"AAAWWWWWWWW!!!!!" Dee shouted. "Mountain Dew!!!"
Nikki stood looking at Brian. "We need to get that Mountain Dew away from her."
"I know," Brian said sadly.
"Ok. I'll get the Mountain Dew away from her. You hide the microphone and get the rope. Then we can tie her down until the people from Jamestown come."
"Ok."
Nikki turned to Dee. "Hey, Dee! Can I have some of that Mountain Dew?"
"NO!!!! IT'S MINE!!" Dee shouted while guarding her pop. "NO!!!" Nikki's ear started ringing from Dee's shouts
Nikki rubbed her ear and continued, "Ok, ok, calm down. Here. I'll trade you." Nikki offered the microphone to Dee.
Dee looked from the pop to the microphone. She hesitated and after a moment of contemplation, she tossed the pop to Nikki, "Here, catch."
"Good job. Now, please "wow" us with your singing."
Dee turned to A.J. and whispered, "Psst! A.J.! Give me another can."
A.J. tossed the Mountain Dew to Dee. She shook it up and sprayed it all over Nikki. She turned and headed to the door. A.J. and Dee ran out the door and knocked over the Jamestown folks.
Nikki quickly wiped her face with her sleeve and ran over them. The Jamestown people got knocked down again. She was outside just a few steps behind them.
"HEY!! A.J.!!! DID YOU FORGET SOMETHING???" She held up his hat and sunglasses.
A.J. turned and looked at Nikki with his hat and sunglasses. Then he ran right for them. Dee grabbed his and tried to stop him.
"NO!!!!" she shouted. It was too late. The Jamestown people grabbed A.J. and Dee. Dee and A.J. shared a padded room.
A few days later, Nikki went to visit them. She carried the hat, sunglasses, and Dee's microphone. She looked at them and started, "The doctors say you're doing so well that you can have your things back..." Nikki tossed the microphone to Dee and handed A.J. his hat and sunglasses.
Dee turned to A.J. and said, "Remember what we agreed to do when we got sharp things?" Dee and A.J. got up quickly and pushed Nikki over. Then they ran down the hall and knocked down the people who were in their way. Nikki was shocked. Brian ran into the room and helped Nikki up. Dee and A.J. hopped into Dee's silver jag and were off.
Nikki and Brian ran after them. They got into Brian's silver BMW.
"Where do you think they went?" Nikki asked.
"Orlando," Brian said without hesitation. They drove for an hour before they saw them again.
"Look there they are!" Brian shouted.
"Yeah, but they're so far ahead of us," Nikki replied.
"Don't worry. We're catching up," Brian said hopefully.
A.J. looked from the road to Dee to the speedometer. 110 mph. A.J. shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Don't you think we should slow down?" he said nervously.
"Don't worry. I took lessons from Jeff Gordon," she said confidently.
"Ok," A.J. replied. He still didn't feel safe.
Dee looked in the rearview mirror. "They're catching up.......Put on your seat belt." A.J. didn't question it. He quickly grabbed the seat belt and fastened it. Dee glanced at A.J..
They looked up, "AAWWWWWW!!!!!!"
"They're slowing down," said a very confused Brian.
"Weird..." Nikki replied. "I wonder why."
"I don't know."
Dee came to a quick stop. She stopped just inches away from what blocked their path. Nick stood fearlessly in front of the silver jag.
He firmly said, "Get out of the car." Dee and A.J. obeyed. They were too shocked to say anything. "Step away from the vehicle." As Dee and A.J. reluctantly obeyed, Nick started singing, "STOP! IN THE NAME OF LOVE! BEFORE YOU BREAK MY HEART...." Howie, who had heard enough, ran out from behind the bushes.
"Stop singing, Nick!" he shouted as he ran toward him.
Meanwhile, Brian and Nikki stared ahead. "Is that Nick?" she asked.
"Yep. And there's Howie!" Brian exclaimed.
"What are they doing there?"
"I don't know," Brian responded.
"Don't sing! Don't sing! Don't sing!" Howie repeated. He rushed at Nick and pushed him down. Nikki and Brian pulled up as Kevin stepped out from behind the bushes.....

Kevin stepped out from behind the bushes. He wore black clothes with a long, black trench coat that blow in the wind. He looked like something straight out of the Matrix. He stood silently witnessing the chaos. Nick and Howie were still fighting. Dee and A.J. looked at the two of them. They tried not to laugh. Brian and Nikki had gotten out of the car. They watched Howie and Nick. They were deciding whether to laugh at them or stop them. Kevin noticed the BMW. He walked toward it. Nobody noticed him. They were all too busy watching Nick and Howie. He stood by the driver's side. He noticed the keys were still in the ignition. He got in and took off. Kev drove quickly past Brian. Dee and A.J. looked at Kev with the car then at each other. They ran for Dee's car and took off. Howie and Nick stopped fighting and stared up in amazement. Nikki watched as Dee, A.J., and Kev drove off. Brian stared at his car. Nikki was the first to speak, "Welllll......what do we do now?" Nick and Howie looked at each other and shrugged. They stood for a few minutes trying to figure out what to do. A black car drove up and offered them a ride.......

The driver rolled down the window and yelled, "Need a ride?" Nick walked up to the window and leaned in. "Yeah, we do. Where are you headed?" "Orlando." "Cool," Nick turned to the others, "Hey guys! He's headed to Orlando. Isn't that where we want to go?" "Yes!" Howie shouted. "Get in the back," the driver said. "Ok," Nick said as he opened the door. Howie got in the car and Nick turned to Brian and Nikki again. "Are you coming?" Nikki looked at Brian and thought, "He's not going anywhere." She walked up to Nick and whispered, "Are you sure this is a good idea? We don't know this guy." "Oh, don't worry about it. It's just this one guy. There's four of us. We'll protect you." Nikki rolled her eyes, "Fine." She walked back to Brian. "Brian.....It's ok. This guy is going to give us a ride to Orlando. We'll get your car back. Kev won't hurt it. Come on." Brian was still staring in the direction the car was going. "My car. My little bimmer," he whined, "Come back little bimmer. I love you, little bimmer." Nikki gave his sleeve a little tug, "Brian, it'll be ok. We'll get it back. Don't worry. I promise your car will be ok. Come on." Brian looked at her and followed her to the car. They got in the car with Nick right behind them. They were all surprised to find that the car belonged to Britney Spears.....

"Hello, Nicky," Britney said. Nick shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying to keep the distance between him and the croaking diva at the max. Brian stared blankly out the window. He wanted his car back. Britney smiled at him and turned around and said, "Let's sing!" She begin singing "Hit me baby one more time." Howie, Brian, and Nikki waited until the right opportunity came along. "Hit Me.." Britney sings. The three of them let her have it. And she was out for the count. Nick, Brian, Howie, and Nikki enjoyed a few minutes of peace. Unfortunately, she woke up and all hell broke lose...

Britney woke up and glared at everyone. She set her sight on Nikki and took off. Within seconds, she had her hands wrapped around Nikki's throat. "YOU JERK!" Britney shouted at her. Nikki was too surprised to do much. She just sort of sat there with a confused look on her face, trying weakly to push Britney off. Brian, Howie, and Nick exchanged glances and began to help their friend. Within seconds, Brian loosened her hands and Howie and Nick pulled her back to her seat. Nick had decided to hold her there until she calmed down. Britney took it as a flirtation. "Oh, Nicky!" she said between rehearsed sobs, "She started it. Don't be mad at me." The plastic princess laid her head on his shoulder and cuddled up. Nick thought, "Gross! I'm not putting up with this!" and he pried her off of him. He hopped into the spot between Nikki and Brian. Undefeated, Britney turned to Howie. "Hi," she said. "Hi," Howie politely said and looked out the window. Meanwhile, Kevin was having fun in Brian's car....

Kevin grinned as he pulled onto the exit ramp to downtown Orlando, and began weaving in and out of traffic like a mad racecar driver. He cranked the radio, and laughed as he thought of Brian's expressions to every car he cut off and the speed on the speedometer. People honked, but he ignored it, having too much fun with the BMW. Then, in his rearview mirror he saw the familiar silver jag closing in behind him. Seconds later, the car pulled up, and Dee rolled down her window. "Hey Kev..wanna race?" Kev smiled
and glanced at the red light and revved his engine. Dee glanced at A.J. who sat grinning beside him and casually replied with her own 6-cylinder machine, and waited for the light. She stared, fixated, waiting for the green. 5..4..3..2..1..."Green light gogogogogogogo!!!" Kevin took off, and grinned as the jag fell behind. "What the!" He glanced behind him "Where did they?" Suddenly, flashing lights filled his rearview mirror and he saw Dee and A.J. go by laughing as he pulled over....

