A/N: Just felt like writing out of the blue, this is what happens.

No real plot or anything.

Locations and so on based on real life

It had started on a whim really; Ida had mentioned something about wanting a frozen coffee despite Zach’s point of the nearest chain brand coffee shop was a train ride away

It had started on a whim really; Ida had mentioned something about wanting a frozen coffee despite Zach’s point that the nearest chain brand coffee shop was a train ride away.

Of course Ida would get his way, choosing the comfortable shallowness of the big chains over the small suburban shop owned by some Old Russian guy.

So they then went to Amie to get them there, Amie was always the one with the money.

“If you think I’m going all the way into the city just so you can get a drink, then you need to cut back on the caffeine.”

Ida was currently sitting on Amie’s desk, effectively blocking her from using the computer to ignore them.

“Oh come on, I mean do you really wanna waste your weekend in front of the computer, wouldn’t you rather do that, you know, outside?”

Zach snickered before getting a death glare from Amie, the glare itself wasn’t very threatening but both boys were well aware of what Amie was capable of when provoked.

It was time to pull out the big guns.

“If you come then Zach has to be you bitch for a week.”

Amie raised an eyebrow at Ida’s outstretched hand and, ignoring Zach’s indignant cries from her bed, shook on it.

“Deal.” She turned to Zach smirking “you’re mine now betch!”

Zach stood up looking betrayed. “Since when are you my pimp Ida?”

“Since you ate all the left over pizza, c’mon lets go.”

As Amie pulled Zach along by his sleeve he momentarily contemplated fighting with Ida for his freedom; it wouldn’t be hard, he had several inches on the guy.

Why was it that train timetables were impossible to use? You would have thought there would be a digital equivalent.

Well, there was, on the internet… But, really, who can be bothered?

In the end they decided to just get on the train that seemed to be on the right route.

They plopped themselves down in the seniors seats on the side of the carriage, ignoring the disapproving glare sent to them by an uptight woman a few seats away.

“So we have about half an hour till we reach the city loop right?” Ida had his legs out and crossed at the ankles, deliberately taking up as much space as possible to the annoyance of the nearby passengers forced to stand.

“More like-” Zach checked his watch “forty-two minutes but yeah.”

“Well then, lets have some fun, we’ve got time!”

Amie scrolled through the play lists on her Mp3 player. “And what do you suggest, oh wacky one?”

Ida had that grin that meant trouble and leaned across Zach too tap her on the shoulder.

“You’re. IT.”

Amie shot up as Ida ran to the other end of the carriage, leaping over peoples feet and laughing as Amie chased after him.

Near the end of the carriage She managed to grab the back of his shirt and, now tagged, he propelled himself round a support pole and back towards where Zach was still sitting, he nicked a cap from a passenger and placed it on Zach’s head. “It!”

Zach slowly stood up and took a small step towards his friends, he feinted forward and they jerked backward in response.

“It is on.”

He jumped over the legs of an unsuspecting passenger and set off in chase of his friends.

The game continued for a short while, a small child joining in to their parent’s horror, but after several failed attempts to stop them a uniformed man appeared and the three hurriedly sat down in the nearest vacant seats.

They somehow managed not to get thrown off until their station in the city loop and exited quickly at the glares received from other passengers.

Amie shook her head as they put in their met cards to exit the station “Well that was… interesting.”

Zach grinned “That was fun!”

“That, my friends” Ida high fived Zach as he fell in step “was some high quality shenanigans! Aren’t you glad you came?”

“You mean glad you dragged us?” said Amie, her smile showing her real answer.

As the passed the darkly clothed people hanging out on the steps of the old train station with their nightmare before Christmas bags and their excessive makeup they got a few glares in response to their curiosity.

“I wonder how many of them realise that not everybody hates them.” Zach tilted his head at Amie’s question.

“Maybe they just honestly think-” whatever Zach was going to say was cut off when he noticed something.

“… Where’s Ida?”

Amie’s eyes widened “Oh god, he’s loose. You don’t think he…”

When Zach turned to face Amie he also had a view of the train station behind her and his expression said all that Amie needed to know.

“Oh god he wouldn’t”

She was spared the pain of seeing her friend’s idiocy by said friend running past them yelling something to the effect of “Runrunrun!” and, seeing a very angry looking group of people with only their elaborate clothing weighing them down coming closer, decided to run after Ida with Zach close at hand.

