A/N- Happy Fourth of July everyone! I'm home with my family, but I got into a fight with my younger sister and had to get away for a while. I got bored so I typed up this chapter. I guess you can figure what's going to happen in the next chapter :/

Stu was the first to be changed and waiting outside the door. He moved his glasses back up the bridge of his nose and swayed back and forth. He was dressed in a nice white collared shirt and long black pants.

He was waiting for the rest of his "wolf pack" to emerge outside of that door and be ready for a day full of fun, and no unwanted mishaps.

For the first day of the cruise they were going to have a dinner with the captain. It was going to be a large occasion, full of class and music. Because of the tickets Phil had won they would be able to sit close to the captain. Maybe even hear some of his famous stories about wild winds and wayward storms. For once, Phil had done something right.

He checked his clothes again, maybe this wasn't classy enough. He should probably put on a tie and cufflinks, maybe even some fancy shoes...

Doug walked out of the room, running a hand through his hair and shaking his head. He was dressed similar to Stu, but he had a tie.

"Ugh, prepare yourself," he muttered.

"For what?" Stu raised an eyebrow and looked back at the door.

Phil walked out with a Hawaiian shirt, khaki shorts, and sandals. He stretched his arms out and yawned.

"So when do we get to meet all the hot chicks?" He grinned, showing off his perfect teeth.

Stu face palmed. "No, get back in there. Change your clothes."

Phil shook his head. He laughed slightly, "No way, I'm not going to some dinner all choked up in an ugly shirt like Duke of ugly ties here." He motion over to Doug.

"It's not that ugly-is it?"

Stu groaned, "I'm not going to a dinner with you like that!"

An elderly woman walking by scowled at Stu and shook her head.

Stu gasped, "No, we're not!-"

Phil put an arm round his shoulders, "What's wrong honey, embarrassed to be with me?"

Alan walked out wearing almost the exact same thing Phil was. Phil looked over at him with a raised eyebrow, "That's just scary dude."

Alan shrugged and turned around to hide the fact he was picking his nose.

Doug snickered and looked at Stu, "Ready to go?"

Stu looked at Phil and removed his arm, "You're not sitting next to me-got it?"

Phil chuckled, "got it."

"-No, you're not even going to look at me, you're not going to talk to me, you're not even going to know me-got it?"

"Who the hell are you?" Phil looked at him confused and moved next to Alan, who had his finger in his mouth.

"Good," Stu marched ahead and Doug followed.

Phil started to go, but turned to see Alan staring at a painting. He grabbed his arm and pulled him along, "C'mon fatso."

Soon enough they found themselves in a large rounded room where almost every person who had booked the cruise were dancing and having fun in suits and formal attired. Phil just shrugged and started shaking his hips to the music.

Doug and Stu began looking for their seats.

Alan followed Phil to a bar off on the far side of the room. Phil started to ignore Alan; at this point he was just a second shadow to him. Though he did offer to get Alan a drink, whom refused due to some outrageous thing that must have happened in his past.

Phil noticed a beautiful blonde woman drinking some over priced margarita. He walked over casually and took a seat next to her.

Alan went to follow, but smelled food in the air and scurried off to find it.

Phil got himself a drink and smiled at her, "Hay."

She looked up, a shy expression on her face, "Hi."

Phil relaxed slightly in his chair and leaned against the counter of the bar, "Nice party."

The girl shrugged, "I guess so."

He smiled his fancy smile and looked over at her, "A girl like you should be having fun in a party like this."

She went to protest but he grabbed her arm gently and pulled her over to the dance floor.

"Here, dance with me!"

She giggled slightly and finally gave in. They started to dance, and Phil was clearly enjoying himself.

Alan sniffled slightly at seeing all of his friends busy. Doug and Stu in grabbing their food and talking to some girls they met on the line, and Phil, shaking his thing with some blonde lady. It made Alan realize how alone he was.

He looked around trying to find someone to talk to.

That's when he noticed a very large man with a captain's hat. He gasped and ran over.

"I'm guessing you're the captain!" He grinned like a child.

The captain chuckled slightly, "Yes. Yes I am."

"Wow, I've always wanted to a captain, especially with a boat so large!"

"Ship, actually. And yes, a lot of people tell me that." He rubbed his chin, "say, have you seen a woman about yey tall with blond hair and a purple dress?"

Alan nodded, "Yeah, my buddy Phil's dancing with her now, he usually dances with them and then takes them to his room, which he locks me out of." He looked down. When he finally looked back up, the captain was gone.

"Huh, must have had to use the bathroom."

A/N- If you haven't noticed I only write the next chapter if I get a review, so if you want the next chapter as soon as possible, review and you shall receive!