A/N: Happy Easter everyone! :)
I feel like writing today, so here's an update! And thank you for the reviews!

(Brady's POV)

Okay, so that creature totally proved that we were on Kinkow. Home, sweet home, right? I missed it here. But there wasn't time to think about things like that because of that waka waka bug. I wanted to do something, mainly protect everyone, but I didn't know how. What to do, what to do? Then I remember something; I still had Mikayla's machete. There was only one thing that I could do, and to fight that giant bug. Yes, I did say fight. Back in Chicago I actually learned how to kick some butts, so it didn't have to be such a big problem. At least I hoped so.

"Everyone back away!" I exclaimed and without hesitating they did as they were told. Grasping the machete I turned to face the waka waka bug again.

"Let's do this," I said with determination in my voice.

(Mikayla's POV)

We were walking through the jungle, searching for the place where the plane crashed. Honestly I forgot where the place was but I still kept my mouth shut and didn't tell anyone that I was there. I was afraid of what was going to happen. I was afraid of facing Brady again. But why would I be afraid of that? I didn't know, I just was. I haven't seen him in two years and so everyone else. Boomer was going to see his brother again and no one could tell if he would be happy or mad. Boz would probably be happy, because he would get to finally meet his long lost brother. All of that was probably going to happen if we were succesfull at finding that place.

I don't know how long I've been thinking about these things until I noticed everyone stopped walking. At first I didn't know why, but then I saw smoke and it him me; We reached that place.

"There has to be the plane, behind the bushes!" Boomer exclaimed as he and Boz wanted to rush over there, but my dad stopped them.

"Easy," he said slowly, pulling them back. "It could be dangerous, let me look," he said and then he and the guards walked to the bushes with me following right behind. We uncovered the bushes to clear the view. My and everyone else's eyes widened.

There were still the six teenagers but also a boy fighting a waka waka bug. And that boy was Brady.

"Is that Brady fighting a waka waka bug?" Boomer asked and I almost jumped because I didn't notice that he and Boz joined us watching it too.

"I thought you said he didn't know how to fight," Boz told Boomer who just shrugged. They had a point. Where did Brady learn how to fight so well? It was amazing. Then I noticed something. What was that thing in his hand? It looked like my machete. But how... I looked at my case where I kept my machete and saw it was empty. Oh... I must have dropped it before I ran away! Oops...

I looked at Brady again who just knocked down the bug. Then the thing flew away. Brady smiled. To be honest, I was pretty amazing at what I just saw.

"What the heck was that?" a girl with brown mixed with blonde strand hair asked.

"That was amazing!" a boy who looked like Boz exclaimed. Wait... A boy who looked like Boz? How come I never noticed him? Unless... I looked at my left and saw that Boz was still next to Boomer. So I don't see doubles... good. But still, what is this?

"Yeah, go Brady! That's my bro!" suddenly Boomer yelled. They all turned to us, including Brady. Boomer's expression softened.

"Oh," he laughed nervously, "did I say it out loud?" I mentally facepalmed.

"Boom?" Brady said as he walked over to our hiding spot. We all stepped forward. "Mikayla, Mason?"

"Brady, who are these people?" a brown haired girl asked. It took Brady a few seconds to respond.

"Umm..." he rubbed the back of his neck.

"King Brady is that really you?" my dad spoke. Brady nodded slowly.

"Whoa, wait," a boy with long brown hair cut in. "King? What is going on?"

"All I know that my brother is back," Boomer smiled and pulled Brady in a hug. Brady was taken by a surprise but soon returned the hug. "I'm so sorry, Boomer."

"It's okay, Brady. I'm not mad at you, but please, never ever leave again," Boomer said as they pulled away. Brady smiled at him before he turned to the others who were staring at them.

"Guys, this is Boomer. He's my brother. And this is Mikayla and her father Mason," Brady explained.

"Cool, but how do you know them?" the girl with brown hair mixed with blonde strand asked.

Brady sighed. "Before I became a pilot, I used to live on this island and Boomer and I were the kings. Then I... then I left and went back to Chicago where Boomer and I used to life before. I became a pilot then and you know the rest of the story," he finished and everyone stared at him.

"So you're actually a king of this island?" the blonde girl asked. Brady nodded.

"Dude, that's awesome!" the girl with blonde strand in her hair exclaimed.

"Agreed," the boy with long hair said. "It's pretty sweet."

"Thanks, I guess," Brady said and then he turned to Boomer. "You're really not mad at me for leaving?"

Boomer shook his head, "Nah, it's okay. I was mad, but not anymore. But how come you crashed here? Are you really that bad at piloting?" he raised an eye brow.

"For your information I'm a brilliant pilot!" Brady defended himself, which made Boomer laugh a bit. "No, we were on our way to Paris for the Lemonade Mouth tour and we caught a storm and the lightings probably hit the plane's wing."

"Wait, what's Lemonade Mouth?" Boomer asked. That's a good question.