Kev sat nervously as the cop walked to his car. He rolled down the window and officer said, "Do you know how fast you were going?" "No," Kev whispered. "Well, you were going pretty fast and I'm sure if I hadn't caught you, you would have been going much faster." "Oh," Kev replied submissively. "Let me see your license and registration." "Ok," he said and reached into the glove compartment for the registration. He handed it to the cop and reached into his pocket for his license. It wasn't there! "Where's you license?" the cop asked. "I don't know," he said as he searched his pockets. No luck. He looked in the car. "I can't find it!" "What's your name?" "Kevin Richardson." The cop rolled his eyes, "What's your REAL name?" "That is my real name." "Do I look stupid? I know you're not one of the Backstreet Boys," he paused. "Get out of the car." "Ok," Kev said as he got out of the car....

As they walked to the cop car, Kev said, "Can't you punch my name on your computer and ask me stuff from it?" The cop thought and said, "Ok." He went to his computer and punched in 'Kevin Richardson'. "When's your birthday?" "(for Dee to fill in)" "Anyone could have known that," the cop said, "What's your social security number?" Shoot!, Kevin thought, I can't remember it. "Dang! I forgot it!" Kev said, mad at himself. The cop looked at him. "Well, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to arrest you." He put the cuffs on Kev and helped him into the car. He drove him to the jail. Meanwhile, back in the limo.....

Nick wriggled uncomfortably in his seat. So did Nikki. Nick finally stopped with his elbow on Nikki's shoulder (big height difference, you know). Nikki looked at it with her face squished with an upset look. "Will you please move your elbow?" "Where am I supposed to put it?" "I don't know; just move it." Nick grumbled and moved his elbow. "I didn't tell you to sit over here," Nikki said as she was elbowed in the side. They started bickering and were interrupted by Howie, "Hey guys, don't fight." He glanced at Britney and said diplomatically to Nick and Nikki, "You REALLY shouldn't fight." "Yeah, come on. Let's all just go to sleep," Brian added and turned to the window again. He rested his head on it and went to sleep. Nick decided it was a good idea and put his head on Brian's shoulder. Nikki looked at the window and then at Nick. She decided Nick was better and put her head on his shoulder. Howie looked at the three of them and wished there was more space for him when he noticed Britney glanced at him. He scooted toward the window and got ready to go to sleep. He turned his head and stared at Britney for awhile; he was scared of her. But she was busy. She was staring at Nick and Nikki. Howie decided it was safe and went to sleep. Britney was steaming mad. She made up a song as she stared at Nick and Nikki, "I hate her. I really hate her. My Nicky seems to like her. Ohhh...I love Nicky. But I really hate her. Yes. I really hate her. I'm going to kill her. That's what I'll do; I'll kill her. Kill her, kill her, kill her. She won't be around to steal my Nicky from me. I really hate her..."

"We're in Disney World!" Dee shouted and looked at all the carnival rides with excitement. She loved them. "Yeah." A.J. smiled, but wasn't too enthused. He had been here so many times before and had even met Kevin here when he was Aladdin. "What ride do ya want to go on first?" Dee asked but stopped when she saw A.J. stiffen. Before them was a group of girls, and they were walking towards them. Conversation could be heard between them and contained things like..."Is it really him?...this is Orlando...who else has those tattoos?" On the other end, A.J. and Dee could be heard saying "Do you think they've spotted me?...I'm not sure...should we go?..." The girls all came forward now with bolder confidence in they're decision A.J. and Dee looked around hurriedly, knowing that if he was spotted here, they wouldn't escape alive. "Oh Adrian! There you are!" Dee suddenly shouted and jumped on him. "What?" A.J. asked, and she whispered for him to play along. "How dare you leave me in Futureland!" She said and glanced at the girls who now stopped in confusion. "I'm sorry..." A.J. began making up excuses for "Adrian" and waited until the girls left. "That was close." He said. A.J. and Dee walked on when suddenly his cell phone rang...

"Oh, Hey Kev! What's up? Sorry about our little joke. I hope your fine wasn't too much," A.J. said casually. "No, not at all. They only arrested me!" Kev shouted into the phone. "Oh..." A.J. said sorry about what they had gotten their friend into. "Well, where are you? We'll come pick you up." Kevin told A.J. which jail he was and hung up. "We aren't going to go already, are me?" Dee said sadly. "We can go on a few rides before we go. It's partly his fault." "Oh, ok. Look! Let's go there!" A.J. looked where she was pointing. The ride seemed to have all the teenage girls in the park waiting in line. He looked for a ride with a shorter line, and less girls. "No, that one's better. Let's go there." "But, those are the teacups," said Dee a bit confused. "Oh, they're fun," said A.J. as he pulled her that way. Meanwhile, Kevin had been shown back to his cell which he shared with some bikers....

Kevin sighed as the guard opened the cell, and he shifted nervously as the three large bikers stared at him. "Hey, pretty boy." One of them said, and Kevin only stared at his countless tattoos that would make A.J. look like a child. "Look, guys. Pretty boy's too scared to talk to us." They grinned and walked forward, pushing Kev back to the wall. One grinned, the other laughed, and Kevin gulped. Suddenly, he removed his jacket and revealed his tight black muscle shirt. After working out seven days a week and having weightlifting as a hobby, he hoped to scare them off. "Hey now..." The bikers were impressed. "Aren't you that pretty boy from that one group." "Backstreet Boys?" Kev asked, wondering what was coming next. "Sure, can I have your autograph? My little girl loves you." Kev's mouth dropped. "Sure..." He stuttered. "Mr. Richardson?" the arresting cop showed at the cell door and looked uncomfortable. "I'm soooo sorry about this. But you can understand why I did it...right?" He glanced at the bikers and Kev, then to A.J. who stood with his hands crossed over his chest. "I'll forget the whole thing if this never goes on record." Kevin said and the cop nodded in agreement. "Now about my car..."

"Now about my car..." " Oh, yeah, that. Well, there you have a little problem. You can't get the car back until you show some sort of proof that the car is yours." "But, it's not mine..." Kevin started. "Oh, really?? It's NOT yours??" "Well, no. It's my cousin's. He would kill me if he knew it was impounded. I have it get it back. He can't know." "Yeah man. Brian would kill him; even if Kev is older, taller, and stronger," A.J. informed the cop. "Well, I'm sorry," the cop said, "I can't do anything about it. Rules are rules." And he led A.J. and Kevin out. Dee was waiting outside in the car. "Hey, Kev," she said warmly. "Hi, Dee," Kev said with a blank look on his face. A.J. and Dee tried to cheer him up, but it was no use. Meanwhile, Brian was sleeping in the limo. He was having a nightmare about the terrible things that could happen to his car.... Kev was going at least 200 mph. The cops were after him. All of a sudden, the car flips; seconds later it explodes. Brian woke him. "I wish I was still sleeping," he thought as he looked at Nick who was drooling on his shoulder. He gently pushed Nick away and moved to the other side. He sat next to Britney now. She seemed to take on an immediate fascination with him. She flirted (badly, but it still counts). "Hi," she said with her best smile. He politely smiled back and said, "Hi." Then, Brian leaned against the window and went back to sleep. Britney pouted. She thought to herself, "Why don't any of these guys like me? I'm a good singer. I'm pretty. And the doctor promised these implants would make any guy like me. I'm calling him when I got home. I want my money back!"

The limo driver laughed quietly to himself as he heard Britney in the backseat. Some people just can't see past they're...uh...well...the driver turned onto the ramp leading to downtown Orlando, and asked someone in the back to tell him where to go. "huh?" Brian jumped up, and blinked as he found himself staring at the city he knew so well. "Guys..wake up!" Everyone woke, and he noticed that Nick cursed to himself as he found he had been drooling. "Where are we going to look for them?" Brian asked. "A.J.'s house?" Nikki suggested, not knowing the area well. "Hmm...that sounds like a plan. Either that or A.J.'s favorite McDonald's." "You mean the one where he can just say 'I want it that way' and they give him his number 6 with a coke?" Nick asked (*yes this is true) "Yup." Britney suddenly smiled as a thought entered her mind. A.J. was single, and hadn't seen her in the car...and that Dee girl he was with probably couldn't fight her off...she daydreamed about her last hope, and then remembered Kevin. "Pull in there." Nick said and the limo parked in front of the beautiful golden arches...

