Brian was the first awake and out of bed.

"Guys! Come eat breakfast!"

No one answered.

"You know what today is?"

No one answered.

"GROCERY SHOPPING!!!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. Suddenly, the couch reclined and both doors opened as everyone was scrambling to eat breakfast.

They finally manged to sit on their chairs upright, and scared down breakfast. Jack had a little choking problem, and everyone was too busy eating to notice. Except Bill. Frankly, he didn't care if he went to the store or not. He would stay home all day with Tim if he could, but since Tim was forced to go, it would be impossible for him to stay. So, he went around fixing the messes that everyone made. He gave Jack chest compressions until a piece of bacon shot across the room and landed on Valerie's plate. He became immediately woozy and barfed on Mike's plate, who ate it anyways without knowing. Bill took Valerie to the bathroom to get it all out, which unfortunately, was all of it. Everytime he saw his own barf he barfed again, until there was nothing left.

Meanwhile, Brian sat back, happily seeing everyone eat his own food, even if they were literally choking and barfing on his own food. Valerie still came back and ate right after he finished barfing, until the food was completely gone.

"Does anyone want seconds?"

"NO!" They all said and piled into the car.

"I'll drive." Said Bill, taking the keys out of Brian's hands.

"No, dude. I'm pretty sure you had another beer this morning." Said Jack, taking the keys back.

"Are you saying I'm drunk? No... I'm just a bit... tired."

"Well, whatever, it's my time to drive."

"Eh... I didn't want to drive anyways."

"Okay, Jack, you can drive, but don't go driving over a cliff while saying 'yolo', okay? I can only afford a crash from one of each of you."

"No problem, Brain."

"Now remember, it's not Brain, it's Brian."

"Whatever, nerd."

So the squad drove to the grocery store, and all split apart. Brian gathered the only ones he could find in time. Jack, Tim, and Bill.

"Alright, where are we going?" Asked Jack.

"Well, look on the list, of course." Said Brian.

"Ugh. Fine. I'm only doing this because I want to get back home." Said Bill.

They all grabbed onto the cart as Bill pushed the cart.

They got strange looks from everyone, but didn't care. While Bill went and got the groceries, maybe sneak some beer and cigarettes, Valerie was in the beauty section, admiring himself while trying each and every different kind of beauty product they had.

"Excuse me, miss, do you know where I can find the shampoo?" Asked an elderly lady with a flowerpot on her head.

Valerie responded, without acknowledging that he was just called a girl. "Over there, to the left."

"Thank you."

Mike snuck away over to the weapon department, where the lights were turned off for some reason. The toughest and the meanest employees worked there. He saw a man with a mask, fedora, and an overcoat.

He politely said hi, in the murderous kind of way. Rude. He said nothing and kept walking. His expression didn't even change. He then came up to the counter.

"What can I get for ya, scumbag?"

"Any new knives for sale?"

"Nope."

Mike growled.

"I'd like to talk to Matt."

"Matt! Get over here. You might know this twit."

"What can I get you, Mike."

"Hey, Matt. Long time no see. Say, you still owe me, don't you?"

"Yeah. I thought I paid it off last time."

"Oh, I thought it was just you bring nice." Matt growled. "Here's the thing: Can you get me a new knife from out back?"

He growled again. "Fine. But don't think I'll do this again."

Mike smirked and watched him go and get it. He's so smooth.

Bill was not having an easy time with the rest of the gang. As the cart piled up, they had to re-adjust, until finally he sent them off on their own cart. Which was a bad idea.

"YAY! FASTER JACK!"

"Slower..." Tim whispered, hiding under the cart.

Jack skidded and roared through the frozen food section. Jack jumped up onto the cart to be admired by all the smaller kids, while the parents immediately went to call for the employees.

Bill was busy looking at the cookies, trying to decide which was better for everyone. Jack was allergic to peanuts, Valerie was allergic to cashews, and Tim was allergic to basically everything else. He didn't seem to notice the employees chase two carts behind him, one containing his roommates.

"Jack! They're closing in! Do something!"

As cool as ever, the light shimmered in his shades as he jumped over Brian, grabbed a nearby pole and the cart, causing them to fly in the air and swing around the pole, away from the mob in front of them.

"We'll never lose them in the clothing department!"

