"I hope you like this!" Jerry exclaimed as she pressed a button on the wall near the basement door. The lights flickered on and the garage door opened.

"No! I couldn't possibly-" Dash started as he stared at the old-fashioned car. He barely felt his bags drop to the floor.

"Oh nonsense!" Jerry said as he glided forward to stream his hand across the smooth metal. "This is my gift to you. Just be sure not to crash it. Besides, we're family now." Dash just stared at him with disbelieving eyes.

"Are you sure? I mean you love this car!"

"Dash it's just a car! Just make sure to put some armor on it when you get there."

"W- Well thank you sir!" He exclaimed. "I won't let anything happen to it, I know how much this car means to you."

"Yeah well… Just do me a favor."

"Anything sir."

"Make sure Kwan doesn't gamble when you're all out there in sin city. Oh and make sure he doesn't drive, and Danny too… I don't like him."

"Absolutely," Dash said, giving him a sincere look. "I will be the only one driving this car." He smiled. "I promise."

"Good." Jerry stated as he tossed Dash the keys. "And remember; what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas." Dash laughed.

"Except for herpes." Jerry said as he made a face. "That shit'll come back with you."

(LOOK AT THE OHSOPRETTY LINE!)

The bell rang at Casper High School, signaling that the day was over.

"Make sure to hand in your permission slips!" Mr. Fenton called as the children collected their bags to leave. "And ninety dollars for the space observatory ext weekend!" Kids walked by tossing their money and permission slips on the table. He smiled as he slowly took an envelope from his desk and flipping it over to read the word on top; Vegas.

Mr. Fenton, or Danny, was a man with unruly black hair and crystal blue eyes. He was mischievous ad smart but all the while nice ad easy to get along with if you didn't piss him off. He was the average height for a twenty three year old man and had some slight muscle on him.

Danny smirked as he suddenly emptied out all the envelopes of their money, grabbing the twenty's tens and five's. Practically ripping open the envelope for Las Vegas, he stuffed all the new found money inside and shoved it into his bag. Then, with a satisfied smirked, walked out the door as he pulled on a pair of shades.

"I shouldn't be here." Kwan said as he covered his face with on of his hands.

"Why?" Dash asked as he turned is head to get a better look at him.

"I can't be within two hundred feet of a school."

"What?" Dash asked, clearly confused.

"Or a Chucke Cheese."

"Mr. Fenton-" A boy started as he walked up to his teacher as he clobbered down the front steps of the large building.

"It's the weekend Mikey, I don't know you, and you do not exist." Danny cut him off as he held up one of his hands. He came to a stop when he noticed his friend sitting out front with his step-father's car.

"Shit man!" He said with a smile as he practically flew down the steps. "Nice car." Then he threw his bag into the back seat.

"I'm driving." He stated as he gave a small nod and stared at the 1990s convertible.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa wait. Fat chance but- Don't step on the-!" Danny grunted as he stepped on top of the door rather than opening it. "Don't step on the lev-"

"Just shut up and drive before on of these nerds ask me another question." Danny suddenly leaned forward and studied the face of Dash's step brother.

"Who's this?"

"I'm Kwan, Paulina's brother." The man stated as he looked over his shoulder at him. "You met me like six times."

"Oh right," Danny said as he leaned back in his chair. "How's it going man?"

Kwan was a big guy with a rather nice personality. He was a tall Asian (Well, that's what everyone thinks anyway.) man who was kind of sensitive and sometimes replied with "What's that supposed to mean?"

(Oh god, another line…)

"Honey!" A feminine voice wafted through a small white house. "Don't forget to pack your Rogaine!"

"Rogaine! Check!" Tucker Foley stated he grabbed the hair product from one of his cabinets. Then closed it and stared at himself in the mirror. Tucker Foley was an African American man with very short black hair and deep brown eyes. He was always trying to charm somebody, or to be the comedian of the group. Truth to be told, he wasn't all that funny.

"And actually use it! I can tell when you don't" Daniele, his controlling girlfriend, stated as she pour herself a cup of coffee.

"Using of the Rogaine!" Tucker caller as he zipped up his suitcase. "Check!"

"Oh and make sure to call me when you get there! Not like that time with the conference in Philly. I had to wait three hours to call me."

