BTR was official going on tour!

Emily had taped up a global map on the wall in the studio, placing small pin with mini Big Time Rush flags into the cities where the band would play. 

While they had booked plenty of great venues in big cities in America, there was some trouble reaching international places.

"Look, the new album is called All Over Again, so I want this tour to be called the All Over The World Tour," Gustavo said, for the millionth time as Kelly frustratingly hung up the phone and Emily refreshed her email yet again to see no messages.

"Yeah, well, Germany won't call us back!" Kelly sighed.

Emily rolled around in her chair, "Australia still hasn't answered our email," she reminded them, her head back as she sighed, spinning in circles. 

The producer groaned, picking up his banana as Kendall ran in, fearful, "Gustavo, we have a problem."

"I know, we're booking our world tour and the world won't call us back!" He snapped. 

"Actually, no. Me and the guys got in a huge fight and they moved out."

Emily sat up straight, her legs stopping the spinning chair as she wide-eyed Kendall. "They moved out?" Her, Kelly, and Gustavo all questioned.

"Yeah," he winced, "so can you yell at them and get them to come back so we can be friends again?" Kendall smiled hopefully. 

"Yes, because I do not need this band breaking up before our soon-to-be world tour," he agreed. "Plus, I love to yell!" Gustavo took the last bite of his banana, spiking the peel to the floor. 

"Did you just spike a banana peel?" Emily wondered, getting out of her chair. 

"Pick it up before you slip on it and throw your back out," Kelly told him. 

"Oh, please," he scoffed, "that only happened in cartoons." Gustavo bent down to pick it up, a loud crack ringing out as she wheezed in pain. "My back."

Emily gasped, standing in front of the man who remained hunched over, arms dangling as he whispered. 

"Oh, this looks bad," Kelly muttered. 

"I can't move, or yell," Gustavo whispered.

"Maybe not that bad," Emily hummed, smiling at Kelly. Kendall whipped his head to head, panicked.

"Oh, yes it is!" He cried. "Because he needs to get to the Palm Woods so he can fix us."

"Kendall," he hushed out, "You and Emily have to do it yourself. You have to keep this band together." Kendall and Emily shared a nervous glance, knowing the guys could be stubborn and would never listen to them. "And, Kelly, call Doc Hollywood."

Kelly leaned over to the teens, "You know, I've never heard him whisper before." Emily perked her head up, nodding eagerly in agreement. 

"I will destroy all of you."

The girl flinched, pushing Kendall as he ran out of the studio with her. "You were fighting again?" She asked in disbelief. 

For the past week, Emily had barely seen the boys for two reasons; she was scheduling a tour and they could not stop fighting. Nothing even happened to make them upset with each other, one day in the park, they snapped at each other and began wrestling. 

"I don't know why we're fighting so much!" Kendall gasped.

"Do you know where they would've gone?"

He shook his head at a loss, "They could never afford to live alone."

***

Kendall stopped at the front desk, impatiently ringing the bell for Bitters to come out and give them information on where the guys went. Emily leaned against the desk, catching something interesting out at the pool. In front of the cabana were large plants and folded up pool chairs to create a barrier. 

The girl nudged Kendall's arm, nodding out to the pool, "Do you see that?"

Kendall narrowed his eyes, slinking forward. The closer they got, they recognized Logan sitting in a chair in the center of his homemade deck. 

Walking into his area, he fake smiled in excitement, "Oh, Kendall, so not nice to see you. Now get off my lawn please! Thank you," he waved. 

Emily frowned, observing the pavement, "There is no lawn."

"And what is this?" Kendall stressed.

Logan sighed, standing from his chair as he walked in between the two, hands on his hips and sighing contently to himself, "I always wanted a place by the water." Emily's eyes fell on the pool he stared down at, concerned, glancing to Kendall, fearing he lost his mind. "It's so peaceful and doesn't have any of my," the boy spun around facing Emily and Kendall, eyes narrowed, "ex-friends."

Emily rolled her eyes, "Dude, just come back to the crib and talk it out."

"Cause you can't live in a cabana your whole life!" Kendall shouted, pointing to the opened suitcase sitting inside the tent. 

