"This is what Humans call "Beer Pong?" Data asked putting particular emphasis on the last two words.
"Yeah, it's a game" one of the muscular looking security majors shrugged, taking a long sip of his drink.
Data raised his eyebrows, nodding his head slightly, "The objective of the game, is to get the ball into the cup, then the opposing team consumes the alcohol.." the security major called Reg sighed impatiently, "Yes, are you going to play or not?"
"I will attempt it" he nodded.
"Good" Reg smiled devilishly, exposing his pearly white teeth. "The Droid's on my team!" he shouted drunkenly. The opposing team sighed, groaning in disappointment. The blond cadet stepped up next to Data at the end of the table, snaking an arm around his slender waist. The Android gave the cadet a confused expression, he was not used to getting touched by anyone.
"Knock em dead~" he whispered, eyes sparkling. Data opened his mouth to tell him he is not programmed to kill without an extremely compromising situation, when Reg gave him an unforgettable strike across the backside. The cadet was intriged, he was not anticipating an action similar to that at all. Of course he could not feel the pain of it, but if he was human, he suspected that he would not be able to sit for a few hours. Reg seemed to be feeling the pain though, as he was caressing his hand, shaking it in hopes of gettting rid of the sting.
"I apologise, I was not expecting that action, if you had of warned me, I would have made an adjustment so the impact would have been less severe" Data spoke as if everyone could add cushion to their body parts.
"It's alright, handsome, no harm done" Reg smiled, motioning for Data to play.
"As you wish...handsome.." Data replied, not completely understanding the use of the word "Handsome", but it made Reg smile wider, so he must have done something right. He added the word "Handsome" into his memory banks for later use.
The first shot was a breeze...for Data. The other players were highly intoxicated by the time the game ended, including Reg, who passed out on the couch. It seemed like an excellent opportunity for the other Cadets to draw on his face with a marker. Data seemed to be the only one at the party that was not affected my alcohol, with the exception of the Vulcan group currently discussing the new warp field parameters at a length.
He decided to take the opportunity to study the different aspects of party goers. The Android met and talked to most of the people, the people who were willing that is. Many females and some males payed perticular attention to him after he answered the question, "Are you-like-*hik* able to have sex n stuff?"
The rest were unwilling, as they thought an Android at the academy was cheating, considering his extraordinary mental capabilities. He didn't pay any attention to the predjudice, as he didn't want to provoke a confrontation.
The party was still holding strong into the wee hours of the morning, the party eventually died down when most of the party had passed out in a very undignified manner. The Vulcans left after exchanging dorm numbers with Data. They seemed very interested in his inner mechanics. He thought it best if he helped with the cleaning up of the house before he left, the hosts of the party were gracious enough to hold the party, so he thought he would do his part. After he tidied the mess, he proceeded to wake Reg, but the cadet kept shooing him away.
"Reginald, we have to vacate, the party is over" he shook his new friends shoulder lightly.
"Yeah-okay..lemme just..." was all Reg could say as he was still half asleep, and half naked.
"I will take you back to the dorm, if that is what you wish" the Android spoke softly, careful not to wake anyone else.
"Yeah...cool Data.." he rubbed his eyes and smacked his lips.
The tall Android nodded, swiftly scooping Reg off of the cluttered couch, much to Reg's surprise. "Woah! Data, I can walk" he chuckled, tapping Data on the back to put him down. He complied, gently letting him down to the floor. Reg cleared his throat and scratched his muscular,bare chest.
"Any ideas as to where my shirt is?..." he asked, looking around.
Data nodded, "I found it in one of the empty alcohol cups, it seems as though someone used it to clean up a spill"
"Shit, I'll have to go back like this then.." the blond sighed, running his fingers through his short, spiked hair in frustration.
"Not necessarily" the cadet interjected, putting up his index finger. He then unzipped the black and gold wind-breaker he had on, and handed it to his friend. He was left with a tight, black long sleeve on underneath. He was not as muscular as Reg, but he had very nice muscle tone for being as thin as he was.
Reg took the wind-breaker and put it on, it clearly wasn't something that he would wear, but he was grateful that it was something. "Thanks, Data" he let out a breath of relief. "You are welcome" the Android nodded, "Now that is settled, you should wash the profanity off of your face before we get back to campus"
"What?" the cadet ribbed his hand over his face, leaving black smudges over his hand. "Bastards..." he wispered under his breath. He shook his head, smiling.
Reg chuckled as he looked at Data, "Is it cold in here?" he pointed to his chest. Data hadn't noticed it before, but his nipples were erect.
"I do not suffer from the elements, but I see what you mean.." he smoothed down his shirt. If he were human, he would most definitely be as red as Klingon Blood Wine.