*Lola's P.O.V*

Me and the boys were watching the candy counter for Maddie, when I noticed two guys walk in.

"Mm-mmm, look what the hunk fairy just dropped off." London said, looking at the guys, "Jason Harrington and Kyle Lawford." She snapped her fingers and held her hand out, "Gloss me."

"Sorry, we're watching the counter for Maddie." Zack told her.

"We're not allowed to accept money, make change, or touch any of the merchandise." I said.

"Is there anything you can do?" London asked.

"I can shove twelve gummy worms up my nose, you wanna see?" Cody said. London looked purely horrified.

"No one wants to see that, Cody." I told him, as Maddie walked up to the counter.

"Oh, there you are. Where have you been? Never mind. Gloss me candy girl." She snapped her fingers at Maddie, just like she'd done to us.

Maddie snapped her fingers, mocking London, and said, "Off the clock." Before pushing London aside. "Thanks guys." She said, as Zack handed Maddie her bag.

"No problem, sweet thang!" Zack said. I rolled my eyes.

"Awh." Maddie smiled, "Call me in 10 years."

"London?" One of those guys said. London licked her lips, since she still hadn't gotten her lip gloss, and ran over to the guy.

"Kyle!" London said, as we followed her over.

"Hey!" Kyle said to London.

"Small world!" London said.

"Uh, hi. I'm Jason." The other guy said to Maddie, shaking her hand.

"Hi, I'm...um...uh..."

"Maddie!" Cody told her.

"What he said." Maddie said, giggling.

"So, do you come to the Tipton Hotel often?" Jason asked.

"Oh, it's like I live here." Maddie said.

"So, Kyle, you in town for the Usher concert?" London asked.

"Semester break. Our parents arrive from Aspen tomorrow, then we fly to Bermuda. Our Moms lost their tans skiing." Kyle said.

"Oh, I hate when that happens." Maddie said. What is she talking about? I don't even think Maddie's ever been skiing! "Well, as we say, gotta jet!" She said, looking at her watch. Maddie headed for the door, Cody and I decided to go up to our suite, while Zack went to talk to Maddie, probably about Jason. I saw the way Zack was glaring at him.

Me and my brothers were in the living room, in our pyjamas since it was fairly late already. We were looking for the baseball in the coat closet, since we wanted to play, when we heard voices from outside the suite.

"Did you hear somebody say 'Whoo'?" Cody asked.

"It must be Maddie!" Zack exclaimed. Like every night, she was babysitting us, but was running late for some reason. I think it's because she had a date. "Get down!" Zack ordered, so Cody got on his hands and knees. Zack stood on his back and looked through the peephole, while I pressed my ear against the door to hear what was going on.

I couldn't hear that well, but I heard London say something about going to the rooftop without Maddie and Jason.

"So, I guess I should say goodbye?" I heard Jason say. And then I think he suggested that Maddie invites him into her suite. Wait, Maddie doesn't live here...

I pressed my ear harder against the door, trying to get better earshot.

"My sweet what?" I heard Maddie ask. I rolled my eyes. I just don't get why teenage girls go all giddy and clueless around boys. I mean, I know I kinda acted like that when I first met Nick, but we all know how that ended up. "Oh, my suite, in the hotel, where I live, because I'm rich... No, you can't come in."

Did Maddie just say she's rich? Okay, did she drink too much on her date or something?

"I think that creep's trying to kiss her!" Zack said, still looking through the peephole, "Man, if I was five years older and two feet taller..."

"I'd be squashed." Cody said, his voice strained from the weight of Zack. I just chuckled in amusement.

"So, you're leaving tomorrow," Maddie began. I could hear her much better now, I think she'd moved closer to the door. "So I guess we should-"

"Should start kissing now." I heard Jason say. Damn, Zack's not going to like that.

"But I hardly know you." Maddie said.

"Well, as a goodbye kiss?" Jason suggested. I didn't hear anything after that. Then Cody shifted under Zack's weight, causing Zack to topple, Zack grabbed onto me for support, which caught me by surprise and since I was wearing socks on a wooden floor, it was easy for me to lose my balance and slip, pulling Zack down with me. I honestly felt sorry for Cody, since we both landed on top of him.

We quickly got up, and Zack and Cody switched places, so Cody stood on Zack's back and looked through the peephole, while I pressed my ear against the door again. I didn't hear much of their conversation, but I did hear Jason say, "Not before you say goodbye." And I think we all know what that meant.

"They're kissing goodbye." Cody said, watching through the peephole. I smiled.

"Couldn't they just say goodbye?" Zack whined.

The next morning, me, Zack and Cody sat at the kitchen table, eating breakfast, while Maddie was in the other room packing her stuff, since she spent the night.

"Hey, thanks for letting me stay the night." Maddie said, walking in with her suitcase.