"No, but," Logan pointed out, sitting back down as he opened the sign-in binder, "the cabana sign-in sheet goes up to two years and look at who's booked it," he hummed, pointing to the long list of his name, "Me." Logan slammed the book shut, "Now get off my lawn!" He called, shooing them away. 

"There is no lawn," Emily gasped, concerned by Logan's state.

Kendall sighed, "I'm sorry we were fighting. What will it take to get you to come back to the crib?"

Thoughtfully, Logan stood up, "I want James and Carlos to apologize too. Then, hmm, I'll think about it!" 

"Done," Kendall smiled, running off. Emily threw her arms up in defeat, watching him run away.

"We don't know where they are!" She reminded him. Kendall turned, running back as he skidded in front of Logan again. 

"Do you happen to know where they are?"

"I don't care," Logan chuckled. "But, Carlos did say he always wanted a place overlooking the park."

Kendall nodded, running off with Emily following, "Bye, Logan!" She waved. 

He raised his lemonade, grinning before sitting back in front of the water. 

Emily and Kendall ran to the park, their eyes glancing over every inch of the grass for Carlos. Emily turned, sighing heavily until a box caught her eye. A massive box, shaped into a house. Emily, her eyes on the box, grabbed Kendall's arm, pointing ahead. 

He nodded walking forward to the box with two potted flowers on either side. He lightly knocked on the homemade door.

"Who is it?" A voice cheerfully sang from inside. 

"It's Emily," the girl answered, hesitantly looking at Kendall, fearing they had all lost their sanity. 

"I'll be right there," he sang. Emily's eyes furrowed together at the sound of doors closing and multiple footsteps tapping, sharing a wonderment glance to Kendall. The homemade window violently swung open, a frowning Carlos popping his head out, "What do you want?" He grumbled at Kendall. 

"I want you to move back into the crib and to not live in a box!" Kendall pleaded. 

Carlos scoffed, "What are you talking about? This box house is awesome! I've got a lovely view of the park, my own bathroom, and a modern kitchen," he smirked. Emily jumped in surprise as a timer went off. Carlos beamed, "One second!" He shut the window, disappearing into the box. 

"Is it bad I want to live here?" Emily mumbled to Kendall who gawked at her. 

"Yes!"

Carlos popped his head out, holding a tray of fresh cookies. "Cookie?"

Emily gasped, "Yes!" She cried, carefully peeling one off the tray. 

"Okay, so your box house is cool!" Kendall admitted. "But, so is the crib with a swirly slide, and video games, and best friends, and if you just apologize to Logan, we can all be best friends again," the boy smiled. 

Carlos glanced to Emily in thought who was on her third cookie. "No!" Carlos snapped. "Not until James apologizes to me for tossing my helmet cereal." He angrily shoved a cookie into his mouth. 

Emily sighed, "That's a problem because apparently no one knows where- What?" She asked as Kendall hit her arm multiple times in a row. The boy confusedly stared off beyond the box house. She leaned over, forehead wrinkling as she saw James, in a blazer and ascot, riding a scooter through the park with a tall orange flag attached to the back. 

Carlos slammed the window shut, "Goodbye, Emily," he pointed said. 

"Bye," the girl responded, distracted by James. Her and Kendall ran off following him in interest. 

They followed the boy up to the third floor of the Palm Woods and watched as he drove his scooter into a random apartment across the hall from Emily's. 

Emily let herself in, carefully entering with Kendall behind her. The entire apartment was orange with yellow lighting and modern furniture. She straightened up in shock as James came rolling out of the kitchen in his scooter to the couch about 4 feet away. He glared at the two as he stood up, placing a bowl of candy on his glass coffee table. 

"What are you doing?" Kendall snapped.

"Retiring," he answered, sitting down with his legs elevated on the elongated side couch. "Retiring from the crib, the fights, and my former friends," he said, giving Kendall a pointed stare. 

"Who's place is this?" Kendall shouted.

"Does it matter?"

"It might!"

