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*Chris dropped a two liter of Moutain Dew down next to Dani on the couch.*

You two can play. Cassie and I, uh, are the advanced class at that game.

*In other words, they played the hell out of it like the gaming nerds they are and didn't want to show off.*

Have fun.

*Chris sat at the kitchen table with Cassie.*

I wasn't planning inviting anyone out here at all for a few days until Dani called. I was bored after you left so I called Wally. And the only people I was ever going to invite was our team....you, me, Wally, Dani, and Achilles. I just thought we would have some alone time here first.

Cassie sighed.

"Well, these days things never work out the way any of us plan.As for Achilles... he's on a date tonight. Apparently Donnie set it up for him."

Cassie cuddled up close to Chris.

"Don't be mad at me. Dani's my best friend and I just thought that maybe we could cheer her up a bit.... She's going though a hard time. I mean remember all those times we broke up.... it was insane."

The Cat's Meow...

Achilles stood in the door frame of this popular and trendy club and had already come to the conclusion that he did not care for the place. There were too many people, and the music was too loud and grated against his ears. He looked around at the crowd of young people, much like him, that were socializing, some drinking, and others dancing with bodies grinding against bodies. They were wearing clothes much more fashionable than his own...

He glanced down and exhaled silently at his own simple combination of cream colored dress shirt and matching slacks. He wondered if he would ever get used to the feel of these clothes when a voice distracted him.

"Do you have a reservation, sir?"

The hostess, clad in a black, skin-tight body dress, asked from behind a podium.

"Um," Achilles murmured as he looked at the note Donald had left him. "I am to ask for the Colossus table?"

"Colossus..." The hostess looked down at the booking folder and smiled. "And there we are." She looked up and her eyes were bright. "Please, follow me. Your date has already arrived I believe."

He almost told her that this was not, and would not, be a date, but instead he silently followed her lead, squeezing his muscular form between the dancing couples en route to his table, and to a charming young artist named Piotr.

"Sweet!" Teddy cried as he ran forward, scooping up the change -- only to realize that it was all Canadian, and therefore worthless. Frowning, he handed it off to Stephen, who pocketed it, then looked over at Wallace still huddled down behind the soda machine.

"So you beat his dragons? Good stuff," Teddy said, nodding a couple of times. "I guess that means you can keep making out with Wallace." Heading over to their friend, he picked him up and slung him over his shoulder, wondering if he was in shock from the whole experience, or stunned into perpetual lust for the man who had just won further make out rights.

"So, where we heading off to, and how to we get there?"

Jen leaned back sipping on her soda. She was sitting in a booth that was feeling too small for her and she kept looking around at all the couples. She was feeling ill. She really could be out trying to cheer Dani up but first came Achilles.

She looked quickly at the menu and spotted the cheapest thing, chicken wings, fantastic.

if anything she was hoping she'd spy Bobby Drake at least first so she could grill the little iceboy about what she was doing here. As she looked around she saw the blond dream boat looking very uncomfortable and not really fitting in.

'Well that makes two of us.' Jen sighed as some more people gasped at the giant green lady sipping her drink. She'd been getting that a lot, maybe she was wearing too much purple.

After hours of bad movies and Justin Bieber music. Linda finally managed to escape. It was horrible.... she felt sick to her stomach. Linda got to her room, luckily Karen was still out with her boyfriend. She got out her phone and texted Wally...

Hey, sorry about that. Anyways we should get together tomorrow about the whole team thing. That is if your still game. Anyways I hope you're having good V-day.
- Linda.

Linda hit send... she wanted to say she loved him. But she couldn't...Linda didn't want to get her heart broken again. She lay down on her bed looking at the ceiling.

He allowed himself to be carried, casually draped over Teddy's shoulder, out of the lobby. Tiny hearts were floating about his head, and he wasn't quite sure if this was a figment of his imagination, or if it were truly happening. That had been an incredibly long battle, and the entire time, Hartley had fought for him. He wasn't mad, he wasn't going to dump him - he had taken out Seto Kaiba for him.

He would have felt worse for Seto, but Seto had always had really sharp features that had unsettled him in some way. It was as if his father had been a normal human being, and his mother had been a resident of flatland.

Snaking down from Teddy's embrace, he wiggled his way over to Hartley, linking an arm through his. He kissed his cheek, finding it really hard to not just drop everything and make out with him right now. You know...

"Can you two just deal with that trash and meet us outside?"

With a smile and a wink, Wallace dragged Hartley off into the bathroom, emerging ten minutes later looking neat as a pin. Hartley looked a little worse for wear, but that could just be attributed to his duel. Or card game. Whichever way you wanted to look at it.

Kissing him one last time, he smoothed Hartley's clothes in place then headed outside to cheerfully wave at his friends, blissfully unaware of the man in the shadows.