A/N: So this is a Christmas present for a friend of mine who has a certain obsession with American Horror Story. All of the characters (Except Tate, obviously) are OCs, though technically Mason isn't if you've ever seen Dead Like Me. (If you haven't you should go watch it. It was pretty much filmed around my house ...) He's just crossover AU. Anyways, in case it wasn't obvious, I don't own AHS. I mean clearly, as this is put under humour and romance and not death, plot-twists, and oh-all-your-favourite-characters-are-dead-dead-dead. Okay I'm going to stop talking now and let you read this fluff. And yes, the title is The Cars.
"I ... What? What am I doing? What did I just do? HOW DID I DO THAT?" Mason yelled at the TV, shaking the Xbox controller in his hand. How Caroline had convinced him to try this he did not know. Still, he sat cross legged in front of the TV, watching the screen move as he moved his character around and ran into hails of bullets and grenades. "This isn't fair, he already knew how to play. You didn't show me anything," he whined at Caroline beside him as he saw Tate smirk and throw another grenade in his direction.
"Press the x, press the x," Caroline insisted, giving him a nudge. "I totally told you how to play, it's not my fault you didn't listen."
"You should give up while you've still got lives, Mas. Langdon's got this one in the bag," Tate grinned, shooting down a few more characters heading his way.
Alice poked him in the ribs where she knew he was ticklish. "Be nice," she said quietly, smiling. Tate jumped slightly and narrowly escaped getting his character shot in the head.
With a sigh, Mason gave up, putting his controller down and shaking his head. "I can't do it. It makes no sense." He scooted away as Caroline jumped on the controller, picking it up and manoeuvring her way around the set of the video game. Within a few minutes, she'd killed off most of the enemy characters, including Tate several times. The screen changed, proclaiming her champion and she threw her hands up in victory, laughing and sticking her tongue out at Tate as Mason wound his arms around her waist.
Tate slumped back into Alice's lap, looking something like a child in need of consoling and Alice's arms draped around him, rubbing his back slightly, but smiling in the good humour of the moment. Mason pulled a bottle of whiskey out from beside the TV. "I propose a toast! But ... I'm too lazy to go get glasses so we'll have to pass the bottle round. To ... Good times and good friends," he announced loudly, holding the bottle up before taking a drink and handing it off to Tate. He watched carefully as Tate took his drink, quickly stating, "And also to Caroline, champion of video games and defeater of Tate," as he took his drink, earning him a glare. Tate calmly passed the bottle off to Alice before getting up and chasing Mason up to the basement. Caroline giggled as she heard the two shouting at each other and glanced at Alice, who took a small sip from the bottle before handing it over.
"We're never gunna be able to keep them in check, are we?" she asked before taking her drink.
"Couldn't if we wanted to," she smiled.