The three stood out of breath in an alley littered with graffiti, and not that ‘blank was here’ crap either; crazy spray painted birds and colours and political stencils that was a breath of fresh air compared to the uniform grey wall of a building that insisted on wasting their money on washing the art off.

Their rather hysterical laughter died down after a bit and Zach had to resist the urge to sink to the ground, as it was rather dirty and smelled like piss, he used the wall as support and looked at Ida.

“I am still stunned you had the balls to ask them that.”

Ida shrugged humbly “I figured anyone who takes what they wear so seriously would be used comments like that.”

“But calling them ‘MCRmy’ rejects was a bit harsh.”

Amie was still giggling “I recognised one girl’s band shirt, you chose the worst possible genre to mock.”

Ida waved it off “all that subculture stuff is stupid if you can’t take the piss out of yourself sometimes, that’s why I didn’t take on that one guy with the blue hair.”

Zach smiled “JTHM rip-off?”

“JTHM rip-off.” Ida confirmed.

Amie sighed before collecting herself once more. “So; we going to Gloria jeans or star bucks of what?”

Ida looked thoughtfull for a moment. “Gloria Jeans.”

Amie nodded and told Zach to check if the coast was clear before they exited the alley way.

On the way to the shop they stopped in on a corner 7-11 so Amie could grab an iced tea and Zach picked up some gossipy girl mag.

Soon they were in the coffee shop, complete with jazz music playing softly over the speakers, and after ordering the cause of their journey Ida sat next to Zach so they could giggle over the magazine.

Ida went up to collect his drink after they called the name Neelix a few times; Ida had an unspoken rule of never using his real name to order food.

He returned to the table with his caffeinated atrocity in a plastic cup; complete with cream and chocolate flakes sprinkled on top that he promptly devoured.

Their conversation included, among other things, whether of not a taco salad still counted as a salad.

His caffeine addiction satisfied, they began talking on what to do next.

We could go harass people at the museum.” Zach offered but Amie quickly shot that idea down.

“It’s no fun without a flock of primary school kids on excursion, no little minds to mess with.”

Surprisingly; Ida didn’t really have any ideas, opting to tap his foot impatiently and demand that they do something before he bursts out some mad table dancing skillz.

An so once more they wandered the streets of the city in search of some form of entertainment to while away the hours till they caught a train home.

Thank god for tourism.

The trio now stood in what could be called the city centre; a modernistic series of museums, cafés and a large stage with a screen above it for commercial and sporting events, basically a tourist trap.

The large open space next to the info centre was almost always occupying a busker and this day was no different as a man with a fair amount of facial hair asked the small crowd that had gathered to stand behind the tape line on the ground.

Ida quickly grabbed them some spots sitting cross-legged in with the kids at the front.

“Now I’m gonna need two lovely assistants, any volunteer?”
At the lack of response the guy tapped his foot impatiently along with the music coming from a stereo set up behind him.

“Come on now, I can’t do this alone, I don’t have a ‘real job’ you know.”

Ida grabbed Amie’s wrist and yanked her hand in the air, she of course thwacked him a few times with her free hand.

“Right; the young lady in the front; you can come on up!”

Amie sighed and stood; resigning to her fate after mouthing ‘I hate you’ to her, so called, friends.

Once the guy had called up another girl; “You in the green skirt, yes you; can you get your friend to come up please!” he handed one a lighter while Amie was left holding the three batons.

He then took a few moments to mount a rather tall unicycle, his dark green fedora barely staying on his head.

Then he gave the signal for the first baton to be lit and tosses to him and Amie held the foul smelling stick out to the other volunteer obligingly.

Unfortunately Amie was not a very good shot.

Some small panic, large amounts of water and stuttered apologies later Amie returned to her two hysterical friends.

“Shut UP Zach!”

“But you-”

“SHUT!”

Ida slung his arms over her shoulders “You have to admit, your flailing was hilarious.”

“Well I- Yeah I guess..” She cracked a small smile.

“I think” Zach began many sentences with this “he looks better without a beard.”

Amie and Ida nodded in agreement.

Ida checked his neon green watch “Well we still have some time; what now?”

I wasn't sure what to do next.

Any suggestions would be welcome, concrit too.

Guess the city it is set in an I'll draw you a picture of whatever you want!

here's a hint: It is not in America