"Here's what matters: moving out of the crib and into here was my best move ever," he gushed, sitting up. "I clap, and things happen." James smirked, clapping twice. Emily gasped in astonishment as jazz music began playing and she left the conversation to investigate the apartment for more tricks. "And-" he snapped, smacking away Kendall's hand from his candy bowl, "I don't need to share my hard candies with anyone."

"And you have no friends here," Kendall reminded him. 

"Emily's across the hall," James shrugged.

Peeking behind the curtains, she raised her fingers, distracted, "That doesn't mean you can come over whenever."

"Fine," James shrugged, smiling at Kendall as he stood to pull out a tiny remote speaker wrapped around his neck. 

Pressing a button, it beeped, "Senior Alert. Is everything okay?"

"Oh everything is great," he smiled. "How are you today?"

"Oh, uh. I'm good. Thanks?" 

In satisfaction, James turned it off. Emily walked back over, a tight lip at James, "I'm not sure you're supposed to do that," she hummed.

"Okay," Kendall sighed. "I don't know why we're fighting so much, but we have been friends forever-"

"And we have a maybe world tour coming up!" Emily eagerly reminded him. 

"So would you please apologize to Carlos, so he can apologize to Logan, and don't say you'll only do it if Logan apologizes to you first," Kendall snapped.

"Only if Logan apologizes to me first," James firmly said, pushing the two out of the apartment, slamming the door shut.

"I said not to say that!"

***

Katie gave Kendall the idea to trick the guys into thinking they got their apologies. Emily decided each would "apologize" by making them a special lunch. 

"If Carlos is so sorry, why doesn't he come here and say so himself?" Logan retorted.

Emily gawked at his cabana. In the hour they were gone, Logan put up a small white picket fence, a grill, a rain gauge, an American flag, and magically had a green lawn to mow. 

"Y-You know Carlos and his pride," Emily told him, distracted by the grass. 

"But he told us to tell you that he's making you a special lunch to show you just how sorry he is," Kendall told him. 

*

"James wants to make me a special lunch?" Carlos questioned, the sound of water running coming from inside the box house with steam floating through the windows. "Why doesn't he just tell me he's sorry?"

"Oh, you know him and his pride," Emily said, nodding at Kendall. The water stopped and Carlos popped up, a towel over his shoulder as he wore a shower cap and held a scrubbing brush. 

"What's he making me?"

*

"A nice, healthy salad," Kendall smiled.

"Well, Logan does know I prefer a light lunch," James hummed, eating a hard candy in thought from his scooter in the doorway. 

"And you know Logan's got a lot of pride, so I wouldn't even mention the apology and just enjoy the lunch he's making just for you," Emily grinned. 

"Sounds like a nice lunch, James," the guy said from the alert button around James' neck.

The girl nodded, pointing to the necklace in agreement while James thought to himself. 

*

Lunch came fast. 

And only because Kendall and Emily were forced to make all the separate meals themselves. Logan received a mountain of toast, Carlos his corndogs, and James' salad. No one had spoken since arriving. 

Emily glanced to Katie, seemingly, every five seconds out of feeling awkward. She sipped on her cup of tea, carefully eyeing the boys. 

"This is really good," James told Logan. 

The boy smiled at Carlos, "You know how much I love toast."

Emily bit down an excited smile, leaning forward, "Has anyone else noticed it's been five whole minutes and you haven't fought?"

The guys looked at each other thoughtfully, smiling, "Yeah," Carlos said. "You know, I don't even know why we fought in the first place."

Kendall beamed, standing up as he held up a video game, "So let's all renew our friendship  with a little biohazard battle blasting and never fight again!" The three stood, clapping and cheering to each other, friends again. 

Nine Seconds Later

James, Carlos, Logan were all circling each other, fighting and shouting. James had Carlos' helmet, who had Logan's laptop, who had the lucky comb. 

As soon as Emily tried to intervene with Kendall and Katie, next thing they knew they were tied back to back in chairs behind the couch. 

"Well, counting lunch you made it six minutes without fighting," Katie yelled. 

"Is that good?" Emily asked, watching the fight in front of her. Her eyes widened as an object came hurdling at her head. She ducked her head into her chest. 

