Genre: Humor
Pairings: None.
Archive: Yes please! Just lemme know where!
Warnings: *snickers*
Disclaimer: If I owned them, this wouldn't be here and
chances are neither would I cause I'd be playing with
all the money.
I'M THE WIFEY-SLUT FOR WHOM EVER GIVES ME COMMENTS!!!
Please please please! *looks really cute*
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-WAY AWAY WITH rum by gum, Rum by Gum, RUM BY GUM! aaaHHHHHH-WAY with RUM by gum! The song of the temp'rance union!" Quatre and Duo swayed together.
"You know Q-man... W'reeeeeeeelly sh'd do this more often." Duo said, making a half-assed attempt to hold Quatre at arms length.
"What? Get really drunk?" Quatre asked.
"Yeah!" Duo proclaimed, falling over onto the couch.
Quatre blinked owlishly at Duo. "Hey, you fell over." He said, starting to giggle.
Duo looked up at the cealing then at the giggling Quatre. "Yes... yes I did... An' you know what? 's remarkab... remark... remarkabably... sheesh I think I finally said it... Uh... What was I saying? Oh yeah... comfortable!"
Quatre kept giggling and swaying.
"'s too bad Tr'wa and H'ro didn' wanna join in with us... They missed out on singin' drinkin' songs!" Duo drawled from the couch.
Quatre fell down on the floor, still giggling.
"Hey Quat... where di'ja go?" Duo asked loudly, craning his neck to see over the edge of the couch.
"M'here... I fell down." Quatre replied still giggling.
"Oh, 's good." He said, letting his head flop back onto the couch. "I think I'm gonna pass out now."
"Me too." Quatre said, leaning up against the side of the couch.
* * * * *
A groan rose from the floor next to the couch the next morning. "Ow ow ow ow ow... Who opened the drapes and turned on the spotlight." Duo moaned, then hissed as his words drove spikes into his own head.
He rolled over and bonked his nose on the coffee table. Blearily, Duo reached out to figure out how far away that was supposed to be. Red flashed passed his face and swiped at the table. "Huh?" Duo studdied his hand then groaned. He had on bright red nailpolish. He slapped his hand over his eyes and struggled upright. His stomach surged as he made it into a sitting position. "Ug." He let his hand fall to his lap as he kept his eyes closed to better help him stop his rolling stomach.
His shakey stomach settled a little and he opened his eyes again. He blinked. He blinked again, slower this time. He was NOT wearing a bright red dress and a day glow pink feather boa. He shut his eyes again. This was a first, Duo never had hallucinations with a hang over before.
He peeked around the edge of the couch remembering Quatre the night before. "Hey Quat...tre..." He blinked then swatted Quatre's side. "Hey Quatre..."
The sleepy figure turned toward him and Duo screamed.
Quatre blinked at Duo then followed in suit at Duo's bright pink and electric blue and red makeup job.
The smell of coffee stopped them from screaming at each others respective makeovers and matching dress combos. Reclining in the doorway was a very satisfied, very un-hung over Wufei.
"Justice is served."