Brian and Howie got out of the car immediately. Britney looked at Nick. He gulped. Nikki and Nick had decided to wait until she got out. She shook her head and slowly got out of the car. Nick and Nikki followed behind her. Brian diplomatically said, "Britney, thanks for the ride. We really appreciate it." "Oh, no problem," she said and walked to the door. Brian tried again, "We know you're busy. You don't have to stay with us anymore. We can called Howie's or Nick's parents now. We don't want to make you miss anything important." "Oh, I don't have anything going on here. I just wanted to visit Orlando." "Oh," everyone said in unison. They were all hoping she would leave now. They all walked into McDonald's. Several young girls recognized Brian, Howie, and Nick. They ran for the door, jumped in the car, and locked the door. Nikki continued to look in the restaurant for Dee and A.J.. She looked all over and they were nowhere to be found. By the time Nikki had finished and decided they weren't there, Britney had snagged herself a McDonald's employee (he didn't know who she was, but no matter). They flirted and Nikki controlled the urge to vomit. Nikki decided to get her before she lost control. She walked up to the two flirting fools and said, "Hi, Britney... ummm... he's not here. We're going to go look somewhere else. Do you want to come? Or would you like to stay here with your new friend?" "Oh, let's see. People who punch me, or this nice, handsome man. Hmmm, tough choice." "WHO PUNCHED YOU?" shouted the zit master. "She did," Britney said casually and pointed to Nikki. He glared at Nikki and said, "You hit her?" "She told me to." "I did not!" Britney retorted. "Yes, you did. You said 'Hit me'." "Oh, yeah. I forgot." Nikki shook her head, "Are you going to stay here then?" "Yes." "Can we borrow you're car for a few hours? Or should I go get Nick or someone to call their parents?" Britney thought...."Yeah, go ahead and use it. But I want it back at 3 p.m.." Nikki looked at her watch, only noon. "Ok," she agreed. Nikki walked outside and looked at the limo. Girls, girls, girls... everywhere. Nikki bravely walked to the back of the group and slowly began to make her way to the limo....

"Panda!" A.J. grinned as his little dog leaped for him, wagging her tail happily as her master finally was home. "Ohhhh..." Dee looked at the cute dog and mentally told herself that her dog was cuter, but she wasn't about to say that to Bone. "So, does anyone have an idea where everyone else is at?" Kevin asked and sat down in one of A.J.'s zebra stripped chairs. "No. But we didn't steal they're ride either." A.J. smiled and backed up as Kevin rose. "Come on now...Kevin, don't fight A.J., you need to save your strength for Brian. Besides, I have ten bucks on the fight." Kevin nodded, and glanced out the window to see the McDonalds looming in the distance. "I think we just found them." He said and A.J., Dee, and him looked out the window and over to the limo that was crawling with girls. "Do you think we should help them?" "Sure." The trio left in A.J.'s Ford explorer (which Dee made fun of) and headed to the arches. Kev and A.J. ducked as Dee drove in, and she pulled up beside the limo. "HEY! GET IN!" A mad dash took place as feet flew and car doors slammed. Dee pulled away and heard Brian shout in the back seat. "You what?!" Glancing in her rearview mirror, Dee smiled slightly as she saw Brian faint dead away...

Kevin tried to revive Brian. He decided to wait until they got to A.J.'s to talk to him again. Brian regained consciousness. "W-w-w-what happened?!" Dee was about half a block away when she looked in the rearview mirror. The girls were chasing the car. But, she noticed something kinda funny. A girl that looked just like Nikki was leading the pack. "How odd..." Dee muttered. "What is it?" asked A.J. who was sitting next to her. "That girl chasing us looks like Nikki." Everyone turned and looked. "That IS Nikki!" Brian shouted. "Does she know her way to A.J.'s house?" Kevin asked. "No! She's never been to Orlando," replied Brian and Dee. Dee drove a few more blocks. Most of the girls had quit chasing them by then. Dee pulled over and waited for Nikki to catch up. She arrived red-faced, sweating, and panting. "What happened to you?" Nick asked. Nikki was too tired to answer so she just glared at him as she climbed in the back. "Well, we better go back to A.J.'s. I don't think this Ford could make it much farther," Dee said as she headed for A.J.'s.

The group trudged through the doors of A.J.'s apartment as Nick, Howie, and Nikki filled A.J. and Dee in on the ride from hell. The two rebels laughed when they heard the story, and offered everyone some soda(not pop...we're in Florida now...)"What do ya have?" Nikki asked and sat down. "Mountain Dew or Coke..." A.J. called over his shoulder as he checked the fridge. "I'll have a coke..." Nikki said and was followed by a chorus of "Me too" from the other members. "I'll have a dew." Dee grinned, and A.J. was about to hand it to her when Nikki shouted "No!" and traded her dew with the coke. "Okay...okay..." Dee took it and everyone sat down to chat when the door burst open and slammed shut almost as fast. "Oh yeah...I'd forgotten about them two..." Nick said and everyone turned to see Kevin and Brian in a heated debate.
"Ah, cousin love." A.J. joked, but the shouting grew louder and more physical. "Uh...guys?" Dee stood and was about to stop the fight when a lamp flew, the fight was on...

"I can't you believe you would do something so stupid! My car! You got my car impounded?!?" Brian yelled. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. I forgot my license. It was an accident. I'm sorry. How many times do I have to apologize?" Kevin plead. "My car was impounded!" Brian shouted as he lunged at Kev. Kev was shocked and fell backwards. Brian pounded him with his fists. He hit Kev as hard as he could. Kev punched him in the nose. "Owww!" Brian winced and stood up. He looked around. The lamp! He throw it at Kev. Kev ducked and stood up again. He looked shocked. Brian, who know he could not beat Kev physically, looked around for anything to throw. Newspapers, magazines, cans of soda, a pillow. Brian reached for another lamp. A.J. shouted, "No!" and ran for Brian. He tackled him. "Quit wrecking my apartment!" Brian who was still furious looked from A.J. to Kev. "Sorry," he said abruptly to A.J. and plopped down on the couch.

"Yeah..." Kev added and helped A.J. pick up the shattered lamp. He was mad at himself and Brian, but what could he do? A.J. grabbed a garbage can and knelt to pick up a piece of glass when he spotted a drop of blood. "Hey B-Rok!" He turned around and leaned over the couch to look at him. Sure enough, Brian's nose was bleeding. "Hold on." Dee observed the situation and ran to the bathroom, coming back with some tissue. "Thanks." Brian said numbly and got up slowly to walk to the bathroom. "I'm sorry." Kevin called out, but Brian only slammed the door on him. "I'll talk to him." Nick was up and to the door in no time, on his way to help his best friend. "Are you alright?" Nikki asked Kev, and he nodded. "Only..." He was cut short by the phone. "'llo?" A.J. asked and his eyes grew wide. "It's Britney Spear's lawyer...something about a charge of assault..."

Nikki and Howie looked at each other in shock. "Who does he want to talk to?" Nikki asked. "You." Nikki got up nervously and walked to the phone. "Hello," she said trying to sound confident. "Hello, are you the young lady Britney Spears gave a ride to?" "Yes, why?" "Ms. Spears has decided to file a complaint against you and several other people. The charge is assault. She claims you, Mr. Littrell, and Mr. Dorough hit her. Now, I need to know your name so formal charges can be drawn up." Nikki stood there in shock. "Miss? What is your name?" Nikki told him her name and he replied, "Alright....Thank you. Good bye." "Bye." Nikki hung up the phone and stared blankly at everyone. "What was that about?" Dee asked. "Oh, nothing. Britney Spears is suing us...."

"Suing us?!" Howie D. jumped up and was about to speak when Dee interrupted. "But Carter isn't your last name...." "Really? Opps...." Nikki grinned and A.J. laughed. "What about Brian and you?" He asked and Howie shrugged. "I guess we could explain that she said to hit her..." Nikki nodded to that and wondered how Britney got A.J.'s number. She was about to ask when a pounding on the door interrupted her..."A.J. MCLEAN! OPEN UP!" A.J. jumped up and walked over to the door and looked through the peephole. "Sh*t! It's the Jamestown people! Dee, come on!" He and Dee ran to the sliding door and out onto the balcony where they jumped the two flights to the ground...

Nikki, Kevin, and Brian ran to the door and watched them land safely on the ground. "A.J. MCLEAN! OPEN UP!" "Quick! Howie hide! Nikki play along...." Kev said and looked around, "Pretend to be mad." "Ok," Nikki said as Howie ran to the bed and took Nick with him. "THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING! OPEN UP!" Kevin ran to the door and opened it. The Jamestown people ran in. "STOP!!" Nikki shouted and miraculously they all listened (you know, Jamestown people...). The leader of the group turned and looked at her. "What?!?" he shouted at her. "He's not here," she said calmly. "Where is he?" "We don't know," Kevin answered. "What took you so long to answer?" "Well.....we were...ummm..." Kevin started, very confused about what to say. "Yeah...we were...," Nikki looked from Kevin to the leader and a smile spread across her face. "We were...you know," she said and nodded toward the bedroom. "Oh, ok," said the embarrassed leader. He said to his group, "Let's go. He's not here." They all turned to the door and left. "Sorry to bother you," the leader said as he shut the door. Howie and Nick came out of the bedroom. "Good cover," Nick smiled. Brian finally came out of the bathroom....

