Title: And One Time, At Band Camp
By: Lita - howiesangel170@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: BSB
Pairing: No real pairing, but a few implied.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never happened, don't sue.
Notes: This is really short and it stemmed from me wanting to use the title.

Pretty version is here: http://boyslash.topcities.com/bandcamp.html


And One Time, At Band Camp
by Lita


"Hey Howie, you remember that time when we hit a tree on that four wheeler?" Kevin asked, leaning across Nick so he could look at Howie.

"Of course," Howie replied. "I had ? what ? seven stitches?"

"Eight," AJ corrected from across the room.

Howie grinned and propped his feet up on the table. "Why do you remember?" he teased.

AJ shot him a devilish smile and licked his lips. "Because I licked across each one of them. You remember that, D?"

He blushed and looked quickly away. "Oh yeah. What made you bring it up, Kevin?"

Kevin shrugged and leaned back against the back of the couch. "I don't know. I'm feeling kinda nostalgic," he said.

"Hey cuz, you remember that one time back in Kentucky when you accidentally popped one of cousin Margaret's fake boobs?" Brian asked from the floor.

Kevin closed his eyes and shook his head while the others laughed. "That was embarrassing."

Nick raised his eyebrows and threw an arm around Kevin. "Yo Kev, how do you accidentally pop a boob?"

"She was wearing a water bra. And I was running with scissors."

That made everyone howl, laughing until they were all gasping for breath.

"That's pretty bad, my man," AJ said. "I remember once when we were in Germany, D and I went into this bookstore," he began as Howie covered is face with his hands. "Anyway, it wasn't your typical bookstore, if you get what I'm saying. I thought Howie was going to cry when we walked in there and saw all the magazines and movies with naked women all over them."

Nick clamped his hand on Howie's shoulder. "Howie, you have the worst luck with stuff like that. I remember one time when I was staying over at his house back in the early days. Of course, Mr. Dorough was still living with his parents. We were watching TV and Howie wanted to watch a movie on, like, channel 130 or something, but he accidentally turned to 160 or something. His parents were in the next room and this porno comes on with all this moaning and stuff," he recalled.

Howie laughed and nodded. "And the batteries decided to die then. I had to haul ass to the kitchen to get more batteries because I didn't even think to just turn off the TV manually."

After all the laughter died down, Brian looked over at AJ. "There was this one time just about a month ago when AJ was signing an autograph for a fan. She was all excited, screaming that she got to meet her favorite, or something like that. She was grinning so wide that one of the rubber bands on her braces actually popped off and hit him in the shoulder, I think. And he started laughing and ended up scribbling all over her hand with the magic marker," Brian said. "It was a train wreck."

"Well, damn! It was funny!" AJ said, shaking his head. "I felt kinda bad for her afterwards."

"Has anyone ever farted around a fan?" Nick asked, shooting Brian a sly look.

Kevin shook his head. "No. Why, have you?"

Nick giggled and shook his head, pointing at Brian. "Nope. But Frick here did. He was walking away and just let one loose. It was one of them stinky ones, too," he said as everyone laughed.

Brian shot him a dark look, but he was grinning. "Hey, uh, Nick. You remember that time you got arrested?" he shot back.

Narrowing his eyes, Nick glared at Brian. "Excuse me?"

"Yeah, I remember that," AJ said. "And everyone thought you exposed yourself."

It hadn't been funny at the time, but even Nick had to admit that it was pretty damn hilarious now. "Oh that time! Yeah! And Carson Daly said I had pulled out my Little Howie."

Howie shook his head with a bemused grin. "Where the hell did he come up with Little Howie?"

Brian shrugged. "Maybe cause you're little. Not like *that*," he added when Howie looked offended.

"Heh, I can attest to that one," AJ said with a smirk.

"Who in this room can't?" Kevin added as Howie slapped him on the arm. "Aw, come on, D. You've got to remember that time when we played Dirty Truth or Dare, don't you?"

Howie sighed resignedly. "Yeah, I remember. I was kinda the group slut in that game, wasn't I?"

Nick snorted. "Hell yeah. But you make a good little slut," he purred playfully.

"Hands off, Carter," AJ said. "My salsa god."

Howie laughed, heat creeping to his cheeks. "That was one hell of a game."

"Yes it was," Brian said. "You remember when Nick got dared to moon that car?"

"But he accidentally dropped his pants completely and ended up giving them a front view, too?" Howie finished.

"Yep," Brian said with a giggle. He rested his head back down on the floor. "We've had some funny times, man."

"And some embarrassing ones," Nick added with a shake of his head.

"And sex-ay ones," AJ said.

Everyone nodded and lapsed into silence. Nick looked around at everyone, licking his lips. "Anyone want to play some more of that truth or dare?"

"Do you ever think about anything else?" Kevin groaned.

Nick smirked. "Not when it comes to my Little Howie."

Howie slapped him upside the head. "Quit calling it that!"

"Give him some attention and I will," Nick said, kissing Howie's cheek sloppily.

"Okay, Carter, that's it," AJ said, standing up. "We're playing. And if anyone dares Nick and Howie to do anything sexual to each other, I'm kicking someone's ass."

END