"OK, WHERE THE HELL IS IT?" Grendal yowls. "Baron, you see any strange looking yellow furballs around here?"

"You better hide Busta. He sounds pissed and even I don't mess with him when he's pissed." Baron warns.

"Ah, ha. There you are! I'm gonna scratch your eyes out and then I'm gonna make shreds of the rest of you. You little…."

"Whoa, what happened?" Baron asks, stepping between Grendal and Dirk, who Busta was cowarring behind.

"Thank little shit was watching me in the bathroom," Grendal hissed.

"What? Busta," Dirk reprimands. "What were you thinking? You don't like to be watched when you do your business, why would you think it would be cool to watch him?"

"I don't know. It was just facinating. I'm sorry." Busta whines.

"Yeah, you are. Stay the hell away from me, or I'll rip you to shreds. Got it?" Grendal hisses.

"Yes."

"Good." Grendal walks out the door and disappears.

"Man, you're one lucky little dog. Normally he would've torn you apart without even thinking twice about it." Baron marvels.

"Yeah, well I didn't mean to make him mad. I've never seen an animal go to the bathroom in one of those things before." Busta states.

"What? I've been using a litterbox for a week in front of you. What are you talking about?" Dirk questions.

"He wasn't using a litterbox. He was using that big white thing that the humans sit on and make the place smell awful."

"Really!? Wow! No wonder you were staring." Dirk says.

"Ok, you two are strange. You've never seen an animal use a toilet? Where have you been all your lives?" Baron asks.

"In a pet store. Since the day I was weaned." Busta answers.

"Same with me." Dirk replies.

"Wow. Ok, anyway, let's get this tour on the road. You gonna be able to keep up there short stuff?"

"Of course I can," Busta brags.

"I wasn't talking to you, you screwball. I was talking to Dirk. His legs are shorter than yours and you seem to be able to handle the stairs just fine. He on the other hand might not be so lucky."

"Oh, I knew that."

"I don't know. I'll try. Let's get going already. This place is huge. It's gonna take days to see it all."

"So? I like what you've done with the place Jayce."

"Yeah? I haven't really done much. Never around. Most of the decorating has been done by Nancy."

"Nancy? Who's that?"

"Oh, that's Mrs. Pillowfluff's daughter. She's pretty cool."

"Does she know who you are?"

"Yep. Don't worry Lance, she's not a Teenie. She's not gonna come screaming into the house because JC Chasez, Lance Bass, and Chris Kirkpatrick of NSYNC are back in town. She helps Rosie keep an eye on the place while I'm gone."

"Jayce? Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, what's up?"

"Why is Chris here?"

"Um, I don't know, to be honest. He asked if he could stay here for the week and you know I can't say no to any of you guys."

"Yeah? Well, there better be one thing you say no to the rest of the guys about."

"What's that?"

"This," Lance smiles, wraps his arms around JC's waist and pulls him in for a kiss.

"Will you two get a room?" Chris interupts.

"Yeah. No problem. Come on Lance. I need to show you where you're staying anyway."

They walk up the stairs and into the master bedroom, "This is 'our' room. Please make yourself at home."

"Ok." Lance grabs JC and pushes him to the bed. He closes and locks the door.

"Um, what are you doing?"

"Making myself at home." He crawls up on the bed and sprawls himself on top of JC.

"Oh, shit." Busta mumbles.

"What? What is the…Oh. Oh, shit." Baron stammers.

"See, I told you they were in love." Dirk smirks.

"Yeah, but now we're stuck in here cuz they shut the door." Baron complains.

"Might as well make ourselves comfortable. They don't look like they plan on leaving the room anytime soon." Dirk states.

"That's for sure. I can't watch this." Baron says. "I'll be under the bed, let me know when we can leave."

"Under the bed? What's under there?" Busta asks. "Can I come with you?"

"Yeah, sure. Nothing's under there. That's where I sleep."

"Oh. That sucks. I'll let you two know when it's time to come out. I'm gonna check the room out while we're stuck in here. See if I can find a good place to hang out while they do that, cuz I'm thinking there's gonna be allot of that going on in here."

"Well, have fun dude. Hey, Baron, wait for me man."

"Alright, now that those two fools are out of my way. Hmm? What's in here? Ooooh. More furry things. Yes, I've hit the mother-load. Look at all this stuff."

"Jayce?"

"Hmm?"

"Have I told you how nice you are today?"

"Hmm? Nope, don't think so."

"Well, I think you are the sweetest, kindest, most gorgeous man I've ever set my eyes on."

"Really? That's strange cuz I was thinking the same thing about you. Now, come back down here and finish what you started."