"What's going on?" Brian asked and looked from Kevin's red face to Nikki. "Never mind, I don't want to know. Kevin, we're getting my car back...NOW!" With that Brian dragged Kevin out the door before anyone could stop them. Nikki, Howie, and Nick looked at each other and finally Nick shrugged and suggested that they wait in the house and play video games. The war was on...meanwhile, at the police station..."I want my car!" Brian demanded and slammed his license and ownership deed on the table. The cop glanced from his face to Kev's and shook his head, "I'd thought I'd never see the day when so many Backstreet Boys came through here." He took them to the impound and Brian immediately saw a scratch by the door handle. "OH MY GOD! MY BABY!!!" He spun around and faced the two others "WHO DID THIS?" The cop cleared his throat "uh...."

"Uhh....uhh..." the cop continued. "WHO DID THIS?" "Well, you see..." the cop started. "YOU!! YOU DID THIS?!?" Brian interrupted. "Yes," the cop whimpered, now scared by Brian and his swollen nose. "YOU HURT MY CAR!!" "I'm sorry," the cop muttered. Brian's eyes narrowed on the cop and his nostril flared. "HOW COULD YOU HURT MY CAR? YOU HURT MY BABY!" Brian got ready to hit the cop. Kevin noticed him and grabbed him. He held Brian back. The cop took a few steps back as Brian continued to yell at him. "...MY CAR!..." "Calm down, Brian," Kevin said, "It's only a little scratch. I didn't even noticed it." "I DID!" "It'll be ok." "Calm down, boy. Or I'll have to throw you in jail," the cop informed him after building up his courage. Brian thought about and said, "Fine." He wiggled his way lose of Kev's grip and said, "Give me the keys back." The cop handed him the keys. Brian and Kev got into the car and headed back to A.J.'s. At the same time, A.J. and Dee were on the other side of town. "That guy seems to be following us..."

A.J. glanced over his shoulder as he saw the three men in black slowly pretending to gaze at different window displays. "We should try and loose them, they look like the one's who were after us at the house yesterday." A.J. suggested and glanced at Dee. "Either that or they're some really odd obsessed fans..." Dee joked and the two began to walk quicker down the street. The three walked faster. Dee and A.J. started a slow jog. The three started to jog. Dee and A.J. began to run. The three began to run. Finally, A.J. and Dee took off in a sprint and ran wildly through people, cars, and other objects. As they went on, A.J. said "The mall is on the other side of this street, if we could get to an alley and cut across, we'll loose them!" Dee nodded and they turned into an alley. "OHHHHHHH SH-" Dee was about to finish when A.J. slammed his fists angrily into the wall that blocked the other side. "We're trapped." Dee turned and faced the three men who blocked they're escape...

"Haha," the men laughed to themselves. "Look's like we've caught ourselves a Backstreet Boy." A.J. stepped in front of Dee and got ready for a fight. The first guy came up... WHAM!! A.J. knocked him out. The other two came at him at the same time. A.J. tried to fight them off. They were winning. "Run Dee!" Dee thought about for a second and starting running. One of the guys followed her out into the street. SCREECH... Brian's car came to a stop. Dee hopped in the back and Brian took off. "Where's A.J.?" Kev asked. "Back there... Some guys were following us... They started attacking us..." Dee started. Brian turned around and went back to the alley...

Brian's heart began to race as he slammed on the breaks. Dee and Kevin ran from the car and into the alley to find A.J. being carried off by the men. "Get them!" Kevin yelled and all three raced forward, each jumping on a man. A fight broke loose, and Dee punched one thug hard in the face, he fell back and she cringed, loosing feeling in her left arm. Kevin was winning big time, having gotten his man on the ground in seconds. He saw that Brian was needing a little help, as was Dee. He thought it over, and decided to help Dee, even though she got the man to his knees after a kick in...well...you know. He gabbed the guy's neck and squeezed, waiting for the man to stop struggling, and let go. "Thanks." Dee said and Kevin turned to Brian. They had a tough one on they're hands, and soon Dee joined them. All were so busy, however, that none noticed the driver a truck get out and haul A.J. into the backseat. The thug fell. "A.J.!" Brian ran forward, and all three skidded to a halt as the truck spun away. "COME ON!" Brian raced around his car and was already pulling away as Kevin slammed the door. The raced down the street. "Call the guys, and the police!" Kevin barked and Dee hurriedly took out her cell...

"Pause the game!" Nick shouted and dove for the phone. "Hello....Where are you?....Ok. We're on our way." He turned and looked at Nikki and Howie, "Someone kidnapped A.J.." "Let's go," Howie said as he reached for the keys to A.J.'s car. "Where are they?" he said as he started the car. "Heading north from the mall." Howie nodded and took off. At the same time, A.J. was struggling in the back of the truck. "Mmmph mpha mmmet!!" "Shut up!" yelled his capturer as he hit A.J. on the head. "OOhhh mmmmphmm!!" He wiggled to loosen the ropes. It worked! He felt the ropes around his wrists loosen....

A.J. got his hands free, but kept then together so not to tip his captor. He needed the right time, like at a stoplight, to make his move. So he sat, watching the man sit there with his gun, wondering how this all got started. "Probably some N'Sync thing..."A.J. thought and wondered if Dee was alright and if the others knew. He would need help, and to outfight a thug with a gun...A.J. closed his eyes and prayed that someone would help him, but who? "FASTER!" Howie stepped on the gas as Nick and Nikki kept a watch out for the truck and the BMW. "There's the beemer!" Nikki said and Howie swerved into a new lane to end up behind Brian, Kev, and Dee. "They're here." Dee glanced behind her and Brian nodded. She took her cell and dialed, and got Nikki on the line...

"Nikki! Thank God you're here! A.J.'s in that black truck. It's the one without a license plate. Do you see it?" "Yeah... Don't you think that we should call the police?" "Yeah! They have guns! That's a good idea. I'll call you back," she hung up and called 911. "Hi... some guys in a black truck kidnapped A.J. McLean. You've got to help him!" "Someone kidnapped A.J. McLean?" "Yes!" "A.J. from the Backstreet Boys?" "Yes!" "LISTEN, YOUNG LADY! This is 911. We are here to help people. You can't be calling and trying to pull pranks like that! Some people have actual emergencies and need help! They can't get through if kids like you call in as a joke!" the 911 lady yelled. "I'm not jo..." Dee started, but was cut short when the lady hung up. "She hung up!" "Well, call again and don't tell them WHO was kidnapped." She called again... "MY FRIEND WAS KIDNAPPED!!" "Ok, calm down, how long has your friend been gone?" Dee looked at her watch, "About 20 minutes." "What's your friend's name?" "A.J...." "A.J. what?" "A.J. McLean..." Dee cringed. "A.J. McLean was kidnapped?" "Yes! A.J. McLean was kidnapped! Now, do you know what people will say if you don't help a Backstreet Boy?" "It's hard to believe someone would kidnap A.J.. Do you have any proof?" "You want to talk to Brian or Kevin?" "No, that's all right. You'll have to come down to the police station and file a report." "We can't! We'll lose them!" "Do you know where he is?" "Yes! The truck he's in is heading north on highway 37! We're about 5 miles out of town. It's a black truck without license plates. Anything else?" "What's your name?" "Dee Ann Nicholl." "Ok, I'm sending an officer to assist you and your friends." "Thank you! Bye," she was grateful they finally got some help. She called Nikki again...

"Nikki! Uh...what should we do now?" Dee faltered a little and realized she had no clue as to what to do..."They're turning off the highway!" Brian yelled and Dee realized that the cop wouldn't find them now. "Nikki, we need real help!" She was about to say more when the cell phone cut out. "We lost them!" Nikki informed the others and Nick sighed. "When will this end?" He asked and was about to turn when the truck slammed on the breaks. "What the?" Howie asked and the BMW screeched to a halt. The door to the truck burst open and A.J. jumped out, running full tilt from the guys that followed. Howie punched on the accelerator and tried to met A.J. halfway, running, A.J. tried to close in the distance but tripped, and found himself in deep trouble...

A.J. looked behind him as he got up. They were closing in on him. He ran for his car. THUD! A.J. was pushed forward as one of his captors jumped on his back. They wrestled on the ground and when A.J. got turned around, he saw a gun pointed at his head. The thug got up and yelled, "Get up and don't try anything!" A.J. got up slowly. He walked toward the shoulder of the road with his hands up as his new friend was left in the middle of the road. Howie pressed on the gas and headed for A.J.'s captor. The thug turned just in time to see A.J.'s Ford explored before it hit him...

The man flew, landing beside A.J. as he ran for the door once more. As he jumped into the Ford, he saw the other men stop cold in they're tracks...then raise they're guns. A.J. threw himself in the backseat and the BMW and Ford raced in the other direction as gunshots were heard. At the same instant, the sound of police could be heard and as the members of BSB and Co. looked back, they saw the police arriving and arresting the men. "That was close!" Howie observed. "Are you alright?" Nikki helped A.J. get into the seat correctly as he tried to catch his breath. "I guess....who were they?" "I have no idea..."

