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Difficulties.

A/N: I literally have no idea where this story is going but you know what let's just see what happens. The picture above is Scott's brace.

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*Mitch's POV*

"Miiiiiitch."

I groan and pull the covers over my head.

"It's time."

I sit up and give him a confused look.

"Tour? Y'know the thing we do?"

I yawn. Is that today?

"Yes. Have you packed?" Scott asks.

I nod and point to my suitcase.

I start to get out of bed when I freeze. You got up by yourself?

"Nah Kirstie is here. She's gonna help us get everything in the car."

I nod and pick up my suitcase.

I walk out of our bedroom and into the kitchen.

"Hey Mitchell." Kirstie says.

I wave to her and set Scott and I's stuff by the door.

"I made waffles!" She says and points to the table.

Thank you. I sign and sit at the table.

"So are you guys excited?" Kirstie asks and bites into her waffle.

I nod.

"A little nervous. Ready to go to Asia." Scott says.

"Me too! It's so far away though." Kirstie says.

I take a sip of my coffee.

This is good. Did you make it?

"I did! It's a secret recipe."

"Do you know where we're gonna be for Christmas?" Scott asks.

I shrug and look at Kirstie.

"I think we're gonna be in Tokyo which is cool." Kirstie says.

"I haven't been shopping or anything yet." Scott says.

"I haven't either. There's no time!" Kirstie says.

I finish my waffle and Scott laughs. "Were you hungry?"

I nod. I'm a big boy.

Kirstie and Scott laugh.

"We need to leave in approximately ten minutes so we'd better get our stuff in the car." Scott says and tries to get out from under the table.

"I'm stucckkk." He whines and I laugh.

Too bad.

"Mitchieeee." He whines.

I sigh and pull his chair out.

"Thank you. Now you have to kiss me." He says.

I lean down but put my finger to his lips. You thought.

Kirstie rolls her eyes. "Okay, lovebirds. We're gonna be the last ones at the airport."

I grab a jacket and some sunglasses.

"Because you don't have enough jackets packed already." Scott says.

I playfully glare at him.

You can never have too much clothes.

"You are right about that." He says and laughs.

I say goodbye to Wyatt and make sure that every door is locked and all the lights are off.