"Mmmm. You mean this?" Lance leans down and places a light kiss on JC's lips. He's working his way to JC's neck when…

Bang, bang

"Guys, have you seen Busta?" Chris yells through the door.

"Damn, guess we'll have to finish this later." JC states, as Lance grunts and rolls off.

"Damn, Chris."

JC gets up and stomps over to the door, "What the hell are you pounding on the door for? Can't you give us a few minutes alone?"

"Sorry man. I didn't realize you guys were….well…I'm sorry. Have you seen Busta? I haven't seen him in a while and I'm a bit concerned."

About this time a two small streaks and one very large streak of fur come barrelling towards the door.

"I guess that answers your question. Now give us some time alone would you?" JC asks.

"No problem. You guys want me to order anything for dinner for you?"

"Yeah. Call that Chinese place. There should be a menu in the drawer under the phone. We'll be down in a few."

"Alright. You two be careful."

"Chris," JC blushes. "We're not that far into our relationship."

"Well, that's nice to know. You two take your time and get to know each other first. Don't want to get to involved and then find out you don't like the guy or anything."

"Will you take your sarcastic ass downstairs already?"

"Yeah, tell Lance I'm giving you all one hour and then I'm coming back up here to pester you."

"Ok. Fine I'll tell him. Now will you leave already?"

"Have fun."

JC turns around and sees Lance passed out on one side of the bed. He goes over, grabs the quilt from the foot of the bed, climbs in and covers them up. He wraps one arm around Lance and whispers, "I love you," in his ear. Then he falls asleep too.

"Whew, that was close. I thought we were gonna be stuck in there seeing some shit I'm not all that sure I wanted to see." Baron states.

"You, I've been sleeping in the same room with them for the last week. You know how hard it is to block those sounds out?" Dirk says.

"Well, I for one do not ever want to be witness to anything more than them kissing." Busta puts in.

"Alright, let's finish this tour. You ready?"

"Yep. Could you kneel down for a second?"

"Sure. There, is that better?"

"Yes. Now I can see better and I don't have to try going up and down all those stairs. Thanks man."

"No problem."

"Damn, I gotta get a picture of this. C and Lance aren't gonna believe me when I tell them about this." Chris says. "Ah ha, here it is. (click) Gotya!"

"Ah. I'm blind. What the hell was that?" Dirk asks.

"That was a camera. Chris just took our picture."

"Picture? What's a picture?" Busta questions.

"A picture is an image of us. Come on I'll show you. It's too hard to explain. There. See those things on the wall there?"

"Yeah, they look like JC, Lance, Chris, the guy with curly hair, the guy that's always eating." Dirk says.

"Yep, it is. Those are pictures."

"Wow, those are cool. And they come out of those little black things that Chris had? Wow." Dirk marvels.

"Yeah. It is pretty cool. Hang on there Dirk. We're heading down now. Ok, on the left here we have the living room. I'm not allowed on the furniture, but since you guys are little, you probably will. Over here we have the eating room, this is where the guys are supposed to eat. In here, this is Senora Rosie and Nancy's room. I've never seen any of the guys do anything more than pull stuff out of that white box, they call a fridge, or that closet thing over there. This room back here, I've never seen any of the guys go in. It has a couple of big white boxes in it that Senora Rosie feeds their clothes to after they've worn them. It must not like them though cuz she always has to take them back out and put them back in their rooms. The weird thing is, they wear the clothes again after she puts them back. I don't quite understand that one. Anyway, this box here. I love this black box. Senora Rosie always lets me have a taste of the stuff she puts in here, after she takes it back out. It's really pretty cool, I'm sure you'll get to see sometime. This is one of the bathrooms. Ok, hold on again Dirk. Back up the stairs we go. Here we have JC's special room. I have no idea what he does in here but it's always really quite when he's in here, not like when he goes down in the studio. Don't even ask. We're not allowed down there. Only humans are allowed down there, and not very many of them. This is the room Justin stays in when come over, this is Joey's room, this is Chris' room, this is the room Lance was supposed to use, and we all know what's in that room. There's also another bathroom at the end of the hall which 'someone' has already found. Well. That's it. So what ya think?"

"Damn, it was much faster than I thought it would be. Thanks for the ride man."

"Yeah, with your short ass legs it probably would have taken a couple of days to see everything."

"Hey, I like my legs just the way they are."

"I'm happy for you. I'm gonna go take a nap now. See ya later."

"I'm with you. Where's a nice cool place to sleep?"

"I usually nap in the kitchen. You can join me if you like."

"Cool. See ya Dirk."

"See ya. I'm gonna go explore."

"Ok. Have fun."

"Will do. Now all I gotta do is get back down all these damn stairs and I'll find out what the hell a 'studio' is."