"COME ON, BRADY!" Roman shouted at Nick's house from Will's car. "Quit with the primping and get in the car!"
Nick grinned as he lasced up his boot. Erica popped her head into the room.
"The Huns are at the gate," she giggled. "The neighbors are calling and asking that from now on you boys meet up somewhere else."
"Funny," he said, kissing her cheek. She handed him his jacket.
"Have a good time," she said. "And remember, it's Kay's turn to bail you out if you boys get into trouble."
He grinned and shut the door.
"See even with the interupted mirror time, you're still pretty." Roman said cheerfully.
"Jealous," Nick laughed, giving him a manly "pat on the back" hug.
"Desperately." Roman said.
"Would you girls like to get in the car?" Sean D. asked.
"I'm freezing my fuzzy dice off in here!" Will shouted.
"Whiners," Roman said.
"So where are we off to boys?" Will asked, starting the engine.
"Oh, I thought we'd take in a Sandra Bullock movie, talk about how we feel and then have a crying jag. Sound good?" Sean D asked.
"We did that last time." Nick said.
"Well, we could try beer, pool and pizza." Roman suggested.
"I don't know, we've never done that before," Sean D. said, feigning innocence.
"To the Beer Cave!"
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The Beer Cave was actually the Bear Cave, a college hang-out. But in the charming way college students do, the name was unofficially changed to suit them. Will navigated back to their pool table carefully, they had one rule- never spill the beer.
As he passed table full of coeds, they giggled and whispered.
"I love it when they do that." he said proudly.
"What?" Roman asked. "Admire your pitcher of beer?"
"Haha," Will said snidely.
"It's your shot, lover boy," Nick said, handing him a cue.
"Prepare to be amazed, boys," Will said. He lined up to take his shot, but as he pulled back he managed to poke the biggest guy at the next table right in the butt.
"Hey!" the guy had to be 6'8". He towered over Will. He was still wearing his high school letterman's jacket and he had to be at least 24, a sure sign of a loser. Not to mention the Chi Omega Ro letters on his shirt, they were the most irritaint frat on Salem U.'s campus.
"Well, that took skill," Nick said.
"Sorry, pal," Will said. "It was an accident."
"Sure it was," Mr. No-neck said. "Just see that it doesn't happen again, or I'll rearrange that pretty face of yours and embarass you in front of your boyfriend."
He nodded to Nick.
"Me?" Nick asked Roman.
"Told you not to primp," Roman shrugged. "You're just too pretty."
"Look, pal," Will was about to say something Nick was sure the rest of them would regret.
"Hey, aren't you Kevin McGrath?" Sean D. asked, stepping between the two of them. "Weren't we in English together our first year at SU?"
"Sean Brady, right?" McGrath said.
"Yeah."
"How've you been man?" McGrath asked, slapping Sean's shoulder just a little harder than necessary. "WHERE've you been, haven't seen around campus much."
"Graduated," Sean D. nodded. "About 4 years ago. That would make you what- an eighth year senior?"
"Hey, man, i'm getting there, stuff just came up." McGrath said defensively.
"Okay, McGrath, let's just 86 the small talk because it's obviously getting us nowhere," Sean D. said in his sarcastic, cool manner. "This is how it breaks down. Will's my cousin. In fact he's family to all of us, and if you mess with him, you'd better be prepare to take us all on. And I don't think you want to do that. I think you should just accept his apology, finish your beer and go home to the old frat house to do something blatantly homoerotic."
"And what'll happen if I don't?" McGrath asked. "I say me and my friends could you home in pretty little pieces."
"What friends would those be?" Sean D. asked.
Two tables full of Schwartzeneggar look-alikes stood up.
"Oh," Sean D. said.
"How do we keep geeting into situations like this?" Roman asked. "Why do I keep going out with you guys?"
Nick shrugged. "But it's Kay's turn to bail us out, and she ALWAYS brings the first aid kit."
"Hmm, There's 8,9, 10, 12, twelve of you guys ad four of us," Will said. "And I just don't think that's fair- to you."
"Keep talking, little man." Mcgrath growled.
"Little man?" Will asked.
"Are you boys in trouble again?" a voice asked from behind them. It was Vic and Jack Kiriakis. They had been observing the situation for a while and decided- well, Vic decided- to come give their cousins a hand.
"Vic," Will smiled. Vic was know for wiping the floor with pretty much anybody. "Good to see you, 6 to 12 seems a little more fair to me."
"But Vic, I don't know how to fight," Jack whispered from the corner of his mouth.
"They don't know that, shut up," Vic said. "Just stay behind me and for god's sake stop cowering."
"More cousins of yours?" McGrath asked.
Will hesitated, trying to do the family math.
"Yeah, I hear it's kind of hard to keep track in your family," McGrath laughed. "You think if I had $5, one of your moms would let me hang on the family tree for a while?"
"Okay, that's where you went too, far," Will said. He reared back and sent a punch flying right into McGrath's stomach. Nothing, not a twith on McGrath's part. He picked Will up by the shirt. "Uh-oh."
Will went through on of the overhead pool table lamps and into Sean D. as Vic broke a cue over McGrath's back. His frat brothers poured out of the table.
"Here we go again," Roman groaned.
"Duck," Nick said, tossing an empty beer pitcher at an approaching frat guy.
Some guy punched Vic in the chin and was about to twist him into a pretzel when Jack jumped on his back and shouted, "I've got him, I've got him."
Jack got tossed back onto a pool table. "Auuggh, I had him."
Will was knocked off his feet, but managed to sweep Mcgrath's legs while he was on the ground. Roman helped him up.
"You know, this is why mom says I'm the good one." he said.
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