Howie pulled over and Brian followed his lead. "We better talk to the police. They'll want to know what happened," Howie said, a little nervous. Everyone got out of their respective cars and walked cautiously across the highway. One of the cops noticed them and smiled, trying not to laugh. "Not you again..." "Uhh...Hi," Kev said while he exchanged looks with Brian and A.J.. "What did you do this time, Mr. Richardson? Or is this your idea, Mr. Littrell? You aren't still mad about that little scratch, are you?" Brian's eyes widened at the mention of his poor little beemer. "No, sir. My friend here, A.J., was kidnapped by these losers." Kev pointed at A.J.. "Oh... well, then... we'll want to have a little talk with your friend." "We can meet you at the police station," A.J. said quickly, not wanting to ride in the cop car. "Give me the keys, Howie." Howie tossed him the keys and he headed toward his car. "He hit me with his car!" one of the men shouted and pointed at Howie. "He was going to shoot A.J.!" he yelled back. The cop tried not to smile, ahhh... another Backstreet Boy, he thought to himself. "Well, sir, I'm sorry but until we figure out what happened, we'll have to take you to the station." "But, but, but..." Howie protested with everyone trying to say something at once. The cop cuffed Howie and led him to the car. "We'll meet you at the station!" A.J. hollered to him and Kev added, "Don't worry! The bikers are actually very nice!"

The policeman pushed Howie into the back of the patrol car and waited as the ford and beemer pulled away. He turned, and nodded to the men in black before getting behind the wheel. "Hey, what about them?" Howie D said through the wire. "You don't need to worry about them!" The policeman snapped and began driving. Howie frowned as he watched the other police car talk to the MIB, and suddenly yelled. "HEY! Your....your...your letting them-" "SHUT-UP!" Howie stared at his cuffs and then the door, knowing that no matter what he tried he wouldn't escape. He felt uneasy, knowing that something was wrong-very wrong. The policemen smiled again and lifted the CB. "Lance? yeah, I have one, we should be able to get ride of him and the BSB will be forever discredited! Long live 'NSYNC!" He threw back his head and laughed, as Howie's eyes grew wide...

"Come back!" Howie hollered in the direction that the explorer and the beemer went. "Shut up!" The man shouted as he pulled away.
The police looked confused as the BSB and CO walked into the station. "Can I help you?" asked a secretary. "Yeah, one of the officers was bringing Howie D. down here and we would like to see him." She checked on the computer. "No, he wasn't brought here..." "He should have been. I know the officer that was bringing him down." "There he is!" A.J. shouted and pointed at him. "Sergeant Jones, these young people said you brought their friend down here..." "No, I've been in a meeting all afternoon." "No, you were..." Nikki started, very confused. "I was in a meeting all day. You must be thinking of someone else. I'm sorry. I hope you find who you're looking for. I have to go now," he said and walked away. "But, but, but..." Nick protested. "Maybe he's one of them! Maybe the some people that got A.J., have Howie now!" Dee said, thinking of the x-files and conspiracy theories...

Nick glanced at Dee, and they had the same thought-call Scully! Dee grabbed the phone and punched in Special Agent Scully's number and waited for an answer. "Scully? This is Dee Nicholl, we need your help." Dee gave Scully the details and the agent would come and help search for Howie and the MIB as soon as she arrived. The rest of the group filed a report and ventured over to Bone's house, hoping to get things sorted out. Meanwhile, Howie sat fearfully in the back of the patrol car as the officer drove into a dark, abandoned warehouse. "This does not look good." He thought to himself and took a deep breath when the engine died...

The officer got out and walked into the warehouse. Howie looked around. He was alone. "If only I could get these cuffs off," he thought as he wiggled in his seat. He threw himself against the door. It opened! "Oh! Forgot the cuffs!" he said out loud as he got out of the car. He ran to the street and looked back. No one was following him. He ran down the street, there were no cars. After a few blocks of running, he came across a patrol car. "Is this one safe?" he wondered as he peered around the corner. There were two officers sitting in the car. "It's getting dark," Howie thought as he looked at the sky. "If they're with N'Sync, I won't get another chance. But if they're not, I'll be safe." Howie decided he was too close to the warehouse and decided to keep going. Meanwhile, Scully was just arriving...

The knock on the door made everyone jump, more so for A.J., as he headed for the door. "It's some redhead and a black haired chick." He said, and received a slap from Dee when he remembered she hated it when he called people chicks. "Hi." She yanked the door open before him and Scully entered the apartment with her partner. "Where's Mulder?" Nick blurted out, and the black haired girl stared coldly at him. "He's on vacation. I'm agent Scully and this is Jamie, she is an expert on kidnappings." The two were ushered to the living room where the group told the story. Afterwards, Scully frowned. "Hmmm...with such a popular group, it would be hard to pinpoint a single enemy." "However," Jamie put in, "I would start with the people who would have the most to gain with BSB out of the picture." Brian, Kevin, A.J., and Nick glanced at each other and almost at the same time blurted out..."N'SYNC!" Howie made his way to the cops and hid his hands from view. "Uh...hello?" He asked nervously and the two officers looked over at him. "Yeah?" One said, rolling down the window farther. "I'm lost. Could you direct me to a phone booth or something?" He cleared his throat and hoped the officers didn't see the cuffs. "Hold on a sec.."

One of the cops punched something into their computer. Howie moved nervously from one foot to the next and tried to hide the cuffs. 'I'm sure this isn't obvious at all! I'm just standing here like a dork with my hands behind my back,' he thought to himself. The cops looked at him. "Two blocks that way," the driver pointed. "Thanks," he said the backed away from the car. "Hold it!" "What?" he asked, afraid he had been caught. "Aren't you part of that boy group?" "No, I'm not a singer. But have been told that I look like on of the Backstreet Boys," he replied friendly. "You sure do look like him. What's your name?" "Chris Harding." "Well Chris, what's behind your back?" "Nothing, I just... you see... a few months ago..." Howie told the cops all about how he burned himself, trying to safe his little niece, and how he almost lost his hand, and how he's still not comfortable with people seeing his badly burned hand. They must have bought it, because as he walked away, they took off... in the direction of the warehouse...

Howie sighed with relief and stated for the main road when he saw something out of the corner of his eye. He didn't dare move his head and continued forward, quickening his pace.
"Where are we suppose to look?" Nikki asked the FBI agents and Jamie shrugged. Scully, however, thought hard. "Well, if it were Mulder, we would check out every dark, freaky warehouse in the dark with our flashlights and no backup...do you happen to know such a place?" She glanced at Kevin, and he nodded. "Not a warehouse, but it could pull as one. The only hanger where we sang and recorder our first music video and auditioned is near here, and hasn't been used in awhile." This seemed to suit Scully and the others, and everyone rose to leave. "Wait. Some of us should stay here." A.J. said and ended up with him, Dee, Brian, Nick, and Nikki staying behind. "Good luck." Brian said as Scully, Jamie, and Kevin (do I have everyone?) left the apartment.

Howie didn't see a phone anywhere. "Where is it?" He saw a black limo coming toward him. It slowed down and pulled over beside him. "Oh no! N'Sync!" he thought as the door opened. "Hello, Latin Lover," Britney said, trying desperately to be sexy. "Uh, Hi, Britney." "Do you need a ride, Sweet-D?" "No, thanks, I'm fine," he said and turned to walk away. She noticed the handcuffs, 'Hmm... handcuffs, Howie, and the back of my limo...' "What the..." Howie started as he was pulled backward into the limo. "NOOO!!!"

The FBI agents and Kevin and Brian drove down the road in search of the warehouse. Upon arriving, they found it containing only a poster of N'SYNC. Thinking they're job done for what they could do, Scully and Jamie left. Meanwhile, Kevin and Brian got back into the car and drove around, thinking that he may have escaped and was wandering the streets. "Hold up..." Brian said suddenly and Kevin slowed the vehicle. "It's a limo." They both watched as the limo screeched to a halt and the door flew open. "It's...it's...oh my God!" Kevin gasped as Howie threw himself out of the car, hands behind his back and clothes disheveled. They watched as he scrambled to his feet and found that his clothes wear ripped. "What the..." Brian whispered to himself and jaw dropped as another person scrambled from the limo. "BRITNEY?!" The cousins said at once and Brian threw open the door to yell at Howie. Howie turned and ran for the safety of the backseat(excuse that thought) and say gasping for air. Kevin locked the doors as Britney pounded on the outside, but he didn't move...not yet anyway. "What happened?" He asked and turned in his seat to look at the young latin boy. "Well, I was handcuffed by the police and escaped. Then, Britney came up and yanked my into the back of the limo, or should I say hell. I had no way to get out..."

