A/N: Okay, I didn't mention this in the first chapter, but I wrote this fanfiction for mainly one reason: LuigixMag. I think I've only come across only one or two fanfics involving these two characters in a relationship. I know that there's at least one person out there who at least likes this pairing, and so, this fanfic is dedicated to any of those fans. Thank you.

(WARNING: This chapter contains Nathan drunkenness/being OOC, and Mag being drunk/OOC…Luigi too…and Shilo. The ironic part is, Shilo is only seventeen. Which is why, Nathan will be scolding her when he gets un-drunk.)

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It was nine at night when the party started. Amber was a night owl, obviously. There was a great amount of dancing…and alcohol…and ZYDRATE!

GraveRobber was there, too, after Amber had negotiated with Luigi for a while ("He can come, but only if you promise to not only be MY personal slave for a year, but Pavi's personal slave for a month!"). He was working as the DJ merely to entertain himself while he was left far, far away from his Zydrate.

…Until he went and got a drink.

GraveRobber sipped at his martini. Nathan was standing next to him, guzzling down a mug of yellow, foamy stuff. He wrapped an arm around GraveRobber's shoulder. "Have'n a good time, eh…buddy…?" His thick, square, (Emo) glasses were askew, and his eyes had a strange, glazed look.

"Erm…do I know you?"

"Of course ya do!" Nathan laughed, slapping him on the back. "You remember my daughter Shilo! She's the girl that you saw in the graveyard. Yeah…I'm, I'm her f-father."

"Ah," GraveRobber said, "Nice to meet you." He held out his hand to Nathan, who shook it…then hugged him…and then planted a wet kiss on GraveRobber's mouth. This is wrong, I'm with Amber! GraveRobber thought. But it felt so right… He ran his hands through Nathan's hair and allowed his tongue to explore Nathan's lips…the inside of his mouth…

"WHAT THE HELL?" Amber pushed Pavi out of the way. "Get the fuck off of my boyfriend, you old fart!" She punched Nathan in the face, pulling him away from GraveRobber. Nathan punched her back, because a drunken Nathan does not realize that he can't hit girls, even if he is a repo man.

"Woo!" Shilo cheered, "Go Dad!"

"Now, Shilo," Mag said from behind her. "You know it's not good to support violence."

Shilo crossed her arms.

Her godmother laughed. "Oh who am I kidding? I'm not Marni, I don't have to tell you what to do! Kick her ass, Nathan!"

Luigi's eyes literally popped out of his sockets.

Mag handed them back to him, and he gladly poked them back into his sockets. Luigi continued to stare at her, his eyes glazed. "Luigi, are you all right?"

"I have never heard you curse," he said.

"Hm, come to think of it, I haven't either."

"Shut up, virgin."

Shilo sulked away over to the DJ booth to talk to GraveRobber.

"Hi, Graves, what's up?" she greeted.

"Shh, kid," GraveRobber replied excitedly as he dug his hands into his pockets. He jumped on top of the DJ booth. "I'M SELLING ZYDRATE! WHO WANTS ZYDRATE?" he yelled, waving the blue, fluorescent liquid in a little glass vial.

"Me, me, me, me, me!" Amber squealed as she pushed Nathan out of the way.

"On the house!" GraveRobber tossed a vial to her.

"Are you drunk, GR?"

"Yes I am," said GraveRobber, grinning.

A myriad of other people surrounded the DJ booth, begging for Zydrate.

"Amber, who're they?" Rotti asked as he drank some vodka down with his henchwomen.

"I really don't know," Amber replied, "I think they're party crashers…either that or Z addicts."

"I think they're both."

"Well, you just answered yourself, didn't you, Daddy?"

Rotti shrugged. "I'm too drunk and lazy and fat to tell."

"What does being fat have to do with anything?"

"I don't know," Rotti laughed.

"Oh, holy mother of fuck..." Amber muttered.

"What?"

"Graves…!" Amber ran over to the DJ booth, where GraveRobber was dancing suggestively and stripping.

"I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hu-urts!" he sang, stripping off his shirt. As he continued his burlesque act, he continued to sing. "I KISSED NATHAN, AND I LIKED I-IT!"

"Graves…!" Amber wailed. She ran off into a nearby restroom to cry.

Meanwhile, Mag and Luigi were making out vigorously.

"Luigi—" Mag gasped.

"Oh Mag…" Luigi stopped kissing her for a moment and held her by the arms. "Dammit, Mag, I LOVE YOU." He scrambled through his jacket pockets until he found a ring that would go on the end of a keychain…a keyring. "Will you marry me?"

"Yes!" Mag squealed, wrapping her arms around Luigi's neck.

"You're fucking wasted, aren't you?"

"…Yes, I am, my love." Mag laughed.

Luigi laughed with her. They ended up going into a laughing frenzy as they walked out of the room, into the elevator, out of the elevator, out of GeneCo towers, and into the Genetic Opera to have the Band Leader be the minister to have them married. Apparently he was a priest at some point, and due to this being the future, despite being a retired priest, he was certified to have people officially get married.

For the rest of the night, Nathan lay passed out on the floor, Amber continued to cry, GraveRobber continued to strip until there was only a paper plate covering him, Shilo played spin the beer bottle by herself, and Pavi slept with forty Genterns, but was so drunk that he forgot to steal their faces. It was a very drunken night.