We packed and Key took us all outside, showing us a huge RV.
"Woooah!" I said. It was bigger than I thought it would be.
"Woah. This is cool." Minho said. We all put our bags up and started driving. Yoona and I walked around. There were three bathrooms, a kitchen, and five bunk beds.
We saw a door in the very back of the van.
"What's that?" I asked.
"I don't know. Lets go find out!" Yoona said, pulling me to it. She opened the door and it was a king sized water bed. Yoona busted out laughing.
"Oh my god that looks fun."
"Fun?" I asked.
"We are so trying that tonight."
"Not before us." Key said, walking into the room with ____ and slamming the door. I thought about it for a second.
"Ew Hyung!" He opened the door again.
"Excuse me. Weren't you and your girlfriend just talking about the same thing?"
"Well....Yeah but....were innocent!" I said. He laughed.
"You are not!"
"More innocent than you!" ____ laughed.
"They got us there." Key looked at her.
"Handcuffs and whipped cream?" She said.
"Ew." Yoona and I said at the same time.
"Well...its actually fun being...naughty." Key said.
"No its not."
"Well....I dare you two to try it."
"And we'll try being all innocent all night."
"Wait one sec helmet head." Yoona said. Key rolled his eyes. "So your saying we should act like you two and you two should act like us?"
"Okay. Well what if we don't?"
"Then.... You have to make breakfast, lunch, and dinner for two weeks." ____ said.
"Okay!" I said.
"Wooh. Okay." Key tried to shut the door, but Yoona stuck her foot in the way.
"Nuh uh helmet head. Me and Taemin were going to do it tonight."
"So you have to wait until tonight." Key whined.
"Thats not fair!"
"Thats not fair!" Yoona mimicked. He rolled his eyes and walked out. Yoona ran in and yanked my arm.
"I wonder what Key and Noona do?"
"Nasty things." She said.
"Well, they were talking about handcuffs and whipped cream." She bit her lip.
"What?" I asked.
"We should try it." I smiled.
"Because I don't like cooking!" She said.
"Really? Or do you just want a chance to get kinky with me." She playfully smacked my arm.
"Nasty." I got up.
"Hey. Where are you going?" She asked.
"To get some handcuffs and whipped cream."