Jack added more momentum, until the cursed front left wheel broke off, causing Jack, Brian, and Tim to fly in the air, and landing in the cleaning/toiletries. They hid in the shelves, next to Tim who knew the best spots. They met 2 other adults hiding in the toilet paper, Dustin and Drew. Apparently it was common to hide in the toilet paper.

They sat there quietly, and watched the employees go by. Brian accidentally lifted his head and hit the bar, making a loud sound.

"What was that?"

"It came from the toilet paper!"

"Start digging!"

A hand burst through the wall like the undead. They hurried and started crawling towards the other end as more and more hands reached through. S hand was about to touch Jack, but he caught it with his bare hand and bent it upwards. Brian looked back to see Tim too scared to move.

"Go on without me. I'll just be taken..."

More hands reached in to touch Tim.

"Got one!"

"Don't let him escape!"

"I think it's the quiet one."

"How can you tell?"

"I can feel his tears."

"Jack led the way for Brian, and they made their way to the end.

"There they are!"

"Get them!"

They bolted towards the employee only room. Inside they saw tons and tons of boxes and random objects that are not for sale. Jack punched a box and pulled out a grappling hook. Brian reached inside and pulled out a rubber ducky with a green hoodie and brown hair. He was swept away with Jack and his grappling hook.

"There he is!"

"Get them!"

Jack soared through the rafters and landed on a hanging bike, making it land on the ground. He peddled faster and faster, unaware of what to do next.

"Now what Jack?"

Then, he had an idea.

He swerved so much that they were touching the ground with their shoulders. Jack peddled even faster, and they shot out of the refrigerated shelves behind the milk. Milk went everywhere, and before they could get up, employees had them pinned down. Jack somehow escaped.

"Yeah! Go Jack!" Called Brian.

He jumped over each shelf, careful not to knock them down. Soon he came across a giant hanging trampoline and jumped in it. He threw another thing on it just perfectly to steal its jump. He went soaring over the clothes section, but right where he would land was where the manager was. Busted.

"I DON'T WANT YOU FIVE IN HERE EVER AGAIN!!!" Said the manager, kicking out Jack, Brian, Tim, Valerie, and Mike.

"Why we're you guys kicked out?" Asked Brian.

"OH I'LL TELL YOU WHY. THIS CLOWN WENT THROUGH ALL OUR BEAUTY SUPPLIES WITHOUT EVEN PPAYING!!!!!!!!!! AND THIS FREAK WENT THROUGH OUR INVENTORY LOOKING THROUGH BOXES NEVER MEANT TO BE OPEN UNTIL NEXT MONTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE YOU CAN GET IN FROM THAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! AND YOU... I THINK YOU THREE KNOW WHAT YOU DID... SO GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The five roommates went back to the car and discussed what there thoughts where on the store.

"...So tell me, why were you three kicked out?" Asked Valerie, pointing to Jack, Tim, and Brian.

"Well, we didn't do anything wrong. We just... rode around the store! That's all..." Said Tim.

"Well, it wasn't our fault, you see, an eagle came in and dropped boosters on our cart. I tried taking them off, but they wouldn't budge. Must've been magic if they couldn't be lifted by me. And then, instead, I swerved the cart to avoid employees like woosh! And then they shot Lazer like pew! And then they hit the booster and it was like brrsh! And then we were like woah! And then we went boosh! Right into the toilet paper. And then we..."

"Actuallly, Jack wasn't following the rules of remain seated, we started breaking things, I didn't follow the rule of no sitting in the cart, Tim stayed under the cart which also wasn't allowed, and we went in the back room, chased by all employees, and Jack didn't stop until he was caught by the manager. It was fun!"

"Hey, where's Bill?" Asked Mike.

"He must still be shopping! Come on, let's go get him!"

"But, they said not to go in." Said Brian.

"Yeah, and it's not nice to go in when we were kicked out already. You might go on the permanent list." Added Tim.

"Relax, we'll only be-"

"I HEARD TROUBLE!! I CHECKED OUT AS FAST AS I COULD!! WHAT'S GOING ON?"

"Well, Valerie, Mike and Jack were going to sneak in after being kicked out to check on you."  Said Brian, all innocent.

"You three were kicked out?"

"Actually, all of us were kicked out.""

"Oh, great. Next time Brian, I'm going by myself."

"Okay!"

"Come on, let's go home."

So they all went home and did their daily routine.

The End.