Author's Note: This is my first RENT fanfic so be nice. I just love it when they all do something together and there's no angst. Prepare yourselves! Oh and don't ask me when this takes place. The regular couples are all together and Angel is alive so I really don't know, I guess it's kind of AU.

Oh yeah and I don't own 'em. Or anything else except the beanbag chair. That's mine. I just Mark and Roger borrow it.

"June 1st, 10:00 a.m. EST. Close up on Roger and Mimi on the couch. Mimi is reading the TV guide for lack of anything better to do and Roger it seems has fallen asleep."

Mark sighed loudly and set the camera down. Mimi looked up.

"What's wrong honey?" she asked. You knew something was wrong when Mark put down his camera.

"Nothing, really.' He sighed again. "It's just…I'm just so bored."

Mimi smiled. "If you wanted the TV guide all you had to do was ask." Mark shot her a look and she giggled.

"No, I know what you mean. I haven't had any excitement in my life since we crashed the New Year's Eve party. Well, besides Roger, that is. That's still pretty exciting." She smiled and glanced at him, but her dreamy expression turned to a look of disgust at the drool come out of the sleeping musicians mouth.

"Anyway…" Mark groaned, rubbing at his temples.

"Sorry," Mimi giggled. Suddenly she straightened up a little. "You know what? We should go somewhere. The seven of us. You know, like a trip. It'd be really fun."

"That would be fun," Mark agreed, "If we had any money." Mimi waved a hand airily.

"Oh come on, we'll manage. You've got a job now, and so do Collins and Joanne, and

Angel and Maureen make a little money any way they can. And, well, I just got a huge tip the other day at work."

Mark cleared his throat uncomfortably. He never really knew what to say when Mimi talked about her job. Mimi smirked at his discomfort.

"So where do you think we should go?"

They sat in silence for a few minutes thinking.

Suddenly, "Hey…bitches and Mimi! Throw down the key!"

Mark went out to the balcony and leaned over the railing. Collins and Angel waved at him. He threw down the key and stepped back in, pausing a second to enjoy the warm breeze.

"Oh good," Mimi said happily, "Angel should have some good ideas." She looked over at Roger. "Come on, baby. Wakey, wakey." She nudged, maybe a little harder than she meant to. Unfortunately, due to the couch was small and Roger was large and they were both on it together, he had been awkwardly teetering: half-on, half-off. Mimi's nudge pushed him over the edge. He crashed to the floor.

Both Mark and Mimi burst out laughing. "What the hell?" came Roger's muffled voice.

Just then the door slid open and Collins and Angel walked in. They looked at Roger on the floor and at Mark and Mimi, doubled over and laughing hysterically. Then they looked at each other and shrugged.

"What's up?" Collins asked. He sat into the old, beat-up armchair and Angel settled into his lap.

"We were just talking about how we never go anywhere." Mimi explained, "At least, Mark and I were. Roger was off in Dreamland." Roger glared at her and sat back down on the couch.

"You have any ideas?" Mark asked, "Something fun to do?"

"Yeah," Angel said, "But you can't have him." She laughed and snuggled even deeper into her lover. He grinned and began nuzzling her neck.

Mark groaned louder and rubbed harder at his temples. Mimi laughed. "Aw, poor Marky." Roger smirked.

Mark sighed and picked up his camera again. "Another happy coup…" He was cut off.

"Oh Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo? Put down thy camera and throw down thy key!" Maureen.

"How did she know?" Mark asked exasperatedly, setting down his camera. He went to the balcony. "Joanne, you can use the stairs. Maureen gets to scale the fire escape." Maureen pouted. Joanne laughed and caught the key.

"Maureen might have some ideas." Mimi said.

"Ideas about what?" she asked as she and Joanne walked in. She ran to the beanbag chair.

"Mine!" Joanne scowled and sank down next to her. Maureen glanced at Angel and giggled. "Nice hickie, Ang."

"Thanks." The drag queen smiled. 'We're trying to figure out somewhere fun to go."

"Oooooh!" Maureen squealed, "You mean like a trip! That'd be a blast!"

"What have you come up with so far?" Joanne asked interestedly.

"Nadda," Mark replied.

The loft grew silent as they all tried to think. For some reason their minds had all gone blank. Mark fiddled with his camera. Angel played with Collins' hand. Maureen picked at Joanne's hair. Joanne swatted her.

Mimi chewed on her lip and looked at Roger's watched. She picked up the remote idly and the ancient TV crackled to life. It was a commercial.

"Fear has a new name!" it declared, "Get ready for the ride of the millennium with the Millenium force, new to Cedar Point! Longer, taller faster than ever!" The blue coaster whizzed by on the screen. Kids screamed and laughed, white-faced middle-aged couples clutched at each other in terror and teens shrieked. Next shot showed a boat load of people getting soaked on the Snake River Falls. The Raptor, the Mantis, the Mean Streak."

The Bohemians looked at each other.

"Hell, yeah!" they yelled. Mimi quickly copied down the number on the screen.

"We're going to Cedar Point!"

AN: Oh, no. I'm letting them loose at Cedar Point. Next chapter: they're on their way! Review please!