A/N: Little goofy story here. But it gave me an idea for a challenge for you guys! Criteria:

The RDF Gang gets together for some drinks.

Rick and Lisa have to be present (LisaxRick pairing)

Lisa has to make some kind of confession that gets Rick thinking.

Rick gets full confession the next morning

Humor is a bounus!

Really can't wait to see what you guys come up with! Remember, please drop a review! I need to know which ones you guys liked the most and which weren't so good! Anyway, I start work here in an hour so I may not update again today! Enjoy!


Tell Me I'm Pretty

The SetUp was packed tonight. The Grand Reopening was in full swing as dozens filled the place, pushing it towards it past the total occupancy. The crew of the SDF-1, heroes among the people, were sequested to their own little private section divided up between four tables. Rick, Max, and vice were sitting at theirs, laughing and swapping stories while the ladies, Miriya, Lisa, Claudia, and Jean sat discussing things that would have the men scurrying away. It was a chance to blow off steam as things finally seemed to be settling down for the planet. Rick laughed as a grinning Max tossed a few pretzels at Vince as the man had put Max's glasses on his face, commenting loudly that Max must be blind as a bat with out them.

"Funny Vince." Max laughed accepting them back.

"Ever think of getting corrective surgery Commander?" Vince asked curiously.

"I had enough with aliens trying to skewer me with lasers. Not planning to have one shined into my eyes." Max retorted, talking a swig from his bottle.

"Max can fly just fine with his glasses Vince. Have you ever seen him miss the trap?" Rick challenged, eyebrow raised.

"Can't say I have." Vince conceded. "I have seen you miss it though Captain."

"Oh one time!" Rick retorted, his grin still in place as he lifted the bottle to his mouth. "I told you, Skull was handling funny."

"It's always funny whenever you fly, skipper!" Max chirped, getting a peanut bounced off his forehead and it landed perfectly in his bottle. "Well hey! That was a good shot!"

"Just don't ask me to do it again." Rick laughed. "Doubt I could do a repeat."

"Five bucks says you can Captain." Vince gave an easy grin as his baritone voice was easy to pick out in all the noise.

"My momma didn't raise a sucker Vince!"

The three men burst into laughter, catching the attention of the ladies as each looked to the cackling loons with smirks and smiles. Claudia was the first to speak, sipping her drink gracefully. "Well, it's nice to see those three finally relaxing."

Jean giggled as she watched Vince start chugging his beer as Max and Rick began chanting, hands thumping the table in unison. As they watched, Vice rose to his feet, arms held wide in pride as his friends cheered him on with laughter. The woman smirked at her sister-in-law.

"I know what you mean. I've tried everything to get Vince to relax." She laughed. "Isn't a thing I haven't tried yet."

Claudia gave musical laugh as Lisa bubbled with giggles. Miriya herself was watching with amusement, not fully understanding this but knowing it was good for her mate, "I agree. Seeing Max like this...it has been a long time."

"I agree they've earned tonight." Lisa spoke up, her own glass held in her small hands. "They've earned a bit of a break with everything that's happened. Especially Rick."

"Well Lisa. If you are so worried about Rick's stress levels, I'm sure you could find away to help him." Claudia stated innocently before giving a mock cry of outrage as she became the target for a chip to her cheek. "Well if you're going to be mean about it, we'll just cut you off right now."

The girls laughed, Miriya having understood that part of this whole meet up. "I must admit, this is most enjoyable and-What is Rick doing?" Miriya queried, her head looking back to the men's table.

All eyes snapped over as Rick, grinning like a moron, grabbed two beers as he jumped onto the table and began chugging them. The girls watched in amusement and some concern as he finished one and went right to the other. He shook his head and smacked his lips in appreciation before he let out a bellow "Who is your champion?!" To which the assembled service members began chanting his name. Vince gave a mock bow towards the Captain in defeat before Max pulled him off the table, all of them laughing uproariously.

"I'm afraid those boys are going to get in trouble." Claudia commented, shaking her head in exasperation.

"Honestly, they need this. We've been working all of our people to the bone. Besides, Max is smart enough not to let it go to far." Lisa sipped her drink.

"FIREBALL SHOTS!" A voice cried out.

"Or maybe not." She winced.

