cokeandwhiskey | The Morning After The Night Before Meme, nabbed from bakerstreet

THE MORNING AFTER THE NIGHT BEFORE MEME

It's been one of those nights. You went out, met some people, did some things, and in the cold light of day you aren't so sure that those 3:00 a.m. bright ideas were so bright after all. It's the morning after the night before. Where are you now?

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PROMPTS:

This is not my beautiful spouse!
You got drunk and put a ring on it. How does that pan out? Happy ending or rush annulment?
Break stuff
You did some high-value property damage. Are you going to stick around and make good, or are you going to high tail it out of there?
Dude! Sweet!
You got a tattoo. Your partner in crime did too. Worst idea or best idea ever?
Dude, where's my...?
You lost it - your car, the heirloom engagement ring, state secrets. Whatever it is, you had it and now you don't.
One phone call
You swear you didn't mean to fall into the chocolate fountain at the McFancypants' wedding reception, and you really didn't mean to shake it off all over the bride's dress, and youreally didn't mean to grab her there when you were just trying to help her clean off her bodice. You're in jail. Are you there alone or do you have a pal sitting next to you going, "Best. Night. Ever!"
Walk of...
You hooked up. Is this good, bad, awkward? Are you doing the walk of shame this morning or strutting it all the way home?
Viral infamy
Remember that thing you did last night? Okay, remember that thing you did last night that you don't remember? It's all over YouTube. How's that playing with the people who know you?
If the shoe fits...
Why did you wake up in someone else's clothes? Do you even want to know? Where are your clothes?
Text in haste, repent at leisure
Do you really want to look at your call and message logs from the night before?
Hair of the dog...
Why stop with last night when you can just keep rolling?
I don't remember, I don't recall...
You drank something, smoked something, took the red pill and the blue pill and you don't remember a thing you did. Mix and match any of the other prompts under this one.

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[One of these days, Mituna is going to learn to trust his instincts. He knows he's not supposed to drink, for about two thousand reasons, because he already has balance problems and mood problems and a massive hole in his brain to mouth filter. But no, his goddamn asshole of a best friend managed to convince him that drinking himself stupid at Eridan's 17th birthday party. Which they were supposed to be chaperoning.]

[Okay. Not chaperoning. Because, really, daddy Ampora couldn't give less of a shit. More like crashing with the vague intention of making sure the drinks and the weird club-style lighting don't combine into one of Sollux's episodes. Like a good big brother.]

[Who is currently waking up face-down on the pavement next to the pool, head pounding and stomach churning. He swears loudly and forces himself up off the concrete with his hands. His palms are scraped up and bloody already, and he winces when they rub against the rough surface. Ow. He ignores the dried blood on his hands and runs them through his hair, groaning in protest of his headache.]

[And then he actually looks around and holy shit Cronus is being held upright in the water by a batman inner tube and very obviously unconscious.]

Cronus! 'Ey! Wake up, dude!

Edited 2012-11-20 20:25 (UTC)

[After some elementary school age, Cronus stopped being okay with sharing his birthday with Eridan. So what if their birthdays were only a week apart? Cronus' birthday was first in year and day, why should he have to wait until Eridan's to get some goddamn presents? Their father gave into his demands, despite that Cronus still crashed Eridan's parties the next week and was whiny about not getting presents, too. Ampora kids, hard to raise.]

[While Cronus grew up and stopped expecting double presents and for Eridan to shrink away from him every year, he was still there for his parties by either obligatory order of his father or unfortunate timing. This time, their father had a meeting out of state for a few days, left early the morning of and when Cronus bluntly told him he wasn't dealing with his little brother's friends without having copious amounts of alcohol present, he just made him promise to make sure the kids stayed in the house and if they drank (he expected them to) that they didn't get alcohol poisoning.]

[No brainer, both of the Captors were there, and some of Eridan's other strange array of friends. He pretty much let them do whatever the fuck they wanted, so long as they stayed inside and didn't take any cars out on a joy ride. The responsible thing to have done was to haven taken up all the car keys and locked them up in his personal safe or something. Instead, he decided he didn't give a shit, left them with a $100 bill for pizza or something and some of the shitty alcohol, snagged Mituna and declared their perch upstairs on the indoor balcony thing overlooking the bottom floor. Technically keeping an eye on them but not really.]