"Well, she get to you now," Kev said as Britney pounded on his window. "SHE'S HURTING MY CAR!" He jammed the car into drive. "WE'RE LEAVING BEFORE SHE HURTS MY CAR TOO BAD!" He started forward and almost ran her over.

"At least you aren't Nick, or she would have never let you go," Nikki joked when she
heard the story. "Oh, there's plenty of other reasons not to be Nick," Howie said, thankful
to be away from Britney. Nick glanced angrily from one to the other. "At least you got
away. But we still don't know who's trying to hurt you," Dee said, "We have to do
something about this. We can't go chasing after all of you." "Whatever we do, we're NOT
taking MY car," Brian piped up. "We should go back to the warehouse. There could be
some clue that we missed... and we'll take A.J.'s car." "Thanks, Kev." "No problem." Dee
rolled her eyes, "Do you really want to go back there?" They all looked at each and
slowly replied, "Ok..."

So, off the group went, to the cold dark warehouse. Although the Backstreet Boys are smart(yes even Nick)the lights must not have been on upstairs cause everyone knows that only stupid people go BACK to where the bad guys are. Smart guys, very smart! So there they were: Kevin, Brian, Nick, A.J., Howie, Dee, and Nikki...walking through the warehouse like idiots and wondering what to do. Suddenly, the lights flew on and a large cage structure fell from above, entrapping all of them. "HEY!" Was the response, and slowly, the group saw N'SYNC step out from the shadows. "Well, well, well...if it isn't the Backstreet Boys." Lance Bass said, grinning as he began to circle the cage. "Why did you ever pick that name?" "Cause we're back, we're from the street and we're boys!" Howie said sarcastically. "Unlike some other group I know..."A.J. muttered under his breath. "Shut up!" Justin Timberlake put in. "Oh, quick complaining!" Lance shouted back. "fine!" Justin turned and pouted in the corner. "What are you planning on doing?" Kevin asked, knowing full well that if he got out of this cage, they didn't stand a chance...

(Are you calling me stupid? I know it's not the brightest thing to do, but I thought it would be funny.)
"Well, for starters, the girls have got to come out. They're too pretty to be trapped in a cage. Especially if they're trapped in it with you." Bass looked to Joey (right, big nose, colorful hair?), "Get the girls out." JC (I really hope I'm getting their names right) pulled out a gun as Joey walked to the door of the cage. "Ok, you two come here. The rest of you get to the other side of the cage." A.J. reached for Dee. "NO!" "Don't! His one talent could be shooting... It's certainly not singing." The two girls stepped reluctantly out of the cage. "You aren't going to hurt them, are you?" Nikki said and looked back at Brian. "Not if they cooperate." Lance grabbed her by the arm. "Come on." "NO!!" Both girls screamed, some of it cannot be repeated (especially the parts aimed at N'Sync), and were dragged out of the room...

JC waved the others out of the room with his gun and they walked back to the Boys. He lingered for a second, and looked Dee and Nikki up and down. "Hey, babe...what do ya say we be friends. You don't need to be in this situation..." He circled Dee as she glared at him. "Lets not and say we did." Dee took a defensive step back. "Come on." He inched closer. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Nikki warned, and JC looked at her. "Why, what could she do?" And with that he turned to Dee and tried to grab her. BAM! JC flew back as Dee's left fist his face and right foot made contact with his stomach. "She warned ya!" Dee grinned and grabbed JC's gun. "Let's make a plan." And so, Nikki and Dee climbed up to the rafters and sat, examining the situation...

N'Sync scrambled out of the room. "Where are they going? Why are they leaving?" "I don't know." They sat looking at the BSB and trying to figure out why they left. "Umm..Dee?" "Yeah?" "Did I ever tell you that I'm scared of heights?" Dee turned to Nikki who was clinging to a beam and shook her head. Slam, squeak, squeak, squeak... "What was that?" Nikki whispered. "Shhh!" "Hi, Nicky." Nikki almost fell from the rafters. "Britney! What are you doing here?" "Well, I was outside looking for Howie..." she looked embarassedly at Nick, "umm...anyway, I ran into Lance. And after a short talk, he asked if I would like to have the Backstreet Boys." "Thank goodness I'm in this cage!" Nick shouted. "Well..." she smiled and waved the key...

Nick gulped and took a step back, Howie dived behind A.J., and Kevin and Brian only stood, ready to fight(hey they're engaged after all) Britney smiled softy and hummed, thinking about how to precede when she stopped. 'hmmm...they can't leave! I can...I can...'Her smile grew and she put the key back in her pocket. "Whew!" Nick sighed with relief, but Kevin narrowed his eyes. "What are you trying to pull?" Britney grinned wider. Up on the rafters, Dee and Nikki exchanged confused looks. "What is she..." Dee whispered. "Wait...oh no!" Nikki shook her head. "She wouldn't!" "wouldn't what?" Nikki was about to tell Dee, but Britney answered for her by taking in a deep breath. "Oh dear." Dee flinched as the croaking diva began to sing...

EVERYONE covered their ears. "Stop! Stop! Stop!" Howie took off his shoes and threw them at her. "Don't throw that at me!" "I'm sorry. Come here. I'll give you a hug to apologize." She walked over and as he hugged her, he stuck a sock in her mouth. "Ewww! That's disgusting! Just for that I'll sing some more!" and with that she started again. "No!" Dee said under her breath. Nikki whispered, "I'm doing something about this." She quietly climbed down from the rafters and looked around for N'Sync or one of their friends. The coast was clear. Nikki silently grabbed one of Howie's shoes and jumped on Britney's back. Britney tried to scream, but found it difficult with a shoe in her mouth...
"Gee..." Nikki laughed as Britney struggled to get the shoe out. "Get the keys! Get the keys!" Nikki ran for Britney and snatched them from her pocked, then left the "plastic princess" gasping on the floor. "Hurry!" Brian motioned and ran to the door. "HEY!" all froze as a voice from above shouted out. "It's an angel!" A.J. grinned as he waved to Dee, but she didn't notice him. Dee ran toward them from her lofty position, and grabbed the bar above them. "Your favorite people are back!" She informed. "Crap." A.J. ran forward and grabbed the key from Nikki, shoving it down his pants. "A.J.?!" Nick cried out, a confused Nikki wondering were to go. "Trust me!" A.J. said and waved Nikki to get into hiding...and fast.
"Britney! Darling! what happened?" Justin ran up to her and helped her to her feet, Howie's shoe finally free.

"He threw his shoes at me, then stuck a sock in my mouth!" She pointed at Howie. "How'd the shoe get in your mouth?" Lance asked. "She stuck it in my mouth." And looked around for Nikki. "Who?" "Nikki!" "Who? How? He's in the cage!" "No, Nikki! It's a girl!" "Well, where is she?" "I don't know!" They all looked around, but without luck. "Who's Nikki anyway? One of those girls?" "Some slut who wants to steal my man from me!" "I won't let her steal me from you!" Justin said. "I wasn't talking about you! I was talking about Nick." She turned to him and smiled. He turned around quickly and muttered, "I don't think you should be calling ANYONE a slut, Britney." BAM! Six chins hit the floor. "What did you say?" Joey(maybe I mean Chris...) asked, trying to sound tough as he stepped toward the cage. "He said she is a slut." Kevin said and stepped toward Joey. "Oh yeah?!?" "Yeah!" "You want a piece of me?" "Yeah!" "Bring it on!" Joey turned, "Where's the key?" Britney looked embarrassed, "Nikki took it." "Fine, JC! Where's the gun?" "That short girl took it..."

"Dammit Britney!" Justin rolled his eyes as Britney frantically looked around. "I know they were here!" She said, but couldn't see anyone. "Where's the key?" He asked again, A.J. shifting nervously in the cage. "Why don't you pay Britney to tell you...seems like the only way you can get her to do something." A.J. remarked. "WHAT!?" Justin was up against the cage trying to grabbed A.J., when suddenly a large, strong hand stopped him midway. Kevin tightened his grip and watched Justin wither to the floor. At the same time he continued his own argument. "I don't think he should be let out..."Chris said quietly and backed way. "Hey! We're the ones in charge here!" JC said, trying to build his confidence. "And Britney is right, that bitch stole my gun, and the other one probably hurt Britney!" With that, Britney smirked and walked over to JC and kissed him. "I knew someone would understand." Justin turned red with rage and Nick laughed. Meanwhile, A.J. was also turning a bit red. "They called her a..." His eyes started to grow stormy as he stalked to the door...

