"Ike, this show we're doing Tuesday..." Zac began when they were back on the tour bus.

"Yeah?" Ike was on the 'net again, not really paying attention to Zac.

"There's gonna be a lot of different bands there, right?"

Ike looked up from his laptop. "Yeah, so?"

"Well, is um... Is Otown one of them?"

"CRAP!" Ike looked back to his laptop and typed in some more stuff. "I can't BELIEVE I never thought of that!"

Taylor returned from the small kitchen with a bag of Fritos. "Why don't we ever have any GOOD food on this bus?"

"Because we're living with a human garbage disposal." Ike made a gesture with his head toward Zac and didn't take his eyes off his computer screen.

"Shut up, Ike." Zac reached a hand under the mattress of his bunk and retrieved a flattened chip bag. "Cheeto?" He asked with a grin.

"Yuck!" Tay made a face. "Dude, Cheetos taste like feet."

"Tasted a lot of feet, have you Tay?" Zac teased.

"Spazz." Tay shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"You're the one claiming to know what feet taste like." Zac shrugged in mock innocence and tilted the Cheeto bag toward his open mouth.

"You know what I mean." Tay was visibly irritated, but held back.

"Shhh!" Ike interjected. "No more!" He still hadn't looked up in about five minutes. "Here's the set list." He turned his computer so they could all see.

"Britney Spears..." Tay rolled his eyes. "Oh, GREAT..."

"The Backstreet Boys..." Ike picked up reading. "Mary J Blige... Pink... U2 - "

"Bono SCARES me..." Zac said.

Tay laughed. "Don't worry, we'll protect you."

"Otown's playing too..." Ike said with a thoughtful look on his face.

"What are we gonna do?" Tay asked.

"Do we get to suit up this time?" Zac asked. "Or at least look like GUYS?"

"Isn't that a bit of a stretch for you?" Tay quipped.

"Oooh..." Zac appeared hurt. "Were those the big guns?"

"Boom..." Tay said as he swung a pillow at Zac's head.

"Bring the van... And we have to... um... No, that won't work." Ike was talking mostly to himself and hadn't really noticed the other two.

Zac tossed the pillow back at Tay, but Tay blocked it and the pillow bounced off of his forearm and hit Ike in the face.

Ike stopped in mid-sentence, but only looked at them and blinked twice. Zac and Tay went straight-faced and waited for him to say or do something.

"We might have to suit up for this one." Ike said finally. Tay looked deep in thought.

Zac grinned. "YES!"

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"Today's the day, Haylee... It HAS to be..." Liz was in motion the minute the alarm went off. She changed out of her pajamas and into her new outfit. The red shirt with low neckline and bell sleeves hung on her body in a way that made her look slightly more girl than linebacker.

"Sleep..." Haylee mumbled from the top bunk.

Liz stopped brushing through her matted brown waves and walked over to Haylee's bed. She put her mouth inches from Haylee's ear and whispered a trance-like "Haaaaaaannnnnnnsssssssooooooonnnnn..."

Haylee smiled groggily and sat up. "Alright." She relented. "You have my full attention." She stretched.

"Goodbye four-leaf clovers. Hello gone awry. Don't cry, the fight ain't over, unless you let it pass you by." Liz sang happily as she put on her eyeliner.

When they were both dressed and fully made up, they sat down at the card table and put the little TV on Nickelodeon.

"Whoooo lives in a pineapple under the sea?" The cartoon captain was singing.

"SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!!!" The girls answered in unison.

"Absorbent and yellow and porous is he!"

"TAYLOR HANSON!!!" Liz shouted. They both giggled at the nonsensical change of lyrics.

It was the classic first episode where Spongebob first gets his job at the Krusty Krab. The girls randomly recited entire pieces of dialogue with the show. When it was over and all was right again in Bikini Bottom, the girls stepped out of the RV to walk to the IHOP across the street for breakfast.

They were greeted by a mass of girls with signs.

"Is he in there?" One of them startled Liz by grabbing her arm, pointing to their RV with her other hand.

"Who?" Haylee asked, confusion playing on her lightly freckled features.

