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a horribly timed roadtrip.

Summary:

I made dpa go on a roadtrip, but then i realized… I can’t write long fics.

Still put a lot of time into this so i hope some people enjoy what could’ve been (feel free to steal the fic idea and honestly steal the whole fic i don’t really care)

Notes:

I posted this on impulse

Chapter 1: Fanny, 4 AM - 5 AM

Chapter Text

Nothing like getting up so early it could be considered night still, all because your friends impulsively decided to go on a road trip.
I wake to the sound of Black Hole knocking on my door. “-nny? Fanny? Fanny??” I hear his muffled voice through the door. “I’m awake!” I yell in response. I look over at my clock. 4:04 AM. Why the hell do we have to get up so early?? It’s not like we’ll get there super late if we don’t. I hate it.

I wrap the warm blanket around me tighter as my eyes beg me to go back to sleep. My suitcase sits in the corner, reminding me that I have to get out of bed eventually. After taking a minute to feel disappointed in myself for staying up so late, I finally let the blanket fall and stand up. As the cold surrounds me, I realize how thirsty I am and feel an aching pain in my neck. Must’ve slept on it weirdly.

I put my arms on awkwardly because I don’t really like when others put them on for me. I almost don’t even feel like changing clothes, but I know they wouldn’t let me spend all day in my pajamas. I pick clothing that makes it look like I actually at least put some thought into what I wanted to wear today. I grab my phone and charger before leaving my room.

I tiredly drag my suitcase behind me.

“5 whole days, huh?” That’s Pie.

“Yeah, isn’t that a lot?” Lightning.

“I mean sort of, but it’ll be fun, trust me.” Tree’s voice. He’s the one who organized this whole thing. Just randomly brought it up two days ago.

“I think it’ll be fun!” I don’t know how, but Marker still has his usual energy.

I walk into the kitchen and quickly snatch what must be the world’s most flavorless and dry granola bar. “Hey, Fanny!” Lightning notices me eating my dry ass granola bar first, with everyone else quickly following with their own greetings. I raise my hand just long enough for it to be considered a wave.

After some half asleep chatter that I definitely paid attention to, Remote finally finishes getting ready. She walks out of the bathroom wearing so many accessories that I’d probably be overwhelmed and wanting to jump off a cliff within 3 minutes of wearing them.

I’m barely awake as I get practically shoved out the door and into the car. At least I bat Tree’s hand away when he tries to buckle me in because I’m tired but I’m not THAT tired.

I feel my eyes grow heavy once again. Tree’s driving and music taste is thankfully pretty calm. But of course, I just have to get jerked awake because I can’t have nice things. I hear Tree mumble a few curses, which makes me realize what woke me up.

“Bad driver?” I say quietly and glance around. It seems like I’m the only one who woke up.

“Yeah… You can go back to sleep now.” Not even an hour in and he already sounds exhausted. But he probably only got 3 hours of sleep like the rest of us, so that makes sense. “You sure?” I somewhat mumble my words. He definitely isn’t the worst person to talk to, even if I’m 2 seconds from falling asleep. “Go back to sleep, Fanny. I insist.” Well I won’t argue too much with that.

I once again attempt to relax. The music softly plays and calms me, and he’s humming along which is weirdly nice to hear. I relax once again. This is gonna be a long roadtrip.