"Oh, sorry. This is Olivia White, Wen Gifford, Stella Yamada, Mo Banjaree, Charlie Delgado and Scott Pickett, the members of the band Lemonade Mouth," Brady introduced them to us.

"That's weird, I've never heard of them," Boomer scratched his head.

"Yeah, that is weird," I heard the Stella girl say.

Boomer just shrugged. "Oh, I almost forgot! Brady, this is Boz, our long lost brother," he said, then turned around, searching for Boz. "Boz?... Oh... Wow."

We all realized that Boz and the guy Wen who looked exactly like him were staring at each other.

"Whoa! You guys look alike!" Charlie exclaimed.

"Yeah, they totally do!" Mo agreed.

"Mason, please don't tell me that we have another brother," Boomer turned to my dad who shook his head.

"Don't worry, my king, there's only you three. Although the similarity of these two is kind of unbelievable," my dad said as he looked at the two red heads. He was right. It was unbelievable. They looked like twins! Sure, maybe their hairstyles were a bit different but in everything else they were alike. I wondered if their personalities were also the same... Hmm.

"So you're Wen, right?" Boz asked his 'twin'.

Wen nodded, "Yeah. And you are..."

"I'm Boz," he finished his sentence.

"So you're our brother?" Brady spoke to Boz. He nodded and then told Brady how he came to the island and also said something about him, like how he was raised by apes and other things.

"That's cool! But... how are we gonna tell who is who?" Brady then asked, looking at Boz and Wen.

"Oh, I have an idea!" Boomer exclaimed and reached for something into his pocket. "Who wants a banana?"

"Give me that!" Boz rushed over to his brother and took the banana from him. Boomer rolled his eyes and smiled.

"See? Plus, they both have different clothing style," he said and we all agreed on that.

"Okay," Stella spoke, "now that we cleared things up... how are we gonna get back home? I mean, we can't skip the tour."

"Then why don't you guys call off that tour and stay here for while?" Boz suggested. Everyone from Lemonade Mouth looked at each other.

"That would be really cool, but we can't call off the tour. What about the fans?" Mo asked.

"Yeah, that wouldn't be fair to them," Olivia said and everyone else nodded.

Everyone then started talking about it and just then Stella came with a phone in her hand.

"Alright, I called off the tour," she said.

"What?" Olivia, Wen, Mo, Charlie and Scott shouted.

"Calm down, I only called off the first two weeks when we were supposed to be in Paris, then we'll continue in the tour. I talked about everything with Mrs. Reznick, don't worry," she finished but no one of them seemed to be okay with that.

"But Stella, I thought you were looking forward for the tour," Mo said sadly.

"Yeah, and I still am, but I also want to stay here for a while, this seems like a fun island. Come on, you guys! It'll be fun!"

Mo sighed and looked at her band mates.

"So?" Stella asked, raising her eye brow.

"I guess we could stay for a while, what do you think guys?" Olivia asked

"Is it okay, Boo- I mean, your majesties?" Mo spoke to Boomer and Boz.

"I guess..." Boomer shrugged. "Mason?"

"I don't see problem in that. You can stay in the castle, we have two guest rooms, the girls can take one and the boys the other one," my dad said.

"Oh, and since you're a band," Boomer spoke, "you could perform in my club tomorrow night!"

"We'd so love that!" Stella exclaimed, grinning. "See guys, this is like a tour too!" she said as he turned to her now not so worried band mates.

"Then it's settled!" Boz exclaimed, clapping his hands together. "Let's head into the castle now, shall we?"

Everyone agreed and started following Mason, because of course, Boomer and Boz forgot the way back to the castle. I was about to start walking but I heard someone clearing his throat behind me. I turned around just to see, guess who, Brady.

"I suppose this is yours," he said, handing me my machete.

"Thanks," I said as I put it back into my case.

"So... are you mad?" he asked.

"For touching my machete?" I joked. "No, not all," I said, but he didn't laugh. His expression was truly serious.

"No, Mikayla, I meant if you are mad at me for, you know... For leaving the island," he said but sounded nervous at the end.

I sighed, remembering the reason why he left. "No, Brady, I'm not mad at you. I'm glad you're back," I told him.

"So are we cool?" he asked with hope in his voice.

"Actually..." I hesitated. Should I tell him that I like him? No, that would be crazy. This wasn't the right time. I would tell him, but not now, although I still wanted to know if he still had feelings for me.

"What?"

"I... yes, we're cool."

Brady's lips curved into a smile. I smiled as well, but inside I was actually nervous. Why the heck was I nervous? Do you know why? Because I don't.

Just then Brady and I joined the others.

"So a pilot, huh?" I asked, raising an eye brow.

Brady laughed a bit, "It was aunt Nancy's idea, okay?"

I laughed as well, "Sure."

(No one's POV)

"So Boz, why did you want them to stay?" Boomer asked his brother, as they were walking back to the castle.

"Oh, you know," Boz shrugged, "just wanted to get to know them better," he said as he glanced at the blonde that was walking in front of him.

A/N: I'm so sorry if my English is bad. But I'm trying, ok? :(