"Ashley!?!" The girl asked.

"Who the HELL is Ashley and since when is that a GUY's name?" Liz asked.

"DUH!" The girls were frantic.

"Otown!" One of the others shouted.

Liz almost fell to the ground in hysterics. "Dude," she began, "Otown blows goats!"

"Liz..." Haylee warned. She nodded toward the ten girls who were younger and smaller, but definitely had them beat by numbers.

"Otown is the greatest band EVER!" One of the girls informed them.

"Okay," Liz was not paying attention to Haylee's silent plea for her to be good, "first of all, 'Blowtown' is not a BAND..."

Haylee sighed and braced herself for an unleashing of Liz's frustration as Liz verbally bared her fangs at the teenyboppers.

"They don't play any instruments." Liz continued. "They don't even write their own SONGS. And they can't get good writers for the songs they sing."

"'We Fit Together' is my favorite song!" A blonde girl said defensively.

"I'm sure it is, sweetie. But that's because you're a human speedbump, and thinking for YOURSELF would require you to first obtain a BRAIN."

"Liz!" Haylee tried one more time to yank Liz's very thin leash.

"Who are YOU here to see?" A snotty girl about Liz and Haylee's age asked.

"We're here for Hanson." Liz challenged. The very mention of the word was to request ridicule in any circumstances, other than a real Hanson concert. Liz was asking the girl to make her madder.

"Dude, is Hanson still ALIVE?" The girl asked. Her cronies laughed. "They're gay."

With that, the girl's fate was self-sealed. "Oh, REALLY?" Now Haylee was mad enough to get in on it. "And Otown is SOOO heterosexual." She said.

"Yes." Liz stated. "Quite."

"'Mmmbop' sucked." The girl was smirking.

"You know, they've had SEVERAL albums since "Middle of Nowhere" and it's fine with me if you hate them because Hanson doesn't NEED Otown fans. You'll buy anything by anybody who's on TRL. We like MUSIC." Liz went for the kill. "Not mindless, ready-made, packaged CRAP like Otown."

The leader of the pack gave Haylee a look and a weak "Whatever."

As they walked across the lot, they laughed at the Otown fans and talked about the concert.

"This is it, Hay..." Liz stated. "I can feel it. Today is THE day."

Haylee smiled from her daydream.

"We're gonna meet them tonight."

An angry, male voice was screaming from inside the building. Liz grabbed Haylee's hand and pulled her to the door, putting a finger to her lips.

"You listen to me!" An older man was yelling. "First, you perform." There was a pause and then some rustling noises. "THEN you cut the third rope at the top, but use this! It has to look like an ACCIDENT!"

Liz and Haylee shot each other worried glances. The latch on the door moved. Haylee's eyes went wide. They ran behind a parked car and ducked just as the door flew open and a fat, bald guy stepped out, followed by all five members of Otown. They walked to a limo just a few cars down from the one Liz and Haylee were hiding behind and drove off.

"LIZ!" Haylee yelled, popping up from behind the car.

Liz was still wondering if it had all really happened.

"Do you KNOW who's playing RIGHT AFTER OTOWN?" Haylee continued without a response from Liz.

This caught her attention. Liz looked up and her mouth dropped open. "NO... WAY..." She said.

"YES!!!" Haylee confirmed Liz's fear. "THEY'RE GONNA KILL OUR BOYS!!!" Haylee screamed.

"Shhh!!!" Liz looked around and smiled at a few people walking by.

"They'll never get past us." Haylee said with resolve. Haylee never was very argumentative or confrontational, but Hanson brought out the pit bull in her.

"Haylee..." Liz looked at her. "We have to at least WARN them..."

Haylee nodded. "Definitely. And if they don't believe us, we'll KILL OTOWN!"

"Um, you know I'd LOVE to, Hay, but I think we should try warning them first."

Haylee nodded. "I know... But if it doesn't work... THEN we kill Otown."

"Agreed." Liz nodded again. Haylee. Today HAS to be the day we meet Hanson." Liz took a deep breath and stared into the distance at the huge amphitheater. "Their lives DEPEND on it."