Full Throttle and M&Ms Do Not Mix

Ray woke up in Andy's arms. Not that she wasn't expecting it. She giggled quietly to herself.

She thought to a few days ago when Delilah put mini marshmallows in Alex's ears. Alex got back at her yesterday by putting honey in Delilah's hair.

She slinked out of Andy's arms and walked out to the kitchen.

She dug around for an empty note book, knowing the guys kept about sixty between them all.

Ryan walked in on her search for the blessed notebook.

"What are you looking for?"

She hit her head on the underside of the table.

"Fuck..." She moaned.

"Woah! Sex under the table...Kinky."

She flipped him off.

"You would."

"You wish."

"So what are you looking for?"

"My dildo." Ray spat sarcastically as Brendon walked in.

"Under the table? Kinky!" Brendon yelled.

"Well I hope you gay asses don't like your balls too much."

They looked at eachother. "Shit!" They yelled and ran off.

Ray smirked and crawled out from under the table.

"What are you looking for?"

She turned and punched the speaker, who happened to be Pete, in the nose.

"Oh Shit! I'm so sorry Pete!"

He grimaced. "You're worse than Alex and Delilah."

"Tell that to Ross and Urie, they will learn to leave me alone when I'm looking for a notebook."

He laughed.