"Sure, no problem." Mom said, leaning on one of the chairs, "So, word on the street is that Jason's kinda cute." Zack rolled his eyes at the mention of Jason.

"Oh, beyond. And he thinks I'm the most intelligent, beautiful, down-to-earth, rich girl he's ever met." Maddie said.

"Okay, whoa, back up," Mom walked over to Maddie, "Rich?"

"It's complicated?" Maddie said, though it came out as more of a question. Mom raised her eyebrows. "I was doing London a favour," Maddie explained, "It's not like I wanted to do it."

"Oh, yeah, must've been torture to have to kiss that boy." Mom said. Maddie's eyebrows furrowed. "Cat's told me." Mom explained. Maddie turned to look at us, but we just put our heads down and innocently continued to eat our breakfast. "So, when are you gonna tell him the truth?"

"Never. He's gone. It was only for one night, and I'll never have to see him again." Maddie replied.

"Maddie?" Zack spoke up, as the three of us got down from the table, "Will you take us to the park on your way home?"

"Sure, c'mon." Maddie smiled.

"Don't bring back another homeless squirrel!" Mom told us sternly.

"Aww." We whined. Me and Cody followed Maddie out, but Zack stayed back to answer the phone that started ringing just as we left. As we left the suite, the elevator opened and Jason walked out with two other people, who looked like his parents.

"Oh no." Maddie mumbled, hiding behind me and Cody.

"Maddie," Jason smiled, "These are my parents." He said, as Maddie stood up straight.

"Hi. I, uh, thought you'd be on your way to Bermuda by now." She said.

"Well, so did we, but Jason insisted on another night in Boston." Jason's father said, eyeing Maddie, "And now I know why."

"Jason has spoken of nothing but you. All the way from the lobby, up to our room. And our room is on a very high floor." His mother said. Maddie smiled.

"You checking out?" Jason asked, looking at Maddie's suitcase with a hint of disappointment.

"Um, uh..."

"Uh, no, she's moving to the top floor." Cody jumped in.

"Yes, the imperial suite." I added, putting emphasis on "imperial".

"Her old suite was the wrong shade of beige." Cody explained. Beige, really?

"Well, we were just coming down to invite you to dinner. I convinced them to take us to Club Nouveau." Jason told Maddie.

"Really? Wow!" Maddie said, "I can't go." She stated. Jason and his parents looked disappointed. "Yeah, I promised I'd babysit the triplets tonight."

"Oh, yes, Jason told us about your charity work with indigent children." Jason's mother said. Charity work?! Indigent?!

"Guys!" Zack said, running into the hall, "Hey, Josh called, we're sleeping over at his house tonight."

"Excellent, now you can join us." Jason's father said.

"Uh...I..."

"We're on the top floor as well. In fact, we'll pick you up. Seven o'clock sharp." He said, before they all left, leaving Maddie, Zack, Cody and myself in the middle of the hallway, thinking about how much of a disaster this all is.

We went back into our suite with Maddie, and now she was pacing around the room while we sat on the edge of the coffee table.

"What am I going to do?" Maddie stressed.

"Here's a wild thought, tell him the truth." I said.

"I don't think so! I mean, if I tell him now, Jason will look like a fool. And I will look like..."

"A lying gold digger?" Cody suggested. I gave him an elbow to the ribs, as we all looked at him incredulously. "Which you're not!" He exclaimed obviously.

"How am I gonna get out of this?!" Maddie whined.

"We'll help you with Jason." I told her. Zack leaned in closer to me.

"Why would help my future wife hook up with some other dude?" He asked me.

"Because he's leaving tomorrow and she'll owe you big time." Cody said.

"Okay," Zack began, as we got up and walked over to Maddie, "Here's what we do. First, we need to get you an imperial suite."

"Do you have any idea how much they cost?" Maddie asked.

"Awh, she's thought we were gonna pay." Cody said.

"That's sweet." I said.

"No. We don't pay, Baby." Zack said. Maddie looked a little scared, but most people do when they're involved with our plans. Zack explained the plan to Maddie, and then we set off.

First, we went to the lobby to get the key card. Me and Cody walked passed the front desk, and Cody "accidentally" slipped, and then I "accidentally" fell on top of him. We both got up, moaning and groaning, as most of the staff came over.

"Oh no! I think I hurt my coccyx!" Cody said. I gave him a "really?" look.

"And I think my wrist is broken!" I said, going for a more normal body part, unlike my idiot brother. I saw Zack grab the key card and swipe it on the computer, then he gave us the signal. I gave Cody a subtle nudge, nodding towards Zack.

"All better now, thank you." Cody told everyone, as we walked away from the crowd of concerned adults.

Next, we tracked down Esteban, since we knew he was doing London's dry cleaning, which meant he would have at least one item of London's clothing. We found him coming out of the elevator and sure enough, he was carrying one of London's expensive, designer dresses.

