Author's note: Here is the new story. Hope you guys enjoy it! As missesmadhatter says, the plot bunnies delivered! There is some crazy stuff happening. As always let me know whatcha think.
Things Will Never Be the Same
By 18lzytwner
Chapter 1
LazyTown was still feeling the affects of the night before. Cups, plates, beer and pop cans, and the occasional article of clothing littered the streets of the small town. Last night had been college graduation.
The town wasn't the only one feeling the after affects of yesterday. Stephanie awoke with a pounding headache, the result of a nasty hangover.
"Uhhh." Was the only word she could get out before she felt a lump rise in her throat. Swaggering to the bathroom, in the apartment, she retched into the toilet. After flushing it, she looked into the mirror. Her skin was pale and there were huge bags under her eyes. All of a sudden, someone stood beside her.
It was her husband, Sportacus. He apparently wasn't feeling well either because he dropped to his knees in front of the toilet. Soon the small bathroom smelled of alcohol and stomach acid.
"Did you catch the license plate number of that Mack truck that hit me?" Stephanie whispered. Sportacus' answer was to throw up again.
On the other side of town, things weren't going any better. Amanda was sicker than a dog. Robbie had been trying to help her by holding back her hair as she vomited but he was sick too.
"No more hard liquor pong." The twenty-two year old girl muttered. Robbie nodded but that hurt his head. Then someone pounded on the bathroom door.
Amanda put her hands up to her ears and answered the door. Bessie stood on the other side of it. One whiff of what was wafting out of the bathroom and she was about to puke. Bessie ran downstairs to use the other restroom.
Stephanie was still pretty sick and Sportacus was starting to feel better than his petite wife. Finally, Around one o'clock, the couple seemed to be coming out of it.
"Do you remember what happened last night?" he asked slowly.
"Not really." His wife moaned. She rolled herself into a ball on their bed. Her husband lie down next to her and put his arm over her shoulder. The two fell asleep.
The next morning came and everyone seemed to be better. Amanda and Robbie had cleaned up the upstairs bathroom in the Mayor's house. Afterwards, they went in search of their friends.
Sportacus had finished opening all the windows and digging out the air fresheners, while Stephanie cleaned up in the bathroom. Then she jumped in the shower to try to get the stink off.
Amanda rang the doorbell and Sportacus answered the door. Letting her and Robbie in, Sportacus closed the door.
"How you guys feeling?" Robbie asked.
"Better that's for sure. How about you?" Sportacus replied.
"Not too bad. Still have a bit of a headache though." Amanda answered. Stephanie emerged from down the hall. The friends all sat down and promised to never substitute vodka and whiskey for beer and play pong again. It would be a few weeks later before they truly understood what happened that night.
To Be Continued…