AN: TIMELINE- at the end of War Paint 2, Tommy starts looking for a way to remove the paint faster.

The next day is Lack of Foresight punishment

Now it is 3 days later with a conert "tomorrow"

And yes, this is a repost, because it needed to follow the timeline and it just fits better here!

Brian's POV

I'm going into the 3rd day of looking like a monster, thanks to TommyJoe. I knew Tommy would be getting in huge trouble for this and also I had a very strong feeling that Adam was going to force us to end the prank war. I knew I had to get in at least one last prank before that happened.

Adam gave me the same talk that he also gave to Tommy about the pranks staying innocent or he would force us to end them. I knew the final prank to get back at Tommy. Yea, he is going to hate me for it, but what fun is it if he still loves me after this?

As everyone knows, tacos are one of Tommy's only loves in the world. We just stopped at Taco Bell earlier today and I know he bought like 10 extra to stash for later… I was getting pretty hungry and I'm pretty sure Tommy went back to bed. Time to steal Tommy's tacos.

I made sure he was sleeping and then headed towards the kitchen. As fast as I could, I grabbed all of the tacos and headed outside. I had to eat them away from the house so that he wouldn't find the wrappers. I needed to think he was only dreaming about buying the extra tacos. I scarfed them down and dumped the wrappers in a dumpster along with some other things. I was smart enough to bring a few more things to throw away so that I could efficiently burry the wrappers. I headed back inside to my room and proceeded to take a nice hot shower.

As I let the hot water caress my skin, deep in thoughts of the prank but also of the upcoming concert tonight, I was pulled out of my thoughts by a scream. It could have only come from one person. A Mr. Tommy Joe Ratliff. I quickly got out of the shower, got changed, and headed out into the kitchen.

"Tommy, what the hell are you screaming about? I was having such a relaxing shower then this? What's your problem?"

"SOMEONE STOLE MY TACOS!" He screamed in pure agony.

"Umm, Tommy, what are you talking about? What tacos?"

"The tacos that I bought earlier today. Where are they?"

"Umm, you've been asleep all day. You never got any tacos. I think you were dreaming."

"No, I wasn't! I remember I woke up super early and was hungry so I went for some tacos. I don't mess around when it comes to them. I know they are here somewhere!" He exclaimed.

It was very hard to not burst out into laughter. "I'm sorry Tommy, but I really think you are losing it man. Why don't you go lay down for a bit more?"

"No. Brian. I am serious. I even have the receipt to prove it." He exclaimed! And ran upstairs to go get it.

Shit. I forgot about that. Now what do I do?

Tommy came back a few minutes later holding the damned receipt. "See Brian? I told you it was real. I went and got tacos today at 11:47 AM. So, Brian, I will ask again: WHERE THE HELL ARE MY TEN TACOS?"

I knew I was screwed and should just own up to it now, but I just couldn't bring myself to do that yet. "Are you sure you didn't eat them all? I mean, I know you and your tacos, you always eat them so fast so are you sure you didn't eat them?" I was trying to stall. I had totally forgotten about the receipt. I should have trashed that as well.

"Yes, Brian, for the last time. I ate 5 and put the extra 10 in the fridge so I could eat them later."

Well, I guess I should just admit to stealing them. Tommy is not falling for this. "Alright, Tommy, alright. I stole your tacos…" His facial expression changed from irritated to enraged in a matter of seconds. I had to explain before he lost it… "HEY HEY LISTEN FIRST, you painted my face into a monster for 5 days, therefore you totally deserve to have your tacos stolen. Maybe this will teach you not to mess with me because I know your weakness Tommy, tacos."

"Really Brian? Really? You get back at me for paining your face by stealing me food. WHAT IF I STARVED TO DEATH…?"

Oh Tommy, always the drama queen. "You would not have starved to death Tommy and you know that. Taco Bell is only like 2 minutes from here. Just go buy more."

"I think it is you, Brian, who will be buying me more tacos. NOW. Let's go!"

"But I'm not ready yet…"

"Sure you are. You don't look like shit, therefore you are good to go." I questioned Tommy's logic sometimes.

"Ugh, fine. Come on…" I sighed, defeated.

LATER THAT NIGHT: Tommy's POV

That night we had to get back on the bus. This time we were traveling to Iowa. I really don't know much about Iowa other than they grow all the delicious corn.

I was getting ready for bed when Adam came in. "Hey Adam, what's up?"

"Nothing Glitters. I was going to head to bed. Come join me?" Adam had his private room on the bus.

"Of course. Let's go!" He opened the door and I slipped passed him, jumping onto his huge bed… what, I'm a little kid when it comes to jumping on beds. It's not my fault they are so bouncy!

Adam just started to laugh. "Oh Tommy. What am I going to do with you, hu?"

"I have no idea Babyboy, no idea at all," I teased.

Adam started stalking towards me very slowly. He was definitely up to something. I kept my eyes trained on his, hoping something in his look would give away his ans. But oh no, he wanted to play tonight. "Turn over onto your stomach." He ordered and I complied. "Hands above your head, grasping the headboard."

This was going to be a fun night… or so I thought. He climbed onto the bed, sitting on my back, like he usually does. What I didn't expect was to feel him start tickling me…"Oh… Adam, no stop, please… ahhhhh please…" he continued to tickle me. "Cant… breath… Adam… please stop…" This was torture. He continued tickling for what seemed like hours but was only a minute or two, until he finally stopped and flipped me back over onto my back.

"What was that for Adam?" I asked.

He just smirked at me. "I don't know, Tommy. Just trying to help you relax. Brian told me about the tacos."

"He did?" I gulped. "Am I in trouble?" I had no idea what Brian told him. Had no idea if he was trying to get me in trouble or anything.

Adam shook his head and started laughing. "Of course you aren't in trouble. He told me that he stole your tacos and you yelled at him telling him to go buy you more." He kept laughing. "Quite honestly, I'm surprised you didn't try to kill him. I know how you get about your tacos, babe!"

I had to start laughing too! "Yea, well I did think about ripping his head off but then I would still be without tacos. So I did the less popular option and made him buy me more instead of killing him." I explained.

"Well I am very glad you didn't kill him. You know how stressful it gets trying to find new band members. Not to mention, I don't want to end up in jail for helping you hide the body either!" We both started laughing at that.

"I love you Adam,"

"I love you too, Tommy Joe. So much!"

He leaned over and gave me a soft, tender kiss, as we laid down together, talking about random nonsense, and eventually drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

AN: Just some revenge and a little fluff.

The next chapter will be the concert, becuase we MUST know if the paint ever came off... Then the "real punishment will follow that.

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