"I told you," Tucker said as he placed his bag by the front door. "I was late for the meeting and didn't have time to call you at the moment."

"Still?" Daniele said.

"Right, you were totally right, I'm sorry." With that Tucker placed a kiss on the top of her head as she turned away from him.

"What's the matter?"He asked as he followed her to the front window.

"I don't know. I just hope you just don't go to some strip club out there."

"Dani, we're going to Napa Valley." He said. "I don't even think they have strip clubs."

"I know but I bet you Danny will be able to sniff one out." She said and placed her cup on the coffee table.

"It's not going to be like that." Tucker said after a moment of silence as he grabbed her hand. "I promise." Dani smiled at her boyfriend.

"I know, but those places are dirty. I mean boys and their bachelor party's… it's just disgusting. And that girl, grinding around on the stage… That's somebody's daughter up there"

"That's somebody's daughter up there- I was just going to say that!" Tucker stated.

"I just wish your friends were as mature as you." That being said, neither of the two adults heard a car pull up in front of the shared house.

"They are mature… you just… need to get to know them better."

"PAGING DOCTOR FAGOT!" Danny shouted from outside as he cupped his hands around his mouth. Tucker let out sigh and closed his eyes.

"DOCTOR FAGOT!" Danny called once more.

"I should go." Tucker said finally.

"That's a good idea Dr. Fagot."

"Have a good weekend, I'm gonna miss you." With that, he went in for a kiss, only to have Danni tilt her head to the side. So instead, Tucker planted a kiss into her shoulder. Then stood up and left.

(HOLY SHIT! A THIRD LINE!)

The group of four glided down the freeway, wind blowing through their hair and the radio turned up high. Kwan stood d his seat and screamed;

"WHOOO! VEGAS BABY!" Everyone else just laughed.

"C'mon! Just a little! Everyone's passing us!" Danny shouted over the wind with a smile.

"No." Dash replied. "I promised Jerry I would be the only one driving this car. Besides you're drinking."

"Oh what are you? A cop now?" Danny asked as he took a sip of his Budweiser ad slung his arm over the car door, despite the fact they were driving.. "Besides, you know I drive great when I'm drunk!"

"That's true; don't forget Danny was always our designated drunk driver." Tucker said as he took a sip of his own beer. Danny chuckled.

"Yeah well Kwan explain it to him." Dash said.

"Yeah my dad loves this car more then he loves me so…" He trailed off as everyone got the message.

"Whatever." Danny said as he leaned back in his chair. "I left my wife ad kid back home so I could come with you guys to Vegas. You know how hard that was?"

"That's really sweet Danny." Kwan responded.

"Yeah." Tucker added.

"Dudes I was being sarcastic. I fucking hate my life. I may never go back." He swung his head to look over at Tucker. "I might just stay in Vegas."

"Here we go." Dash said as he moved into another lane.

"Know what Dash, you better enjoy yourself cause come Sunday and you're gonna start dying… just a little bit… everyday."

"Yeah, that's why I've managed to stay single all this time." Kwan added.

"Oh really?" Tucker asked as he looked over at him."That's why you've been single all this time?" Kwan nodded.

"Good to know." Tucker said as Danny smiled at Kwan's obvious lying.

"Am I alright over there Kwan?" Dash asked.

"Yeah you're good." He replied as Dash made a move to move into the next lane.

BBBEEEEEEEPPPP! A large truck honked as Dash swerved back into the right lane to avoid being hit as everyone in the convertible screamed. They barely had time to change lanes once more as another car beeped at them.

"Oh my god!" Tucker screamed. Everyone, besides Dash, began to laugh.

"That was awesome!" Kwan shouted as Danny gave him a high-five.

"What!" Dash screamed. "That was NOT awesome! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!"

"That was insane!" Tucker said."We could've died!"

"You should have seen your face!" Kwan laughed as he looked over at Dash, who had a frown on his face. "That was classic!"

"That was funny!" Danny called with a smile.

"That was not funny." Dash snapped as he pressed his foot on the gas petal.

They were on their way to Sin City.

*Breathes heavily* Oh my god! This is sooo long! Well it's longer than any other of my chapters in my other story but who cares!

Seriously though, I want you opinion so please, please, PLEASE! Review.