After Jane and Billy had finally cleaned the house, they flew onto the couch, both exhausted. "Well. That was an interesting birthday." Jane muttered, laying her feet over Billy's lap to get comfortable. His face scrunched up as he tried not to laugh. "You and Nick seemed to be having a lot of fun." Jane groaned. After she had explained that the whole hand-chest-closet thing had been an accident, Billy could not shut up about it. He brought it up at least twice every three minutes.
"I'm sure you and Lulu would've had more fun if you guys would've gotten a turn." Jane accused in a feeble attempt to make him feel uncomfortable. It was useless. He laughed and winked. "I'm sure we would have." Ben had been furious after giving the punch a sip. Jane had tried to explain that it wasn't their fault, but he still said that they probably weren't going to have anymore parties soon. Then, afterwards, he went back for more punch. And more.
Currently, he was passed out on the rug. "Hey, I have an idea." Billy declared, going into the kitchen and returning with a couple of markers. "Let's write on him!" He said excitedly, bending down next to the snoring, drunken brother. Jane grinned and helped him, writing childish things like "loser" on his forehead, and "kick me" on his back. Not that many people in public were going to see him without his shirt. Jane imagined Bianca seeing it and giggled some more.
Ben stirred, releasing a long groan. Billy, who was in the process of drawing cat whiskers, panicked and pulled Jane into another room. They sat on the bed laughing until their sides hurt, then stopped to catch their breath. "Phew. Hey, can I stay over here, Janey? I wanna see the look on 's face." Jane laughed some more and nodded. Billy took out his phone and sent his mom a quick text. Then they changed into their PJ's, Billy having to put a pillow over his head again, before falling into the bed. They didn't go to sleep until about an hour later, finally running out of things to talk about. In the morning, they would be greeted with a hung-over cat man.
A/N: Hey guys. (: So sorry about the short story, but my computer is dying and my charger isn't working! My mom's stupid rat-dog chewed it up. -.- Don't get my wrong, I adore animals, especially dogs. But that thing is NOT a dog. It's a demon. O.o Anyways, it may be a few days before I can update again. I'll try! Please, with a cup of mo-hawks and review! :D Thanks again to CupcakeQueen101 for reviewing. (: Anyways, I appreciate taking your time to review and read. -Cat