"Hey, Esteban, Moseby's yelling for ya." I said, as we ran up to him.

"For me? But he never yells for me... He yells at me, but only when I deserve it. He is a great man." Esteban said, smiling.

"Well, you're keeping a great man waiting." Zack said.

"Oh, but this dress must go to London." He said.

"We'll take it." Cody said.

"Oh, bless you little blonde peoples!" Esteban grinned, giving the dress to Cody. Huh, that was easier than I thought.

Once we had the dress, we met Maddie in the imperial suite, where she put the dress on. I have to say, she looked gorgeous.

"Check it out!" Zack said, "It's a Paris original, from London!" Huh, I just realised how ironic that is.

"How do I look?" Maddie asked.

"Beautiful." I said.

"Rich!" Zack said.

"Good." Maddie said. The doorbell rang and me, Zack and Cody ran to answer it.

"Enter." Zack said as we opened the door.

"Oh, look, you put the little inner-city boys to work." Jason's mother said. "They're so cute... Make sure you check their pockets before they leave." She muttered to Maddie. I rolled my eyes.

"Fabulous view. I can see the park from here." Jason's father said.

"Yes, that's what trees look like before you cut them down." Jason said. His father simply chuckled.

"Our little rebel." His mother said.

"My son doesn't approve of what I do. Even though it pays for everything he does." His father said, becoming a little agitated.

"I know, why don't we all come back up here after the dinner that George pays for, and look at the trees that Jason loves, and have dessert delivered by that cute Latin waiter I enjoy." Jason's mother suggested, earning a look from her husband.

"Uh, shouldn't we be heading out? I hear Club Nouveau is off the hook." Maddie said.

"Actually, all the Boston papers say that the hottest ticket in town is right here at The Tipton. It's Carey Martin, the indigent's mother." Jason's mother said.

"She's great! If you only have one night here, you've gotta see her!" Cody exclaimed.

"Although I'm sure we can find someone just as good who is not at this hotel." Maddie said, giving Cody a "shut up" look.

"Nonsense, we have reservations." Jason's father said. Maddie laughed nervously.

"So do I." She muttered.

We followed Jason, Maddie and Jason's parents into the lobby and made sure they got passed the lobby without Maddie blowing her cover.

"Keep it moving, folks! Only the best table for my friends!" Zack said, as they walked into the lounge, where Mom was performing.

"But I don't want your Mom to see us." Maddie whispered to us.

"Which is way in the back behind a pole!" I added, yelling after Jason and his parents. Maddie followed them in, as me and my brothers turned to each other.

"We're good!" We said in unison, doing our handshake (A/N: They do the handshake at around 0:34. Imagine it as a three-way handshake). We started running towards the elevator, to get the imperial suite ready, when we saw the famous wrestler, The Amputator walk in.

"Mr. Amputator!" Moseby said, walking over to him.

"Moseby." The Amputator said, as they shook hands.

"Good to see you again." Moseby said, "Another wrestle royale at the garden?"

"The Amputator's here!" Zack exclaimed, "He's my favourite wrestler!"

"Your imperial suite awaits." Moseby told The Amputator. Uh oh.

"And he's staying in Maddie's suite!" Cody said in alarm.

"Is that the expensive one?" The Amputator asked Moseby, as they walked over to the front desk. Me and the boys jumped on one of the couches to get a better look and so we could eavesdrop.

"Everything at The Tipton is expensive." Moseby said.

"Perfect. 'Cause the promoter's paying for it." He said.

"What do we do now? We have to get him out of that suite before Maddie gets back!" Cody panicked.

"Just stall him. When I'm done with that room, he's gonna wish he never checked in." Zack smirked, holding up his multi-tool.

"Ooh, I'll help." I grinned, and followed Zack into the elevator. When we got the the suite, I was on lookout for Mr. Moseby or anyone else who could bust us, while Zack got to work. Firstly, he crawled under the table and undid the screws on it. I stayed by the door, until I heard the phone ring. Zack was busy messing with the sink, so I went to answer it. I hesitated, in case it was Moseby or something, so I answered and disguised my voice slightly.

"Hello?"

"Get out now! I'm warning Maddie!" Cody's voice said, before the line went dead.

"Zack! The Amputator's coming, we need to get out!" I told Zack. Zack nodded, and we put our next prank into action. Zack put a quarter in the middle of the floor, and we stood in our hiding place.

Soon enough, The Amputator came through the door and instantly spotted the quarter. As he bent down to pick it up, me and Zack made a run for it, and Zack pulled on the string that was connected to the quarter, so he got it back. As we shut the door behind us, we bumped into London. Oh dear.

"I have been looking for you! Esteban told me he gave you my Paris original. Where is it?" She demanded.