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Couple hours later, several of the party goers called it a night. Rick had wisely limited himself as he watched Claudia help Jean get her husband to the cab outside. Vince and Max had devolved into a drinking contest after the larger man had bet he could drink Max under the table. The devilish grin on Max's face almost made Rick feel sorry for Vince, but it was so worth it to see Max just take down his shots with ease while Vince started to struggle, dropping the last one that signaled Max's victory. Of course, the blue haired ace was affected by the alcohol but he had a good tolerance. Especially as he, Rick, Ben, and Roy used to drink themselves stupid after big ops back on the SDF-1. His face fell as his mind brought up Roy and then Ben's unfortunate passing. Both times, Lisa had to pry the bottle from his hand, to prevent the young Ace from ending up with Alcohol poisoning. Speaking of Lisa, he watched as she stumbled towards him, her eyes unfocused but smiling drunkenly at him. He gave a short nod to her as she dropped down next to him and slid over until her head was resting against his shoulder.

"Riiiccckk."

He chuckled and sipped his pop, having switched to something non alcoholic during the drinking contest. "Hi Lisa."

"You drunk?"

"Nah. Good buzz going." He replied. "Probably pretty close though. You?"

She giggled and finished off some orange colored drink she had. "Bubbly."

"Uh huh."

"Why was Vince stumbling?"

Rick chuckled and set his glass down. "He tried to out drink Max. And lost. Horribly."

"Oh. You didn't join?"

Rick smirked and shook his head as she looked up at him, her smile never leaving her face. "No. I'm not that stupid."

"Yes you are!" Lisa giggled, slapping his arm playfully. "You can be pretty stupid Rick Hunter!"

Rick gave a mock hurt look, placing a hand on his heart to complete the look. "You're breaking my heart here Lisa!"

"You're funny!" She giggled, finishing the glass and tried to put it on the table. Rick had to intercede as she didn't quite make the table with out his help. She tried to wag a finger at him, but it was more comical than anything. He'd never seen Lisa drunk before so this was highly entertaining. "And you've broke my heart quite often you know! Only fair I break yours."

Maybe not anymore. Rick blinked in surprise, the woman beside him still smiling with her eyes shining. "What do you mean I've broken your heart often?"

"It's cause you're dense!" She slurred with a shrug, trying to sit up, but slid right back into his side with a laugh. She grinned. "Is it because I'm ugly?"

Rick did a double take before his nerves flared up. "You're not ugly Lisa! Far from it!"

"Suuurrrree." She giggled. "Tell me I'm pretty then Rick. Like you mean it."

"Lisa, you're a beautiful woman. I'm surprised you're not with any body yet."

"Only person I'd kiss is you flyboy."

Rick choked on his drink, managing to get control of his breathing. The Alcohol he had in his body wasn't helping. "W-wha?

Lisa managed to sit straight up on her own and gave a proud smirk she had, grabbing one of the half full beers of the table. Rick watched her take a swig before looking at him, her cheeks flushed from the drink. "You are dense Rick Hunter. Missing all my signs."

Rick was feeling confused, not quite following along as Lisa let out another drunken laugh.

"Miss Prim and Proper Captain Hayes!" She chuckled with mirth. "Undatable Ice Queen!"

"Where is this coming from Lisa?"

"Oh you dense man." She chided with a slur. "But, I suppose against Minmei I was bound to lose."

Rick was starting to feel aggravated, as even drunk, Lisa was being a pain and making him have to work for his answers. "Lisa, what in the heck are you talking about? Be straight with me here!"

She turned and gave a coy smile as she manged to gracefully swing herself over his legs and plant her bottom on his lap, straddling him as she placed her hands on his shoulders. She leaned forward and it scared and excited Rick to see the desire in her eyes. "I am being straight with you. Have been. I'm not into girls."

Rick's mouth twitched into a smile as Lisa grinned. She then did something she hadn't done in sometime, at least without it being a mission requirement. She kissed Rick Hunter. The man stiffened before he relaxed and melted into the touch. Much too soon though, she was pulling away and smiling like she had just won the lottery. "Get it now?"

He nodded, and moved his hands to support her as she swayed from the actions.

"Why haven't you said anything before?" He asked, his face flushing from the close contact.

His face contorted into an understanding frown as she smirked at him before replying. "Minmei."

Rick was about to open his mouth when the owner stepped over to him and gave a small smile at the sight that greeted him. The old man chuckled and handed Rick the receipt for all of them, Rick having told him he was picking up the bill for him and his friends. Seeing the total, Rick winced and made to grab for his wallet before the old man waved him off. "It's on the house Captain. Your money is no good here. You're cab should be here in a minute."

Rick gave a relieved smile. "Thanks. We'll be heading out now."

"Need a hand?"

Rick chuckled. "No. I got this light weight."

"Hey!" Lisa giggled, slapping his chest. Rick rose to his feet with a laughing Lisa. She wrapped her arms and legs around his body as he stood before she lowered her own feet. Using Rick for a support, the door made it carefully out to the curb to wait for the Taxi while the owner just shook his head and locked the door with a sigh.

