[PRP] Three Drunk Idiots [Juno // Zone // Hack]

[Shnazz]

Juno was really beginning to enjoy himself until there was that moment of spraying cold that was showering him and the person in his arms. Turning around grumpily at the interruption, he vaguely scowled at whoever it was. His drunkness was really beginning to reach its limits, his vision fogged. He couldn't even remember who that third party was for a moment. Oh, right. It was BB. "Mm... Party pooper...." He managed to grumble while licking his lips, as though he were in the middle of a meal.

It had been a while since he last kissed someone, so perhaps that was why his hormones reacted with such fervor? Or maybe that would be Juno's excuse in the morning, as morning was coming and the excitement of the night was beginning to wear off.

Juno opened his mouth in a large yawn and refused to let go of Hack still. "Mmmm.... Cudddddles...." As his tightened his arms around his 'wife'. "Goo' nigh' Babe...." He shouted after BB who was disappearing into Hack's room somewhere and putting his head down against his best friend's chest slowly slipping into dream land softly cooing unawares of the consequences that would follow in the morning, like a very bad headache.

((Shall we skip to the morning aftermath? :U ))  

[Rika Mayumi]

Zone woke up in a dark cramped space with a headache, fatigue and nausea added with a piercing pain under his foot. Wherever he was, sleeping wasn’t comfortable and made his whole body ached. Was he knocked unconscious and dumped somewhere? And where the hell was Juno? They were just fighting some kind of robot right?

The place doesn’t seem right, his hand gripped on a long hard stick, he felt some cloths of some sort hanging or was just everywhere and other things which he cannot figure out in this total darkness. “Where the hell am I?” he moved like a confused blind man wrapped around in what seemed to be his makeshift sleeping blanket. His throbbing head makes moving worse. He felt like puking all over the place.

“Juuuuunooooo...” a distress call, though he wasn’t sure if anyone could hear him. He was famished, too much out of energy to move and very thirsty.

‘Thirsty! Yeah, Hack!’ He remembered that the three of them were drinking and was pretty hammered. Then those two started to act strange.

He vaguely remembered what happened last night, but in all the things that happened, he cannot forget those two idiots kissing. And he knew it was real, not just a dream or nightmare. In a rush, he tightens his grip to the long wooden rod that seemed to be the broomstick he was looking for last night and rampaged out of that cramped area. He kicked the door out of the way, and all other things flew out. It seemed like Zone slept inside a cabinet which Hack just shoved things in and did not know when and how he got there. He can’t wait to whack somebody with his broomstick. How unbecoming for heros to fool around... especially doing that act with the same gender. Oh the press, the scandals and shame that would befall. Zone was thinking way too much.

But first, breakfast. His stomach growled like an angry starving lion.
“And where the hell are my clothes?” he wrapped himself from neck to foot fast with the blanket. It was hot that night probably due to alcohol, and unconsciously slept naked and tossed his clothes around somewhere in this ransacked looking place.  

[mori-zae]

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Hack woke up with an earth splitting headache. He opened his eyes one tiny crack and the entire room doubled, tripled, and then shifted around in wavy circles until he shut his eyes again. Why did he decide to drink again...?

“Juuuuunooooo...”

He sat up gingerly, shoving away whatever weight was resting on him and tried to open his eyes again. The room swam, but less vigorously this time, and a figure swathed in sheets like Venus de Milo swaggered in from his broom cupboard.

Weird.

Wait, what was Venus de Milo doing in his broom cupboard? Why did he have a hangover? What--

And then yesterday night's events came back in a rush, so much that his head began to ache. And... Juno.

The man in question was still sleeping next to him. Hack stared at him with mortified horror as one thought repeated itself like a broken record: my best friend kissed me

“And where the hell are my clothes?”

"UH, I'll help you find them!" he offered cheerfully, happy for a distraction from his thoughts. He stood up too quickly and almost tripped into Venus, oh no wait, it was... BB. Hack raised an eyebrow as he appraised the shorter man.

"Okay, why... you know what, never mind," he stopped himself before he could ask why BB was walking around naked in the morning after a night of drinking and sleeping in his broom closet. They didn't get him to strip tease, right...? No, don't think. His head was still throbbing, details would make it worse. He half staggered around the table, stepping on some part of Juno in the process and lifted a jacket that was lying on the sofa.

"Yours?" he queried.

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[Shnazz]

Juno was the last to wake up. He'd drank far too much, in fact the most he'd ever drunk in his entire life... And it was a miracle that he hadn't gotten alcohol poisoning. It didn't help that his body was exhausted already from a most strenuous fight the night before... Stupid freaking robot. Juno, snoring lightly, was laying on the living room floor on his side... Even a distressed call of his name from BB could not stir this conked out man.

He had been sleeping soundly and would have continued to do so if it hadn't been for the fact that Hack stepped on the bruised part of one of his calves. Hack's weight against the sensitive muscle instantly woke him from his slumber. Scrunching his eyes shut and open from the stinging pain, he rolled onto his back.
"Sssssss..." Juno sucked in a sharp breath. "What's the big idea...!" Half his face squinting up at the two standing figures chattering away. Loudly, he might add. And without another moment to think, the excruciating headache that was bound to come from all the drinking hit Juno like a hammer. His entire head was swimming the moment he tried to prop himself up on his elbow and stare at his two closest friends.

The facts of last night's charade slowly began to materialize in Juno's mind's eye. Drinking. Home. More drinking.... Drinking game.... Kiss........... The first thing that seemed to cross his thoughts was confusion. Did he really kiss Hack last night? What for? Oh right, that whole first kiss deal thing.... Didn't he instigate that response without meaning to...? He certainly didn't expect Hack to try to kiss BB. And least of all for himself to intervene.... He put a hand to his mouth as he remembered the details.

It wasn't just a kiss... It was full on mouth-to-mouth. What the hell was he thinking?? He just kissed a guy, his best friend. In front of his other best friend. That was some sort of joke, right? Haha... Juno couldn't figure it out through the headache, not to mention how drunk he'd been. He ran his hand through his hair, feeling quite grimy. He needed a shower, badly.

"Ugh..." he uttered under his breath that still smelled of liquor. He rubbed the palm of his hand against his forehead to try to qualm some of the pounding in his skull. "So... Robots... We need to talk about that..." he vaguely mentioned.