Chris retreated a bit more as Justin and JC fought over Britney. Britney watched them smiling to herself. 'Well, the doctor said these would work. I guess I don't want my money back.' Joey and Kev continued arguing. Lance was the only member of N'Sync paying attention to what was happened. He rolled his eyes at them and said to himself, "What losers!" He looked at the BSB. 'Hmmm... Howie, Brian, and Nick don't look like too much of a threat. Kevin's going to kill Joey. And A.J. is getting close to the lock.' A.J. looked around casually. He didn't notice anyone looking at him, they were all busy. He quietly took the key out of his pants and put it in the lock. He opened the door and Nick, Howie, and Brian began follow him out. Chris was hiding by now, but Lance walked up to A.J. just as he left the cage. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Escaping...what's it look like?" A.J. said and took another step forward. "Not so fast there, choirboy!" Lance said and put his hand out. "Say what?" A.J. asked. "Yeah, I saw you on before they were stars...in that choir." Lance smirked. "My god...a singer seen in a choir, what has the world come to?" A.J. laughed and kept walking, Brian and Nick at his heels. "STOP!" Lance got everyone's attention to the situation. "Oh, shut-up!" A.J. turned on his head and belted Lance in the fact. "Man, you sure know how to shut people up!" Howie said as he nudged Lance with his toe. Chris winced in the corner behind the boxes, and tried to hide more when he saw Kevin move for the door, Joey walking up to meet him....this wasn't going to be pretty!

"Hold it." Joey yelled. "Yes?" Kevin turned to look at him. "You aren't going anyway, unibrow." Kev looked him with contempt, "And why not?" Joey walked up to him, "This is why not!" and punched him in the chin. Kev was shocked, but hit back and the fight began.
Meanwhile, Justin and JC both went for Nick, who had dared to insult Britney. They stepped in front of him. "Hi," Justin smirked and took a swing at Nick. Nick ducked and Justin spun around and fell over. JC fell to the floor laughing. Justin got to his feet and tried again (JC is still on the floor laughing). He hit Nick, but Nick punched him. Justin finally stopped laughing when Justin hit the floor...

Dee walked silently to the end of the rafter and watched the fight unfold. Kevin was beating the crap out of Joey, and JC still wasn't off the floor. However, Dee's attention fell on Nikki who was oh so cautiously making her way to a pile of metal pipes. This could get ugly...Dee imagined Britney meeting her maker after Nikki took a pipe to her. Shaking the image out of her mind, Dee decided to work out a plan. Raising the gun, she shot once into the air, and everyone froze. "BOYS! get away from the cage! The other gay fag five get in!" She pointed the gun down on them and the boys moved without further comment. N'Sync, however, were not that bright. Dee raised the gun again when suddenly from behind her on the rafters she heard someone say "Cool! Can I have a gun too?" Dee jumped, almost lost her footing and wheeled around to point the gun at a young latin lover. "Oh my god!" Dee lowered the gun as Ricky Martin waved...

'uh-oh' each of the Boys thought to themselves. Britney squealed "Oh! Yippy! Another boy!" Dee shouted, "Shut up, Ricky! I'm busy!" "But... but... but I want a gun too!" he whined. "Why?" Nick yelled up. "Because she has one." He pointed to Dee. "But that's only one person! It's not a trend yet." A.J. shouted, remembering Ricky's weakness. "But I'm trying to be one of the early trend-setters this time." All of the Boys and Dee groaned... he obviously wasn't getting the picture. Nikki thought of something. She ran to the middle of the room. "Hey Ricky! The latest trend is going in the cage! The BSB were just in there and N'Sync was just about to." "Really?" he shouted excitedly. "Yeah!" Dee said, getting Nikki's idea. "Cool!" He said and climbed down. As he climbed down, Dee began again. She raised the gun and tried again. "The gay fag five, in other words, N'Sync, get in the cage!" Joey wiped his bloody nose and ran at the opportunity to escape Kev. Chris ran to the cage too, but he was scared of Dee. JC, who finally stopped laughing, got up, brushed himself off, and began to drag Justin toward the cage. A.J. helped them out and dragged (hmm.. dragged?... drug? ugh!) Lance to the cage. Ricky ran for it too. Nick stopped him, "That's old, man. Don't be a loser like them." He felt sorry for the pathetic trend-follower. While all this was happening, Nikki had run back to the pipes. She sensed a fight. Since she's a wimp, she thought it would be wise to prepare herself...

Ricky stood silently as Nick shook his head, and he wondered what to do....it looked like a trend to him! A.J. locked the door to the cage and turned. He sighed, this was the longest days of his life, and it was all N'Sync's fault. as he scanned the room, A.J.'s brow furrowed as he was unable to spot Nikki. "Say Howie?" He walked over to his friend. "Have you seen..." "DDDDDIIIIIIEEEEE!!!!" A.J. jumped and fell backwards as someone struck him hard in the face. He blinked, and looked up at his attacker. "Britney?!" Britney grinned and turned to Ricky. "Come on, it's the new trend, beat up the boys!" "Okay!" Ricky grinned, happy to be back into the trends and got ready to fight...

"Ricky, doesn't it look like the biggest trend is to be in the cage?" Howie said backing up a little as Ricky walked toward him. "But Nick just said that was an old trend. And this is new." He smiled. "Oh... ummm..." Howie started. Ricky felt a tap on his shoulder and turned. WHAM! Ricky reached for his throbbing nose. "Kevin!" He whined, "That hurt!" He took his hand away and looked at it, no blood. Ricky got mad, "That's not the trend! I'm supposed to beat YOU up." "Got ahead." Ricky and Kev started to fight.

Britney was advancing on Nick. "I'm a slut, huh?" "Yeah." "Really?" She punched him. "Yes, you are." She hit him again. "Aren't you going to fight back, Nick?" "No." "I AM!" Nikki yelled and hit her...

The scream echoed loudly and Nick covered his ears. Britney fell to the floor with a thud and he stared, wide eyed, at Nikki. Pipe in hand, Nikki cleared her throat. "You think that's gonna leave a mark?" Nick grinned. "I think you busted her nose!" "Oh...poor baby!" Nikki walked away, stepping around Kevin and Ricky as they fought.

"Shake this!" Kevin grabbed Ricky by the throat and threw him against the cage. He then sent Ricky reeling with a powerful left hook. Through the cage, N'Sync looked on in bewilderment as they're almighty plan of action crumbled around them.

"Hey Nikki..." Dee said, finally on the floor with the others. "I love the fighting style. Do you think I could borrow that pipe?" Nikki looked curiously at Dee and handed it over. "Ricky?" Dee's question caused the fighting men to stop. "Could you come here a moment?" Kevin looked confused but Dee nodded. "What?" Ricky asked. "The new trend? It's to be hit over the head with a pipe, as Britney so beautifully demonstrated." "Really?" Ricky looked over at the limp body on the floor. "You wanna be in on this?" Dee grinned. "Of course!" "Okay!" WHAM!!!

"Ouch!" Brian rubbed his head. "Why?..." Kev looked at his former opponent. "That's pathetic." Nikki shook her head. Nick and Howie looked at Britney. "Does this mean we're safe?" "I hope so." "Shouldn't we go?" A.J. asked as he walked toward the door. "Good idea." Dee said and run to catch up. Nick stepped over Britney and he and Howie caught up to them along with Brian, Kev, and Nikki.

The magnificent seven stepped outside. "Umm.. A.J., didn't we leave your car over there?" Dee pointed to the empty street. "Yeah."

"Jump in!" The young teenager screamed to his buddies as he came to a screeching halt. "Where'd you get the wheels?" One asked as he got in, the others in back. "Out by the warehouse...pretty sweet, huh?" Terry grinned as he roared away from the curb. "Funky! Where we goin,?" Josh asked. "To find some fun..."

"My ford!" A.J. ran to where the car used to be and looked around. "They stole it!" "Who?" Nick asked. A.J. turned and glared at him. "Barney...like I know!" "Boys boys!" Kevin came up between them. "Now you two just stop it." A.J. and Nick looked at the ground. "Yes sir." A.J. mumbled sarcastically. "Well what are we gonna do?" Dee asked. "And besides that, what are we going to do with them!" And she pointed back to the warehouse. "I don't know and frankly I don't care." Brian kicked a rock and sighed. "Maybe I should call Jeff Gordon..." Dee joked. "Very funny." Nikki sighed. "Well, we better think of something because those men in black might still be around." Howie put in and glanced down the street.

"Yeah, let's go. It's not like they'll bring your car back here or anything." Kev said and started walking down the street. Everyone else followed him quietly down the street. "Hey, Dee. Nice job hitting Ricky. He was out cold!" "Yeah, but I don't think I broke his nose. Britney did not look good after you hit her." Nikki smiled and nodded. A.J. put his hands in his pockets as he walked quietly down the street. Something was wrong... He didn't know what it was, but something seemed to be missing...

Terry pulled into the full parking lot of the high school. "Good idea. Show off the car. Get some babes.." Josh said smiling as he thought of the possibilities. "Oh yeah!"

THE KEY! A.J. thought. "I don't have the key!"

