
Nick and Howie are sitting Nick's living room staring at their viewers choice award which they had "borrowed" from the other Boys.)
Nick: Oh Howie, now the whole world can see what we've accomplished.
Howie: Yes, they're saying my little Nicky has a gift...and you've put everything second including me to achieve this.
Nick: Oh Howie, let's take this into the bedroom and look at each other..oops..I mean the trophy. (giggles)
Howie: (sighs) Did I ever tell you that you remind me of Lou Pearlman when you're being naughty?
Howie: (rolls his eyes) And he doesn't cry after sex...
In their bedroom...
(Nick is wearing high heels and lipstick. He is putting on a private show for Howie who starts getting a horrible wink that won't go away)
Howie: Nicky, you forgot my favorite part of this.
Nick: But..but..Howie..they just bunched up when I put those spandex thingys on...(Starts to cry)
Howie: (Is about to slap Nick when he sees the broken window) Oh no, someone broke in through the back window..
Nick: (Stops crying) I love it when you tease me Sweet D.
Howie: NO, SOMEONE TRESSPASSED INTO YOUR HOME!!
(They hear someone in the bathroom, Nick wets his pants. AJ is standing there in his underpants.) *Side note: AJ in his underpants...ooohhh babeeeee*
AJ: (Singing) Like a Virgin, HEY!
Howie: (Checks AJ and tries to control his mad winking) Ummm...This is our (wink wink) home, I am the breakfast burrito man. There are no (wink wink) prescription drugs or (wink wink) needles in this (wink wink) house.
AJ: No needles or prescription drugs? (looks at Nick) Hey, she's like me with boobs.
Nick: Hey, I'm not a girl! We just make sure that anything that pops up, we nail it right in the butt.
Howie: (Slaps Nick) Dammit, you're not supposed to let our secret out. Remember all those screaming fans? They know I'm gay, but if they knew about you, the heartthrob of the group, we'd lose our jobs.
Nick: (Looks confused, then brightens) I resign in Florida.
AJ: (interrupting) Look, I didn't break in here for no reason. I have something to tell you flamers. (Turns to Howie)
Howie: And what would (wink wink) that be?
AJ: Do you know why Howie winks? I do, I do...
Nick: It's a Backstreet thang.
AJ: (Turns to Nick, annoyed) Do you know why you're a dumbass?
Nick: (smiles) I'ts Valentine's Day when St. Patrick comes and shoots you in the butt.
Howie: Oh Nicky, you know what all this butt-talk does to me. (starts to molest Nick).
AJ: Man, I can't take this sh*t anymore. (Points gun at Nick,pulls trigger) Hold the press. (Points gun at self, pulls trigger)
Next fall...
Nick: Why did you insist on us riding horses during our first session? I'm getting kinda sick from all this bouncing.
Kevin: You idiot. You're...on..backwards.
Nick: (looks down, reliezes the error off his ways, and turns around) Do you think I'm cute?
Kevin: Umm...how is our discussing...your cuteness..going to help...me with my mental...problems...because I have mental problems..and that is bad...because mental problems are bad...especially if you see...dead people...and I see dead people...which is REALLY bad...you know, that's why i have...mental problems...because of the dead people...I see them...they're everywhere...(Nick yawns and Kevin gives him a dirty look)
Nick: (looks thoughtful) If I was a Beanie Baby, I'd be Bronty or royal blue Peanut 'cause they're both rare and precious--like me. (giggles annoyingly)
Kevin: (starts speeding up)
Nick: Hey, go slower.
Kevin: (Goes even faster)
Nick: What are you doing? Are you trying to lose me? You never told me if you thought I was cute or not.
Kevin: I...don't...care...
Nick: (Is so shocked that someone doesn't care about how he looks, he falls aff the horse)
Kevin: Ha..ha..ha
Nick: Wait, sorry if I offended you. Sometimes I think TOO hard and when I stop to think, I forget to start again. (Starts crying) Where's my Mommmmyyyyy?
Kevin: (laughs so hard that he falls off HIS horse, and rolls spastically around on the ground, hysterical)
Nick: (panics) What? Did you see a dead person?
Kevin: No...it's just the idea...of you...thinking at ALL..
Nick: (crosses his arms and sticks out his tongue) Well, I resign in Florida and you don't.

Next session, Brian, Kevin and Nick are sitting in Kevin's living room.
Kevin: Mommy...how did you...meet...daddy?
Brian: Oh man, it was a long time ago, hello. I can tell you that much...I don't want to go into details, but there was a sauna involved.
Nick: (Runs out of the room screaming) My virgin ears!!
Kevin: Mommy..it wasn't that...Leighanne person...was it?
Brian: Hey look at my face, my name is B-Rok, and I'm gonna always love you, cuz I'll B-rockin' your house.


Kevin: Well, I...guess..that we'll never...meet again...(mutters under breath) Thank God...
Nick: (is choked up with tear) You remind me of my dear Howie D at home..
Kevin: Uhhh...maybe you should...go...see...her..and talk to her... *mutters* like...when she's ASLEEP..
Nick: Oh thank you Kevin. (hugs Kevin and leaves, turning and waving even after Kevin is out of sight)
At Nick's house...
Chris: OH Howie, you're so good for me Latin Lover..
Howie: You have no idea what watching those little braids of yours moving across my stomach does to me...
(Nick walks in)
Nick: AHHH!!! Howie, you're cheating on me! (Tries to push Chris over, but can't) What? What's wrong with me? (Britney walks in and amazingly, Nick can see her)
Britney: Duh, you're dead.
Nick: (gets angry) No I'm not, otherwise I wouldn't be able to TALK now would I?
Britney: (shrugs) Cute, not smart. Hey...now that Justin ran away, you want to stay with me?
Nick: Hey, you told me your boobs were real.
Britney: Umm...they are...they just popped cuz they..umm..got too big. Yeah, they got too big.
Nick: OH, okay, (gives one last loving look at Howie who is doing some kinky stuff to Chris) ok. I agree. (They run away singing and live happily ever after in mutual incompetence..*ahem* I mean companionship..)



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