"Not the platinum controller!" Kendall cried as it missed Emily and crashing into the wall. 

***

Mama Knight came back as Emily and Katie tried to clean up the torn apart room. Kendall exasperatedly sulked on the couch.

"I don't know why we're fighting so much!" He cried.

"You're growing apart," Katie explained. "Most adolescent friendships decay due to distrust and-"

Mrs. Knight covered her daughter's mouth, stopping her from worrying Kendall. Emily sighed, dropping the trash bag, "He's right. Last week they were all singing and excited about this world tour."

Kendall nodded, "And now we're not even talking."

"Why don't you just be honest with them and tell them how much you miss them?" Mama Knight advised.

"Uh, yeah, guys don't do that, Mom."

"Oh, yeah, but the manipulation thing worked out real well for ya," she sarcastically said, nodding to Katie.

"Yeah, why'd you do that?" The girl asked, lying to cover up. 

"How are we even supposed to get them together?" Emily asked.

"With love," Mama Knight said. Emily raised her eyebrows as the Knights stared at their mom. "Love fixes lots of things all right!"

Kendall gasped, "You're right, because the one thing we all love is-"

"Me," Emily smirked.

"Biohazard Battle Blast 5!" Emily frowned, hating the game. "I'll create the ultimate tournament of champions challenge that they'd have to come back to the crib for."

"Or!" His mom suggested, "You could go outside and play."

"Nah, my way is better."

***

After printing up the fliers, Kendall and Emily delivered them to the guys' new residencies. Emily's favorite part was clapping twice outside James' apartment and listening to the music start inside. 

Emily nervously stood beside Kendall. They had been staring at the door for 10 minutes straight, waiting for one of them to come in. 

"It's 3:05, they're not coming," Kendall sadly sighed. 

"They're never on time," Emily hopefully mentioned, keeping her eyes on the door. 

"Hey, tomorrow we're going to the mall and getting you new friends," Katie smiled. 

Emily frowned, side eyeing her. The sound of shouting gradually getting louder stunned her and Kendall, gasping as the guys stumbled in, fighting. 

They stopped, going silent, staring at Kendall and Emily. 

"Hey, where's the prize?" Carlos snapped. Emily shrunk back, grimacing at Kendall. 

"Yeah, the flier says we can win the ultimate prize," James said, pulling out the flier, "so where is it?" He screamed.

"The prize is our friendship," Kendall sighed, hopefully. 

"I hate that prize," Logan commented. "Now, I am walking out of here!" 

"Same here!" Carlos retorted and the three turned to leave, crumping up their fliers. 

"Fine!" Emily snapped, making them stop. "Go on and walk out on a lifetime of friendship because of one bad week," she knowingly told them. The guys crossed their arms, turning forcefully. 

"I smell speech," Carlos hummed. 

"I hate that smell," Logan groaned.

"I hate you," James whispered to Logan.

"Hey!"

Emily jumped, looking over at Katie who snapped at the guys before turning back to the two to carrying on. 

"Carlos, who tutored you in math every night when you were struggling in algebra?" Kendall rhetorically asked.   

The boy sighed as Logan pointed to himself, "Logan."

"And Logan, who was there to protect you when you called the wrestling team jerks in latin?"

"He what?" Emily mumbled to Katie.

"James," Logan admitted. "But gladiatoris es stupides! Just saying."

"And James, who ran two miles to the nearest drugstore when you ran out of hair gel in the sixth grade dance?"

"Carlos," he sighed. "Here's your helmet back," he grudgingly handed over.

Carlos gasped in delight. "Here's your lucky comb," Logan smiled.

"Oh," Carlos mumbled, "and here's your laptop," he said, pulling the laptop out of the back of his pants. Logan grimaced.

"You know what? Just keep it," he sighed.

"You know, I still don't know why we've been fighting this whole time," James shrugged.

"But it stops now," Logan and Carlos stated.

"Finally!" Emily cheered.

Kendall smirked, "Now, who wants to play Biohazard Battle Blast 5?"

Emily jumped as the guys immediately broke out arguing, fighting each other again. 