"your car keys?" Nick asked. "No..." The keys to the cage!" A.J. searched his pockets once more and the area around him. "Maybe they're in the warehouse." Dee commented. "Like we want to go back!" Brian shook his head. "Well...when Ricky or Britney wake they might let out N'Sync!" Kevin started for the door. "I'm going in!" He called out over his shoulder.
"Heeheeheehee..." Lance reached his hand through the cage and barely touched the keys. He dragged them forward until he got a good grip and pulled them in. "Hey guys!!" He held up the keys in triumph and opened the door. The boys exited, and heard footsteps. "Hide!"

Kevin entered and stood staring forlorn at the empty cage. "ATTACK!" Suddenly, Kevin heard a dull smacking noise as the poll hit him in the back of the head. "Helll-" Kevin staggered forward as he was overcome by darkness. "In the cage!" The N'Sync members dragged him in and hide again, waiting for another member...

"Kevin!" Brian ran and saw his cousin laying in the middle of the cage. WHACK! Lance hit him with the poll and Joey and Justin dragged him to the cage.

"What did you do?" Howie shouted when he saw Joey and Justin dragging Brian toward the door. WHACK! (are they ever going to learn?) JC and Chris grabbed him and dragged him to the cage. The three BSB, Kevin, Brian, and Howie, lay unconscious in the cage. "Put Ricky in there too," Lance said and hid near the door. "What about Britney?" Justin and JC said at almost the same time. Lance smiled, "Take her out to the car, Justin and Chris. JC, I need you. You can take the girls. I think I can handle the boys," Lance said and quietly added, "A.J. won't get a cheap shot in this time!"

JC grinned as he walked out the door to find Dee and Nikki. He walked up slowly, and decided it would be as easy as making Ricky follow a trend. Dee had her back turned, and he came up behind her, when Nikki tried to get Dee's attention...

Lance waited as Nick and A.J. entered the warehouse, each carefully watching from all directions...

Nikki pointed frantically behind her. "Uh.. uh.. uh.. DEE!" "What?" Dee said and noticed that Nikki was pointing at something behind her. She turned around and saw JC's fist just as it was making contact with her nose. Dee put her hand to her nose... no blood. "You know, I don't like to be hit." "You don't?" JC said sarcastically. BAM! JC was knocked backwards after his nose made contact with Dee's left fist and his stomach with her right foot (this seems to be her preferred style of fighting). "No, I don't. It kinda hurts." And the two walked into the warehouse...

"Oh sh**..." A.J.'s voice trailed off as he watched Kevin struggling to his feet. He was rubbing the back of his head with one hand and trying to pull himself off the floor with the other. Ricky was doing the same thing, but he kept looking at Kevin and as it appeared, trying to copy him. "NO!" Nick grabbed the pipe just before it hit A.J.. Nick and Lance each pulled on one end of the pipe...

Nick and Lance fought hard for the pipe, while AJ watched. He studied the situation, decided to let the two blondes fight over it, and headed for the cage. "Guys? are you alright?" He said through the bars. "Owwwwie!" Howie groaned, a large headache overcoming him. "We'll be alright...but it wouldn't surprise me it one of us has a concussion." Kevin sighed, and glanced over annoyed as Ricky did the same. "Well...this just about sucks." Brian banged the bars with his hands. "Who has the keys now? (no seriously! who HAS the keys?)AJ shrugged.

From the corner of the cell, Britney had awoken...she lay, gazing thoughtfully at the bars, when a wicked grin crossed her face...she was alone in a cage with four wounded men...who couldn't escape her even if they wanted to...

Britney smiled. "Ouch! That hurts!" and rubber her nose. Brian looked at her, "Are you ok?" She smiled again, "I'll be fine." She thought, he was nice to me; I bet he likes me. She moved closer, "It's really nice to know that you were thinking of me." He moved away, "Don't mention it." She moved closer, "You know..." Brian ran and hid behind Kevin. "Save me, man. She's crazy!" he whispered to his cousin. "Who has the key?!?" Howie shouted when Britney approached. "You guys are wimps!" Kev said when Howie ran behind him too. "Oh good!" Britney interjected and walked toward the three caged BSB.

Dee and Nikki stood just outside the door, watching Nick and Lance. They tried not to laugh...

"It's mine!" "NO! MINE!" Nick and Lance pulled back and forth, much to the amusement of Dee and Nikki. They're smiles were interrupted, however, when Howie shouted for the key. "That's a good question..."Dee commented. "And besides that, where is the rest of N'Sync?" Nikki nodded. "I know, it's like they just disappeared..." She looked around the warehouse but couldn't find a trace of the Gay Fag Five. "MINE!" Nick yelled and grunted when he finally pulled the pipe from Lance. He swung, hitting Lance upside the head, and watched in triumph as the man fell at his feet. Dee and Nikki clapped, and he grinned. "HEEEEEELLLLLLLLP!" Brian screamed as he tried to climb the cage side. Britney was after him, and not even Kevin wanted to touch her...

"HEY!" Brian dropped to the floor. "THOSE ARE MY PANTS!" Brian shouted as Britney pulled his pants to his ankles. "I know," Britney said and rushed at him. "KEVIN! HOWIEEE! A.J.! RICKEEE!" "Why do you want them when you can have me?" Britney asked flirtatiously and kissed his cheeks. She stopped suddenly and wore a look of deep thought. "Hmm... what am I supposed to do now? I've never gotten past flirting..." Brian sighed. So did Ricky. "Umm... Ricky?" "Yeah?" "Why aren't you wearing pants?" "It's the new trend. See, he isn't wearing pants," he said pointing to Brian. Nikki and Dee fell on the floor laughing. They didn't see Joey, Chris, and Justin walk in behind them...

Nick, Dee, Nikki, and AJ all laughed as they saw the scene in the cage. It was just too hilarious. From behind, N'Sync smiled, but not because of Britney's new plan to divide and conquer. J.C. grinned as he thought of the key he held safely in his pocket, and wondered if maybe he should let Britney do her work..it was a unique form of torture...he nodded at the others, and suddenly a fight broke loose. "HEY!" Dee yelped, and Kevin, Howie, and Ricky all stopped to look. No one noticed that Britney seemed to have figured out what to do next. "GET OFF ME!" Brian screamed as he pushed her away and tried to get his pants up...but Britney was being very VERY persistent...

Nick took the pipe he was holding and went after Joey (scary one, right?). He gripped the pipe like a baseball bat and walked slowly toward him. Chris ran and hid behind the boxes. Joey looked for something to fight with. He knew he wouldn't win unarmed.

Kevin and Howie looked around desperately. They knew the only thing they could do now was save Brian. Kevin and Howie each took an arm and pulled. The second she was off, Brian jumped to his feet and pulled his pants up. "Thanks, guys," he said, a bit annoyed that it took so long. "LET ME GO!" Britney whined. Brian looked terrified. "No!" Brian, Kevin, and Howie said almost simultaneously. "No!" repeated Ricky.

WHAM! Joey fell to the floor and held his hands tightly to the left side of his head. A.J. ran for J.C.. BAM! A.J. nose started bleeding slightly. WHACK! J.C.'s head felt like it was going to explode. WHAM! J.C. flew into the wall after Dee hit him in the stomach with a pipe. Chris came out of hiding. "You can't hurt my group!" he yelled and dashed toward Nikki. "Hey! Dee! Toss me a pipe!" Dee threw the pipe she was holding. "Here! Catch!"

"...catch!" The voice faded in and out and Nikki began struggled to stay awake. Blackness played at the edges of her eyes and she slipped into unconsciousness. "Nikki?" "Ohhhh..." Nikki groaned as she opened her eyes, a throbbing pain developing in her head. She blinked, suddenly aware of the three faces above her. "Geez...when i said catch, I didn't mean with your head!" Dee smiled as she helped Nikki up. "I think you should charge her for assault with pop can!" A.J. laughed and handed her a pack of ice. "Wha-?" Nikki frowned. Wasn't everyone in the warehouse? She glanced over Dee, AJ, and Brian and around the room. Howie was on the phone in the corner... "Yeah...your gonna freak when ya'll see that bill!" Brian said as he followed her gaze. "He's been on that for about two hours...long distance." "My god..."Nikki scanned the room once more to find Kevin chatting up some people, and Nick was telling his friend about his latest and greatest video game win. "Wow...you must have hit me good, Dee, cause I had the strangest dream about you and N'Sync putting us in a cage...and Britney suing us and going for every walking male..." Nikki shook her head. "Dang...must be the weight lifting!" Dee flexed her arm. "Yeah right!" A.J. laughed and took a swig of his Mountain Dew. DING DONG "I'll get it!" Brian ran to the door and yanked it open, expecting some more friends. Instead an older man with a suit appeared. "Uh...hello?" Brian glanced around, and all had his attention. "Nikki?" The man said, and Brian pointed. "Hello," The man shook a still half-dazed Nikki and continued. "I'm Larry McRynalds from JC Law Firm...I'm hear to give you the papers concerning your alleged assault on Britney Spears..."

"WHAT?"

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