Morning After... Part One
Oct. 14th, 2001 09:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
windandwaterIf there was ever a reason *why* Castle Anthrax didn't have very many all-Muse parties, this was it.
Someone always... Always... *ALWAYS*... spiked the drinks. Or the food. Or both. Probably more than one person, even. While the Writer didn't approve of excessive recreational drinking as a standard, She seemed to think it was halariously funny whenever her Muses got sloshed.
Maybe *SHE* was the one who spiked the drinks.
Amongst the numerous others.
Duo decided to stop thinking. No good could come of it and his head felt like there was a whole fleet of Tauruses tap-dancing on his brain. He cracked open one violet eye cautiously, judged that the light was dim enough to be tolerable, and opened both. He squinted and yawned, feeling extremely out of place. It was either very late or very early and Castle Anthrax was going to be full of surly Muses around afternoon. The braided boy tried to put everything he knew in order.
Duo's first observation was that he was naked.
And he was naked in the middle of the dance floor.
He was naked, on his back, in the middle of the dance floor.
Duo would have screamed if he already didn't know that his head would suffer for it. He tried to raise an arm to hold to his throbbing head when he realized he couldn't move his arms. He couldn't move *either* of them. *THAT* really got his mind whirling.
Oh my GOD, Duo thought frantically. OH MY GOD! I got drunk off my ass and there's two people snuggled against me! Jeezus! The last thing I remember is Sakura saying that there was no such thing as a "Lust Card" and someone asking -- was it Eriol? Or Minako? -- why she didn't just create one. Fuck... FUCK!!! The whole thing turned into a free-for-all orgy! Oh my god, oh my god... please please please let them be Heero and Wufei... or Trowa... or Quatre... PLEASE PLEASE PROVE THAT THERE IS A GOD AND LET THEM BE SOMEONE I NORMALLY SLEEP WITH!!!
Duo looked down and verified the identities of the two people using his chest as a pillow.
There wasn't a god.
Duo Maxwell's scream woke up the whole host of Muses passed out in the Main Commons.
And it was rapidly followed by various other screams as the Muses realized just *who* or *whom* they had spent the night with.
Duo Maxwell had woken up with Kazeno Shinji... and Relena Peacecraft.
There really *wasn't* a god.
...
...
...
But there was a *very* amused Writer.
Someone always... Always... *ALWAYS*... spiked the drinks. Or the food. Or both. Probably more than one person, even. While the Writer didn't approve of excessive recreational drinking as a standard, She seemed to think it was halariously funny whenever her Muses got sloshed.
Maybe *SHE* was the one who spiked the drinks.
Amongst the numerous others.
Duo decided to stop thinking. No good could come of it and his head felt like there was a whole fleet of Tauruses tap-dancing on his brain. He cracked open one violet eye cautiously, judged that the light was dim enough to be tolerable, and opened both. He squinted and yawned, feeling extremely out of place. It was either very late or very early and Castle Anthrax was going to be full of surly Muses around afternoon. The braided boy tried to put everything he knew in order.
Duo's first observation was that he was naked.
And he was naked in the middle of the dance floor.
He was naked, on his back, in the middle of the dance floor.
Duo would have screamed if he already didn't know that his head would suffer for it. He tried to raise an arm to hold to his throbbing head when he realized he couldn't move his arms. He couldn't move *either* of them. *THAT* really got his mind whirling.
Oh my GOD, Duo thought frantically. OH MY GOD! I got drunk off my ass and there's two people snuggled against me! Jeezus! The last thing I remember is Sakura saying that there was no such thing as a "Lust Card" and someone asking -- was it Eriol? Or Minako? -- why she didn't just create one. Fuck... FUCK!!! The whole thing turned into a free-for-all orgy! Oh my god, oh my god... please please please let them be Heero and Wufei... or Trowa... or Quatre... PLEASE PLEASE PROVE THAT THERE IS A GOD AND LET THEM BE SOMEONE I NORMALLY SLEEP WITH!!!
Duo looked down and verified the identities of the two people using his chest as a pillow.
There wasn't a god.
Duo Maxwell's scream woke up the whole host of Muses passed out in the Main Commons.
And it was rapidly followed by various other screams as the Muses realized just *who* or *whom* they had spent the night with.
Duo Maxwell had woken up with Kazeno Shinji... and Relena Peacecraft.
There really *wasn't* a god.
...
...
...
But there was a *very* amused Writer.