"They're fighting again," Katie muttered.

"I don't get it! We were just going to play a game," Kendall cried.

Emily's eyes snapped over, "Oh my god," she realized, stealing the game away. "It's the game!" The guys all froze, holding each other in headlocks. "The fighting started last week when you bought this stupid game!"

"She might have a point," Logan agreed, stuck in James' hold.

"Think about it," Kendall pointed out. 

"Okay, but wait!" Carlos said, "what about my cereal helmet?"

Still holding Logan in a headlock and fist drawn back, "Well," James thought, "I was sitting at the counter when I thought about how my cereal looked like the surface of Ring Dar Seven, and that reminded me how Carlos wouldn't share any of his Ring Dar power crystals in our earlier campaign, so I took it out on his helmet."

"Huh," Carlos thought. "That makes sense."

The three turned around, switching holds as Mama Knight walked in the door. "Are you guys fighting again?" She snapped.

Emily held back a laugh as the guys let go of each other immediately backing away. 

"I swear I am going to take that video game away from you," she swore. 

"Yes," Emily pleaded as Kendall tossed it to his mom, the guys mumbling how they did not want it anymore. 

"Good," she said, surprised. "So now, maybe you will finally go outside and play!"

"Mom," Kendall scoffed, "we're not eight!"

"Dust off your passports," Gustavo's voice boomed. He and Kelly entered, sporting BTR tour merch. Kelly tossed a black tshirt to Emily. "Cause Big Time Rush's All Over The World Tour is a go."

Emily squealed, unfolding the shirt to see a tour shirt like theirs. 

"With dates in the US, Canada, and London!" Kelly cheered.

Emily's face dropped in shock, "We're going to England?" The five asked in disbelief. 

"And we need to start rehearsal now," Gustavo said.

"Okay," Kendall shrugged.

"Looks like we're playing outside," the guys stated.

***

The entire Palm Woods gathered for the tour announcement with BTR playing their songs. They played out by the pool at night, illuminating the string lights hanging overhead. 

Emily danced besides Lucy and Camille, wearing the tour shirt with a jean shirt and black boots for the occasion. 

"You're going on a world tour!" Camille gushed, hanging on her friends shoulders. 

"Our first show is in London," Emily exclaimed, excitedly jumping. 

"It's like I'm falling in love all over again for the first time," the guys sang, dancing with the mic stands. 

Emily grabbed Lucy's hands, spinning her friend around who hid a smile behind her hard exterior. 

"Baby, there's something that you did to hold me on," Logan sang, smiling at Camille, who held up a heart with her hand. Emily smirked at the interaction, grinning at her two friends. "Maybe there's just something that keeps me from moving on."

"Your love is static it pulls me in," James sang, meeting Emily's eyes who smiling shrugging at him. "Like a song when it first begins. I'm ready to go, yeah."

"It's like I'm falling in love all over again for the first time," they sang. "And I know that it feels right," Emily sang along, unconsciously pointing to James who sang back to her, neither one registering their actions and potential meanings. 

Emily turned, dancing as she slowly moved back and forth, distracted by the interaction between Carlos and curly haired Jennifer who smiled at him, unintentionally waving flirtatiously. 

"To the left, left, left. On the right, right, right. To the back, back, back. On the side, side, side tonight," they sand off, bursting into grins. Emily jumped up and down, wildly cheering at the front of the crowd. 

The musical journey continues. 

***

Okay, few things. 

1. HOPE YOU ENJOYED! I realized there wasn't much I could do to extend it, per say, because I love how it's written as is and worked with that and I hope y'all are okay with me not touching comedy gold.

2. I wholeheartedly believe this is the funniest episode. The best line of the entire show is "It might!" because Kendall is just so stressed. Also Logan saying he always wanted a place by the water while looking at the pool: genius. I hate that prize, I hate you, omg it's my favorite and makes me laugh idk what to say.

3. I don't plan on updating for a hot sec. At least not like I have been. I probably won't post again, kicking it off with the movie until next Thursday. I got stuff to do and places to go and it's just easier to put it off until I'm back. 

:)