(Mikey's POV)

"Damn it! This is bullshit! Can we freaking sync this thing?!" Kara and I laughed as Jack strummed his play guitar angrily. "No! We've synced it 7 times! It's not that it's out of whack, it's that you suck!" Connor nagged, sitting at his Rock Band drum set behind us. Jack huffed in mock anger and shoved the guitar towards Jade, throwing himself face-down on the couch dramatically and whining, "Why has God cursed me with the inability to play Rock Band yet given all of you the talent to play flawlessly on expert?" before screaming into a pillow. Kara was singing, me on the bass, Connor on drums, and Jade on guitar as we started to play Call Me by Blondie. It was kind of ironic that Kara would sing a Blondie song after dying her once golden hair hot pink, but I quickly forgot the thought when she started singing. She was amazing. And the way the song fit her voice- She was better than Deborah Harry! She was really great-- like, wow. Wow.

We were about halfway through the song and doing well, before the drums screwed up horrifically and I heard a loud thud behind me along with hysterical laughter. I paused the song and turned to see what had happened. Jack was sitting on Connor's tummy and tickling him. Connor laughed really loud and high pitched, like a little kid. He was flailing his legs and ended up kicking Jack in the head before Kara dropped her mic and tackled him. "This is for my bro!" She yelled as she tickled Jack, tears streaming out of his eyes from laughing so hard. "M-mikey! H-help me!" Jack yelled between laughs. I ran over and picked Kara up, tossing her onto the couch and proceeding to tickle her while Connor attacked Jack. Then, Jade came and knocked me off Kara, tickling me.

Now it was a full-on war. On one side was Jade, Connor, and Kara, and on the other was Jack and I. Our tickle war slowly turned into a pillow fight and I think all of us pretty much forgot about Rock Band. I tackled Connor and everyone else dog-piled on top of us, causing Connor to scream really loud due to being crushed by 4 people. We all fell off of him and lay on the ground, exhausted. Then, someone knocked on the door and all of us bolted up, running to answer the door first. I beat them to it and flung open the door, almost immediately knocked to the ground by Jack and Connor. I looked up to see a pissed little old lady, tapping her foot with her hands on her hips. "Oh- hi, Mrs. Kirkland." Jack said meekly. I pushed the two of them off of me and stood up, brushing myself off and they followed. "You damned kids have been making such a fucking colossal ruckus that I can't even hear myself think! And who the fuck screamed?!"Jack ruffled his hair nervously, "Oh, sorry, Miss K. It wasn't Connor's fault he screamed. The four of us were crushing him." Connor tried to sneak away but this frail, 80-something-year-old woman ran after him and smacked him repeatedly calling him a little motherfucker. I like this old gal. She sure is feisty, and she drops the f-bomb left and right.

"Ow! Ah, Mrs. K! S-stop!" Connor yelled as she chased him through the living room and into the kitchen, hitting him. Finally, Jack threw his arms around her in a bear hug and Connor locked himself in the laundry room. "Now, now Miss Kirkland, settle down~ If you don't play nice with the other children, Santa won't bring you any toys for Christmas~" Jack chimed as she pried his arms off her. "Y'know, I really fucking worry for the future of your parents' company with a weird kid like you as the heir." Jack kissed her forehead and replied only with, "I love you, too Mrs. Kirkland." She pushed him away and stomped out of the house, clearly not as mad as she seemed to be.

Jack, the girls, and I sat on the couches, Connor still not coming out of the laundry room. "What is your parent's company, anyway?" I asked Jack. "Oh, y'know that line of hotels, JacksonP. Suites?" I nodded. They were only the ritziest, most beautiful hotels around. "You mean--" "Yup," he cut me off.

After a few moments, Jack gasped and hit the cushion next to him, "Jackson!" "Uh... What?" I asked. "Jackson! The answer to your question, it's Jackson. Remember the first time we met and you asked me if Jack stood for anything and I was all like, 'Pfft, yeah. It stands for Leonard.' Well, the answer to your question, it's Jackson." I looked at him for a second. "Maybe you should take a nap..."

I heard a creaking and then a shattering noise and turned to see Connor, his phone shattered to a million pieces on the floor. His yellow eyes were filled with fear, "My dad is in town."

Notes

If you wanna see my favorite thing look at this-- it's the Friends opening theme in the style of the show I'm basing Connor and Jade off of. And it's perfect. I didn't make the video btw, heads up.

Also I'm sorry for the cliffhanger, I know I'm a bad person.

Like, a really bad person.

I wanna film my best friend, Daylyn, singing Call Me by Blondie bc that's how I imagine Kara would sound singing it. She's amazing~


Also if you want your Connor x Jade (or Do Il and Woo Kyung in the show sorry) feels fucked up here's the video to do it. Please watch, it's really good. Again, I didn't make it.

^^^Just imagine the frizzy haired guy //he's actually really cool so don't hate him// as Jay.^^^

You think you have to deal with me not shutting up about Korean things? Just thank your lucky stars you aren't Daylyn. That doesn't mean I'm gonna stop, though. Just fair warning.

Also, I made it through a whole chapter using only one POV! Be proud of me! *cries* Just like my mother isn't. *eats copious amounts of ice cream*