"About time. Thank God for the Hayes Curse!"

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"Why are we at your house Rick?" A still intoxicated Lisa questioned before her expression became mischievous. "Oh Rick. How very forward of you!"

Rick shook his head part in amusement, part in concern. If this was what she was like when she drank, Rick seriously was considering asking Claudia to make sure she was limited to two drinks. "No Lisa. Nothing like that. With how much you've had to drink, you could very well puke in your sleep. Also, you can barely walk even with me helping you. You'd have passed out on your doorstep."

Her face screwed up in concentration and Rick let out a soft chuckle of how cute it looked. Her face brightened and she gave an enthusiastic nod. "Probably. I feel so good right now though!"

Rick managed to get the door open and the pair entered, Rick making sure to keep a steady hold on the drunk woman. "Yeah. But you'll be regretting it tomorrow."

"Don't care. Feel good." She said in a sing-song tone. "One night, no pain."

Rick winced at her joyful tone. She'd said that a few times and he knew now what she was referring to. 'I really am an idiot.'

"Rick." He almost jumped out of his skin hearing her purr his name. "Do you like me?"

"Lisa..." He groaned. "Lisa look. You're pretty out of it. Besides, there is a good chance you won't remember any of this once you sleep off the booze."

"Oh." She paused before her grin returned. "Then you can answer anyway!"

Damn...she had a point there. But even though she wouldn't remember, he would. And if she never remembered his answer, that would hurt. But...wasn't she dealing with the same thing? "Yes Lisa. I do like you. A lot."

Rick managed to get a giggling Lisa into the bedroom and set her down on the bed where she fell back with a bounce before propping herself on her elbows, her long hair pooling behind her on the bed sheets. "Are you going to have your wicked way with me? Can I have your baby? I reaeeaaallly want one with you."

Rick's face blazed red as she cocked her head to the side, that gleam in her eyes doing funny things to him. "No. Not tonight Lisa."

She pouted as he helped her lay down, pulling her shoes off and pulling the blanket to cover her. "What about tomorrow night?"

He couldn't help but smile. Well, she was persistent as usual. "You'll have to ask tomorrow. Get some sleep."

"Can I have a kiss first?" Her pout was still in place, looking up at him with her best impression of a puppy. Rick felt his resolve crumble before he sighed and nodded, making her give a bright smile. He leaned down, trying to kiss her cheek, but a drunk Lisa was a forceful one. She redirected his lips to hers. Rick felt warmth flood his body as he pulled back, Lisa giving him a dreamy look. "I hope I remember that!"

"Get some sleep you." Rick straightened up and headed for the door, finger over the light switch. "I'll check in on you in a bit."

"Night, my flyboy." She yawned and closed her eyes. Rick watched for several minutes, until he was sure she had completely passed out, giving her a small smile.

"Night Bright Eyes."

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Rick winced as the sounds of retching reached his ears the next morning. He gave a short knock on the bathroom door, hearing a rather grim and weak Lisa respond. "Come in."

He entered just as she retched again, her face obscured partially by the bowl as the sounds of chucks hitting the water made his own stomach twitch in response. With some empathy for her, he stopped down next to her hunched form and gathered her long hair up, rubbing her back in a soothing motion as she shuddered once more. "Hey."

She sat up, wiping her mouth with a shaky hand. Her voice sounded. "Hey. What did I drink last night?"

"Around sixteen drinks. Fuzzy somethings or whatever they are called." He supplied as she turned green and hunched back over the bowl.

"On God..." She moaned, dry heaving. "Why won't this stop?"

"You were pretty far gone last night Lisa." Rick informed her. "Got to say, it was the first time I've ever seen you so care free and open."

She screwed her eyes shut and fought down the urge to vomit once more, even though at this point, it would be nothing but bile coming up. "Please tell me I didn't do something embarrassing."

Rick chuckled at the pleading tone. "Get yourself cleaned up. I'll put out some fresh clothes to wear. Their men's clothes so you'll have to deal with it. Unless you plane to wear that cocktail dress again today."

She gingerly rose to her feet as Rick headed back into the bed room, rummaging through drawers. "Oh no...what did I do?"

