Taylor and Zac were going to beat up the vending machine. "Damn it! I want my Skittles!" And Taylor kicked the machine with his foot. Zac started laughing at his brother. "You are so stupid! You have to hit it with your hip like this." And Zac nudged it and the Skittles came out. He looked at his brother and started laughing, "you are so retarded Zac." "Thank you!" And he bowed and turned around and ran right into a girl with yellow looking skin. "Oh I'm sorry!" Zac said, "that's ok. Hey, you're Hanson!" They both smiled, "yeah." "Well then, I guess no one warned you no one can ever load this stupid vending machine right." Taylor snickered, "Well, with Zac's hips we got it out!" Zac grinned and the girl laughed.
"Hey, would you mind autographing something?" "No, not at all." And Taylor ripped open the bag of candy. "Want some?" "Sure, I love the green ones." "Ok," and Taylor poured three of them in her hand and she popped them in her mouth. She noticed them looking at her, "it's jaundice, my liver is deciding it doesn't want to function right." "Oh, that's not good." Zac said walking with her back to her room and Taylor lagging eating it's skittles. "You know, we haven't seen you here before." She looked at Tay, "yeah, I just came in this morning. Nice Christmas gift huh?" "Oh yeah, real nice. But Merry Christmas though!" Tay said and downed a few more skittles. "Thanks, ditto."
She opened the door and Taylor almost choked on his skittles, "ok, you are ONE fast worker." She turned red, "oh yeah, my friend brought me in and she put them up." Zac started laughing, "cool! Kind of freaky but cool!" And he pulled a Sharpie marker out. "Gee Zac aren't we prepared." "Hey, when you have people following you into the bathroom for autographs you realize that you have to get rid of them quickly." Both of them started laughing, "so Zac, when did this happen?" Taylor asked, "it's never happened to me." Zac turned red, "never mind."
He turned towards the girl, "so uh, um, what's your name?" "Oh yeah! I'm Michelle, but everyone calls me Micky." "Oh ok, what do you want us to sign Micky?" "Um, hang on." And she scanned the room and tried to take the poster down. "Stupid IV!" And she almost pulled it out, "ouch!" Taylor ran over to her, "no don't, I'll get it, which one?" He helped her down while she held on to the IV to make sure it didn't come out of her hand. Taylor got on the chair and took the poster off the wall. He jumped off the chair and Micky got back on the bed. "Thank you so much, so where's Ike?" "Oh, he's with our friend in another room." "Oh, ok, just wondering." "We'll send him over when we get back to her room." "Oh that's not necessary, meeting you guys is just enough."
Taylor pushed the chair in and then took the pen from Zac since he was done and signed his name. "Well, her you go." "Thank you so much! Oh this is just a nice thing to do! Thank you so much!" "Yeah, it's no problem at all! But you know what, I'm sure Ike is starting to freak out so we better get back but we'll send him over . . . with Zac's marker." And both of them looked at Zac, "Shut up, both of you." And Zac stormed out of the room; "he's just a wee bit testy this morning." Micky started laughing. "Well, thank you again. And tell your friend that I'm sorry she isn't feeling to well either, I hope she gets better." Taylor didn't say anything and opened the door, "thank you, so do we." And he left the room.