[Shit happened that he won't remember, and all of the shenanigans have left him in the pool in the batman inner tube. Somehow. He's pretty much passed the fuck out, has been, and it's a miracle he hasn't rolled over into the water. But Mituna shouting at him startles him awake, limbs flailing and him inevitably losing his balance off the inner tube.]

FUCK--!

[And then he's in the water with a flailing splash. He breaches immediately, taking a gasp of air and coughing as he treads water. When he has his breath, he ducks back underwater and comes out again, shaking his head. He turns in the water, swishing around until he sees Mituna on the pavement across the pool. He holds his breath and pushes himself underwater, propelling himself forward with an impressive stroke of his arms and popping out when he gets to the other end. He wipes excess water away from his eyes and anchors his arms on the pool's edge.]

[He runs a hand through his stringy, dripping, chlorine-smelling hair and groans.]

Ugh, my head is killing me...the fuck happened yesterday?

[Mituna has a moment of panic when Cronus goes under, even if Amporas and water go together like fish and water. Assuming he didn't try last night, he hasn't gone into water deeper than a bathtub since the car accident, but he still lurches forward instinctively. He doesn't actually make it into the water before Cronus surfaces, and he relaxes back against the concrete with an audible sigh of relief.]

[Okay. So Cronus isn't dead. He does have a very good question, though.]

I have no fucking clue. My goddamn hands are bleeding, and--

[It's only at this point when he notices Cronus' bare shoulders, which causes him to raise the question of his own clothing. He looks down at himself and makes a noise of utter confusion. Okay, so those are definitely his boxers, they're black with a bright yellow nuclear warning sign over the crotch, but he's wearing a white button-up dress shirt, which is way too big. He glances back up at his friend to do a quick frame comparison, then back at himself. The realization dawns.]

Is this your dad's?!

[And then he notices that he's sitting very close to a pile of the clothes Cronus had been wearing last night, topped with something that looks suspiciously like a pair of boxer-briefs.]

. . . Dude, are you naked?

[He's fairly awful at remembering things from nights prior, apparently, and likely because any time he passed out from drinking he just woke up alone in his room like every other time. Nothing much to remember. So this is actually a first for him and his head is pounding at the same time but being in the pool is soothing so it's not that bad. Also nice boxers, Mituna, he's just going to stare at them a little instead of his face.]

You probably fell and I don't know, went to sleep?

[Cronus' mouth drops open because fuck that is definitely his father's shirt and oh hell no but--wait. Naked? Those are definitely his clothes and...shit. He grips the edge of the pool and pushes away a bit and stares down. Oh. Yep. That's his penis. He is most definitely naked. In the pool. With Mituna right there. Okay then this just got weird. He chuckles awkwardly and pulls himself back, shrugging.]

It would seem so. No idea how that happened.

[Cronus you go skinny dipping this is not that weird for you.]

[Stare at whatever you want, Cronus, Mituna is barely paying attention. He groans loudly and runs a scratched-up hand through his hair, which is even more of a bird's nest than usual. The sharper pain of pressure on barely-closed cuts is a nice contrast to the heavy throbbing in his head.]

Went to sleep? Bullshit, no way, dude, I'm pretty sure I passed the fuck out. Can I get tetanus from this?

[Never mind that he bled on Daddy Ampora's work clothes, he's far more concerned with health risks and, well. Cronus being naked. He's immediately distracted from his distress by an opportunity to be an asshole. He smirks and leans over, peering in an over-exaggerated manner down Cronus' front. He can't actually see anything at this angle, but, hey.]

How cold's the water, dude?

[He whistles and lets it trail off into something small and pathetic, and glances back up to waggle his eyebrows at his friend. Hangover or not, there is never a bad time for a 'small dick' joke.]

The Morning After The Night Before Meme, nabbed from bakerstreet

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