Metal's body was telling him to get up but his head was saying other wise. He sat up slowly, covering his eyes in the process. The sunlight burnt into his eyes like lasers.

AN: (I got that from Animal Crossing. No lies.)

He groaned and slowly began the process of removing his hands from his eyes. Adjusting to the sunlight, he turned to Indie who was dribbling on the pillow. 'Indie. Wake up.' He groaned. 'Indie.'

Indie rolled over and began snoring again. Metal sighed and stretched slowly, preparing himself to move. 'Indie.' He said again before getting out of the bed like a snail. He grunted and stood up, only to sit back down. 'Indie.' He said one final time before using most of his energy to throw a pillow at Indie's head rather hard. 'I hate you Metal!' He cried.

'Well too bad.' Metal rubbed his head.

'Why do we even have to get up? It's the holiday.' Indie moaned.

'I want to explore this island. Plus, it will be good to get some fresh air.' Metal stood up and slowly walked to the bathroom. Even the sound of running water hurt as he turned on the tap, splashing water on his face. 'UHH.' He groaned loudly.

Indie looked up and accidently rolled of the bed while trying to get out of it. 'No.' He said loudly.

'Come on dude. Get up.' Metal kicked the fallen Indie lightly.

'No-one else is up.' Indie yawned.

'I bet you someone is. Lemme check downstairs.' Metal quickly put on a t-shirt on and opened the door. He had to use the railing for support as he slowly climbed down the stairs. Metal rubbed his eyes as he came to the final steps and entered the living area. As his hands left his eyes, Metal could see Intern 2 and Scene kissing. 'I knew someone was up.'

Scene and Intern 2 jumped and turned around. 'Metal?!' Intern 2 stuttered.

'Morning.' He grinned. 'Love in paradise then?' Metal slowly walked over to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of apple juice.

'Well, last night was rather…' Scene blushed.

'Oh yeah, the crush talk.' Metal nodded as he downed the whole glass of apple juice.

'No, the whole spin the bottle thing.' Intern 2 looked at Scene and she looked just as confused.

'You guys played spin the bottle? Woah, that's crazy.' Metal poured another glass.

'You played too Metal.' Scene told him.

Metal stopped and put the apple juice down. 'I'm sorry, what?'

'You played too, remember?' Intern 2 looked back at Metal.

'Who'd I kiss?' Metal said in a harsh tone.

'Hip-Hop, Indie and Idol.' Scene giggled. But Metal didn't find it as funny and he quickly drank the apple juice and took a seat on one of the arm chairs. Intern 2 and Scene looked at each other and frowned.

/

Indie felt his whole body ache and he sighed. 'Well, Metal hasn't come back so I think it's ok to go downstairs.' He said to himself, as he used the wall to help him get up. Indie carefully made his way out to the landing and closed his door. He heard Hip-Hop open his door and step out.

'Hey Indie.' Hip-Hop said quietly before making his way downstairs, with Indie not far from him.

'What even happened last night?' Indie laughed.

'Who knows?' Hip-Hop smiled entering the living area. Suddenly their laughter died down and they looked at each other before looking back at Metal who had his head in his hands. 'What's wrong with Metal?' Hip-Hop asked.

Intern 2 made his way to Indie and Hip-Hop. 'I think, he thinks that he's cheated on his wife or something.'

'Why? Did Metal bring in a chick last night?' Indie asked.

'No, we all played spin the bottle, if you actually forgot.' Intern 2 looked over at Metal and frowned.

Hip-Hop suddenly remembered Metal kissing him and he groaned. 'We're never playing that again.'

Indie laughed. 'I don't remember anyone kissing me!'

Intern 2 smiled. 'Yeah, because no-one did.'

Indie frowned. 'Shut up Intern 2.'

'Well Metal did, but on the cheek.' Intern 2 laughed. 'Now, he thinks he's a bad husband.'

Hip-Hop sighed. 'Poor dude.'

Indie nodded. 'He wanted a break and this happens.'

'Well, we can have a meeting when everyone gets up and talk about it.' Intern 2 offered.

'Better than awkwardness.' Hip-Hop agreed.

Indie sighed. 'I didn't want a meeting while on holiday but this is important.'

/

Idol tried to pull the covers over her but kicked around felt nothing. If I'm not in bed, then where am I? she thought attempting to get up. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the light and she looked around. 'Scene?' She rubbed her eyes and knelt up. 'Why am I on the floor?' She looked down at her pajamas and looked back up. 'I'm gonna have a shower.' She told herself making her way to the bathroom.

/

Techno stretched and yawned. The last thing she could remember was her and Dubstep dancing till they fell asleep.

'Dubstep?' She called out hoping for a reply.

'[What?]' Dubstep said sleepily.

'Last night was awesome.' She smiled.

'[I told you I would choose an awesome mix for the holiday.]'

'Well, you do not disappoint.' She rolled off the bed and stood up. 'Come on, I heard people talking downstairs. I wanna know what's up.'

Dubstep groaned. '[5 more minutes.]'

Techno walked over to him and slapped his arm. 'Get up!'

He opened his eyes and glared at her. '[I don't wake you up.]'

'What if it's important?' Techno frowned.

'[Fiiiine.]' He pulled himself up and held out his hand. '[Get me up, please.]'

She rolled her eyes and took his hand. To her surprise, he pulled her into his arms and rolled over, pulling her back on to the bed.

'Dubstep!' She laughed. He stuck out his tongue and she sighed.

/

Idol pulled out some relaxing clothes for the day and did her make-up. She was finally ready to go downstairs. She opened the door and made her way to the living area.

'Morning every-' Idol began but looked at everyone's sad faces sitting down. 'Lord, did something happen?'

Indie nodded. 'Once everyone is down, we can talk about it.'

Idol looked around, no-one was missing (apart from T&D but that was normal) so no-one could have died.

'I'm gonna call them down.' Indie sighed. 'TECHNO. DUBSTEP.'

/

Techno and Dubstep suddenly stopped laughing and froze.

'Come on D, we need to go.' Techno rolled off the bed again.

'[Don't want to make the boss angry.]' Dubstep sighed.

They opened the door and left.