Title: The Morning After.

Fandom: Babylon 5.

Rated: T, though not this chapter.

Genre: Parody.

Characters: Everyone from Season 3 will probably be seen, not specifically focusing on anyone.

Spoilers: Not really.

Summary: Title says it all- sheer ridiculousness!

Authors Note: I was originally going to make this a one shot but I decided to embellish. PLEASE REVIEW, me love da reviews

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Susan Ivanova, feared Commander of Babylon 5, woke up with the worst headache she'd ever had. Hangovers and concussion had nothing on this. She shifted under her covers, trying to find a way to lie that didn't involve putting weight on the side of her head or using her neck muscles, then froze as she registered several facts- She was naked, which was unusual, she was sore in places she REALLY shouldn't be sore in... and there was a warm body literally wrapped around hers, their bare legs wrapped together like tree roots.

After a few moments of frantic thinking, Susan reacted the only way she could- she pulled the PPG out from under her pillow and leapt out of bed, pointing the gun at her bed partner.

"I don't believe it!" She yelled in shock, staring at the man in her bed. "What the hell are you doing here?!"

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Michael Garibaldi woke up, wishing he'd been sensible enough to stay unconscious. His head was throbbing worse than he'd ever known, and considering some of the benders he'd been on, that was saying something.

Then he heard a sigh and his eyes snapped open. And he yelled.

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John Sheridan groaned, wishing he'd not woken up for a while- like a few years. This headache was worse than anything he could remember. He felt a face with long hair nudge his left arm, burying into his chest, and another warm body lying across his feet roll over, obviously still asleep. His other arm was clearly trapped underneath a third warm body, both arms wrapped around their respective armfuls. John heaved a sigh, intending to go right back to sleep... until it occurred to him that he was actually in bed with other people- people plural- and he had no idea who they were. He cracked open his right eye, looked around... and felt his mouth drop open in shock. "HUH?!"

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Franklin opened his eyes, screwed them shut, groaned an oath to never sleep in the office ever again, then opened his eyes again. And felt two pairs of arms tighten around his chest.

Jumping slightly, he sat up- strenuously NOT talking to his head right now- and looked around him. "OK." He said after a moment of gaping, as his companions opened their eyes and looked around. "Anyone know what happened here? Because I'm drawing a blank."

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