She raked her brain, trying to dredge up a memory as she went about getting the shower ready. The last clear memory was Max calling out fireball shots. Then, she was handed what Claudia had called a fuzzy navel. Well it certainly made her memory fuzzy, that's for sure. She'd ended up ordering a second one but that's were her memory became hazy. Stepping under the warm spray, she sighed as she felt the sweat and grim wash off of her, her head still throbbing quite painfully. Not to mention she felt like she'd swallowed a crate of live eels. What else happened? She remembered vaguely talking to Rick before they left. The conversation was a blur to her as she frowned. She could clearly remember calling him an idiot though. Did he try something? No, Rick, while having a head as dense as granite, was a true gentleman. He would never take advantage of anyone in that state, let alone one of his friends. Realization flashed through her and she let out a pitiful whimper that had nothing to do with her current hang over.

"Oh God..." She clasped her hand over her mouth, remembering part of what they had talked about."I kissed him!"

She buried her face in her hands, her cheeks flushing as she partially remembered how forward she had been. She'd sat on his lap and kissed him! She bitterly berated herself as she had probably now made it extremely awkward for him! "Oh great move Hayes! You've set the cat among the pigeons now!"

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Rick smirked as she watched Lisa enter the kitchen, grabbing the door from as she messaged her temples. He went about his work in fixing a light breakfast for them as she made her way towards the counter. "Rick?"

"Breakfast will be ready soon." He smiled at her, his expression telling her they'd talk afterwards. "Take a seat."

Lisa gave a sigh and shuffled to the table, taking a seat furthest from the bright sunlight spilling through the window. Rick for his part thought she looked adorable in his black RDF sweatpants and the mostly too big white shirt he had set out for her. Contrary to some of the rumors, he didn't have any woman's clothes tucked in a drawer somewhere. "Feeling better?"

"A little." She meekly responded, placing her head on the table. "My head still hurts though."

"Once you get some food in you, you'll feel a bit better."

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Lisa gripped the coffee mug in front of her, her breakfast long since eaten as she tried desperately to look Rick in the eye. Things had been going okay besides her embarrassment at her actions last night, at least the ones she could remember. She winced as Rick sat down next to her.

"You wanted to talk about last night."

She gave a small nod.

"As I said, you were pretty out of it." He commented, sipping his cup. "From your expression, you remembered some of it."

"There's more?" She asked, mortified. "Oh God what else did I do besides kiss you?"

He smirked and leaned back. "Well, for starters, you were very...affectionate last night."

"Oh no!" She buried her face in her hands. "I don't even think I want to know now!"

Rick gave a gentle laugh and began to rub her back, feeling her relax. "It's not all bad Lisa. Actually, I'm glad you finally told me. Not that you had to be drunk to do it, but hey. Least I know now."

She gave a small shudder before she rested her head on her forearms, upset at herself for what she had done. "This is why I never drink. You probably feel awkward with me right now."

"Hey. It's okay. I'm perfectly fine." He assured her. "In fact, I'm a little confused how you thought Minmei was in anyway better than you."

"You never showed an interest in me." Her muffled and sad voice responded.

"True." He conceded. "But that's because I thought I had no chance with you. Not after I put my foot in my mouth in the beginning."

"Or constantly." She offered.

He laughed in agreement. "Or constantly."

She peeked up at him, turning her head ever so slowly.

"Did I really ask you to tell me I'm pretty?"

"You sure did."

She groaned and buried her head back into her arms. "I'm sorry Rick. I shouldn't have done that."

"Well it was no worse than when you asked if I was going to have my way with you." He grinned as he saw red flare up on the back of her neck. "You even asked if I would have a baby with you."

"Please tell me you're joking." She pleaded. She looked up and saw his face, seeing no indication he was making that up. She let out a groan and covered her face. "Please. Kill me now."

"Does that mean you don't want to have a kid with me?" Rick's voice held a tinge of hurt to it. "To be honest, I'm not against the idea. But I think we should probably start with dating first."

She blinked and sat up straight, turning her head to face Rick, the throb dulled from the aspirin she had taken before they ate. "You mean...?"

"Only if you want to." He said gently, his hand still on her back. "I admit, it was a lot to take in but...I think we have a good chance at making it work. We have a good foundation for a relationship and we've been friends for a while. I'd like to try."

She hesitantly reached over, seeing his gentle smile and laced her fingers with his. "I...I'd really like too. Are you sure though?"

"Never been more sure in my life." He confirmed. "It won't be easy, but...well like I said. I think we have a really good chance here."

She gave a small smile and nodded her head. "Do me one favor first though Rick,"

"Anything."

"Tell me I'm pretty. I want to remember your answer this time."

For the first time in her life, Lisa thanked God for the Hayes Curse when it came to drinking. After all, there were no more honest drunks in this world than a Hayes!


Rick and the guys drinking? Aside form the pilot talk, that had went down almost exactly like my going away party when I left the Marines. Including jumping on the table and shotgunning two beers, though I tried to do two at the same time!