"Paris?" I said, as me and Zack made a run for it, only to have London follow us. Zack tried to tell her some unbelievable story as to where her dress was, but she wasn't buying it. She grabbed our wrists, stopping us from running away.

"I'm telling the truth! Your dress was eaten by wild, Argentinian moths!" Zack said, but even someone as dumb as London wouldn't believe that.

"Give me my dress right now!" She demanded, as Cody walked out of the elevator.

"You told her we gave it to Maddie?!" He asked. I gave him a "shut up!" look. London gasped.

"No!" Zack said.

"G-Good, 'cause, we didn't do that." Cody said nervously.

"I'm telling Moseby right now!" London said.

"No, we'll take you to Maddie. You win." Zack said. Me and Cody exchanged a look, then looked at him. Zack flicked his head towards the closet and we instantly knew what he was thinking. We nodded and played along. "She's changing in here." Zack told London, leading her over to the closet.

"In here?" London asked, confused. She looked in, giving us the chance to shove her into the closet and slam the door, putting a chair up against the door to keep her in. It may have been a little rational to lock her in the closet, but what else could we do? Let her ruin everything for Maddie?

We ran back to the imperial suite and found the fusebox just around the corner from the suite, so we shut the power off and we waited for The Amputator to leave the suite. I mean, with the damage we caused, he won't wanna stay in there. And soon enough, we heard the door open and watched The Amputator leave with a slight limp. Once he was gone, Cody turned the power back on and closed the fusebox and we went into the suite.

"Alright, let's put this puppy back together." Zack said, taking out his multi-tool. Once we fixed everything, we called Maddie and told her it was safe to come back.

"Okay, they're coming." Cody said, after putting the phone down.

"We are so good." Zack said.

"Is there a hall of fame for this kinda stuff?" I asked.

"Yes, it's called prison." A voice said from behind us. Oh no. We spun round and saw Mr. Moseby and The Amputator stood in the doorway.

"Mr. Moseby!" We said in unison.

"There's two of them?!" The Amputator asked in horror, "And a girl one?!"

"Hm, except in my dreams, where I see them by the hundreds." Moseby said. And if that wasn't bad enough, Maddie, Jason and his parents walked in, and Mom!

"Oh boy." Maddie said, seeing Moseby and The Amputator.

"What are all these people doing in your suite?" Jason's father asked.

"Amputator? I loved your last steel cage grudge match! And when your shirt came off... Bravo." Jason's mother said. Okay, creepy.

"Thank you." The Amputator said awkwardly.

"No, thank you." She said dreamily. Okay, even more creepy.

"Maddie, what's going on?" Jason asked.

"Uh, what's going on is..."

"Aha!" London yelled, appearing at the door. She had obviously managed to get out of the closet, but there was still a bucket on her foot. "Get out of my dress!" She ordered, walking over to Maddie as easily as she could with the bucket. It was quite amusing, I must say.

"What does she mean 'her dress'?" Jason asked.

"She designed it!" Zack tried to say.

"Let it go." Mom said, pulling him back by the collar of his shirt.

"She means...it's not mine. I'm not rich. I work at the hotel as the candy counter girl." Maddie confessed.

"I knew she wasn't rich." Jason's father said, "She's too nice."

"I don't know what I was thinking. I was pretending to be something that... I'm not. And I'm sorry." Maddie said, before she ran out in tears. Mom let go of us to run after her.

"So... Do body slams always hurt?" Jason's mother asked The Amputator. He just looked uncomfortable. I would be too.

The next day, we were in the lobby with Mom. We were bored out of our minds because she grounded us.

"Mom, I can't believe you took away our TV!" Zack whined.

"Let's review, shall we?" Mom said. Oh boy, here it comes, "You destroyed the imperial suite, you almost ruined my show, you locked London in a closet and you injured a professional wrestler." Okay, well, when she says it like that it sounds bad.

"All to help a friend." I said.

"And that should be it's own reward." Mom said.

"Mom!" We all said in unison.

"Mom come on!" Cody whined. We tried whining some more, before she walked out of the lobby, and we decided to go up to our suite. We started walking towards the elevator, when we saw Maddie and Jason talking. We couldn't hear what they were saying, but we did see them kiss. I smiled. She finally got her happy ending.

"Again?! How many times do they have to say goodbye?!" Zack complained. I rolled my eyes.

"Get over it." Me and Cody said in unison, pushing Zack into the elevator.

Later that day, me and the boys found The Amputator by the front desk, just before he checked out. Cody ran over and jumped on his back, while me and Zack were wrapped around each of his ankles.

"Say your prayers, Amputator, your going down!" Cody said. The Amputator simply started walking towards the door.

"The Triplet Terrors have him in a sleeper hold!" I exclaimed.

"Apparently, not asleep yet." Zack said, as The Amputator continued to walk across the lobby with us attached to his legs, and Cody on his back.