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Otto was easily tossed around, light, small and drunk. Just as swiftly as he'd been discarded, and just before he was able to pass out Bix scooped him up again. "Yeaaaah hair'd get all over the place." He nodded sloppily.

As they reached the commons room, a familiar red head graced their presence. "Heeeeeeeeeeeey Molly~ We're giving Bixy here a hair cut!" He patted the top of Bix's head for emphasis. "He'll be manly n then you'll LOVE HIM."

Woah was Otto like…really happy to see her? Molly’s brows furrowed. Something was up…she squinted at the both of them, trying to put her finger on it. “…Hair cut…?” She echoed and then looked a bit red. “…Manly? Wha--….I…” Then she was picked up off of the ground and hugged by Bix. “I uh…th..thanks?” She turned even more red, and then stared at the albino bewildered.

Molly just got redder by the minute as Bix spoke and placed his finger on her lips and then started touching her face. She was rather flustered by the time he was done, mixed with the confusion of what was happening until he took a seat and Otto had…scissors. “…Have you two been drinking!?” She squeaked as it clicked, and she immediately got between Otto and Bix, looking at the Death hunter. “…Um…h…how about you give those to me, alright?” She held her hand out for the scissors.

Bix's head fell back and he watched Molly with wide eyes. "Jus'some burrs.. I only had 2 and a half. They were Light!" He had wide, innocent eyes. He didn't want to be in trouble!

His head lolled a bit, following Otto and Molly's interactions. "Are you gonna cut it for me? That would be.. that would be just GREAT." The pink faced hunter grinned at her. In his mild slur, the midwestern twang seemed to come through on certain words, an accent that he'd used college to get rid of. The albino may have been a bit sleepy at this point but he wasn't being sloppy and his eyes still seemed pretty aware. These young men clearly could not handle even the littlest bit of alcohol.

"She so awesome, isn't she awesome?" He looked at Otto and then back at Molly again.

"I'm sorry I'm so TERRIBLE.. You're hair looks nice sleepy headed.." His head rolled back forward, going through the various facets of tipsy and tired. "I would be.. be.. honored for you to cut my braid off. Some girl said she though I was.. was.. GAY.. and then Otto TOLD ME I looked gay and.. well.. ITS TIME!" The alternating tones ended in a triumphant yell.

"I'll be a real boy!" He laughed.

"No but he is!" Otto replied as a rebuttal, pointing to Bix.. upside down on the couch. "He's a whoooole twenty twooooo years old. So it's okay." Clearly it was okay if he had supervision.

"She IS awesome!" otto agreed, Arms raised high before flopping back behind him.

"Whaaaat?" Otto huffed and hit Bix's leg with the back of his hand. "Dude, did you hear what she said?"

Molly flinched as Bix stumbled into her…and then wrinkled her nose. Oh…okay…that was kind of groady…beer breath.

The Mist Hunter continued to look less than impressed as Bix sassed her. While Molly was never one to yell or get mad…it was different when she was adopting her mother persona, because you know what just happened?

Otto and Bix got KID ZONED.

Meaning that they were now categorized as two unruly children who needed to be put into their place.

Molly’s expression hardened and she swatted at Bix’s finger that was poking her nose. “Ferdinand Wilkins Junior.” Oh yeah. She went there. “You will not sass me, young man, now—“ She leveled a hard stare at the two of them. “You will both go to bed right now. If you two have having a little sleep over, that’s fine. But. You are both to go to bed right this moment.” She paused. “If any of you want to argue with me, I will spank you both.”

With a monster lance.

His beer breath wasn't that bad. He only had 2! Okay.. 3.

When Bix heard his full name he actually stopped and his face fell. He didn't look like a admonished child.. he looked a little bit like a hurt adult. With the buzz and fuzz of the alcohol, his name made him think of his daddy issues, of his real mom. It was only a moment but it was easy to get sentimental when your emotional filter was so permeated with booze.

"You didn't have to be like that, Molly.." Bix's eyes darted to Otto on the couch and he muttered pathetically. Thankfully the wounded feeling faded, though his look didn't.

His eyes darted to Otto and then to Molly and the to Otto. "M'not goin to bed.. unless you go too." He crossed his arms. Sure, she could beat him up, but she'd just be beating up some buzzed guy who wasn't fighting back. "I.. I told you not to be sleeping on this couch. You.. you don't wanna hang out?" Wibble.

Bix grabbed Otto and dragged him up. "You gotta.. come with both of us. And supervise." He looked at Otto again, he would catch on right? They both had been talking about snuggling with some nice lady too...

"Otto might do something.. bad to me." Bix looked scared suddenly, worried. "Even if I got to my own room! He'll.. he'll.. sneak in and cut off my hair! Soo.. we'll sleep in Otto's room." Bix was now clutching his braid and giving terrified desu eyes. Of course only minutes before he'd been ready to chop it off but.. whatever worked.

Bix leaned forward, a shaky look in his eye. "If you're there, he'll be good! Otto only listens to you!" he whispered.

Otto was nodding lazily at everything Bix said, ready to play along and back him up. Like a bro. "He's right. I only listen to Molly." He agreed with a tilt of his head.

But Molly wasn't buying it.

Otto frowned, swaying lightly. All this talk of sleep was making him dizzy. That or the cold was still kicking. "Awwww. I'm sorry we woke you up." He apologized sadly, his face flushing some more. "Can we sleep here with you?"

The Mist trainee just looked between the two and her shoulder slumped a bit. Once a door mat always a door mat. “…O…oh…sure…uh…but you guys will probably want to get your blankets and pillows?” Though they were falling asleep already…huh… She sat back down on her couch, pulling her blanket around her was she watched them to see if they’d fall asleep yet.

She yawned as well though.