Fall 10th, 5 am, the Inn

"Where the hell am I?" Jake glared at the wall that he was shoved up against. No really? Where the fuck was he? "Okay…" He breathed, trying to shift. God, what the hell was on top of him? "Get. Off. Of. Me."

"Ow…" Zavier whimpered, rubbing the back of his head. He pouted up at Jake, who was still trying to figure out where he was. "That wasn't very nice, Jake!" He snapped up from the ground, noticing a slight draft. "Um, where's my shirt?"

"How the fuck should I know?" Jake glared at him. Zavier snickered, dropping down and rolling around on the ground. "What now, human?" Jake sneered.

"P-pants… Bwhahaha." Zavier choked on his words, pounding the floorboards. Jake raised an eyebrow, but glanced down and froze. Where were his pants?!?! Zavier had seemed to have calmed down. "..Y-you seem to be missing your pants."

"Yes, well, I'm going to find them and leave." Jake slid out of the bed, stumbling over Zavier and falling on his face. "Dammit."

Zavier grabbed Jakes ankle, pulling him under himself. Jake struggled slightly, pushing against the older man. He twisted, wondering briefly why there wasn't a carpet on the wooden floor. He thunked his head against the floor, hoping maybe it would magically conjure up somebody. It worked.

Noises from downstairs made their way up into the room. The door swung open, revealing the poet. He stared down at the two. Zavier froze, staring straight up at him.

"Oh, hey, Zav. Your mom wants you downstairs. Looks like the main room down there is trashed." He nodded down toward the stairs, cracking a smile as Zavier walked by. Jake sighed, curling up against the bed. Lukas chuckled. "I think you should put some pants on and get out of here before he comes back." Lukas winked, skipping back down the stairs. What was he doing here, anyway?

Jake found his pants, slid into them and then decided to jump out the window. He hit the ground, smirking. Elves, of course, had perfect reflexes. And whether he was half-elf or not, he still had awesome reflexes. He stepped over the fence, watching a brunette girl walked by. He hadn't seen her at the wedding, and everybody in the town had probably been there. He was, for once, interested in a human.

"Excuse me, miss?" He jogged toward her, watching the brunette turn toward him

"Yes? I'm sorry; I can't stop and talk, sorry." She smiled, she looked really tired. She then turned away, continuing on toward the mayor's house. Right, this is why he hated humans, couldn't even take a minute to talk to him. God.

"Jake!" Jake jumped whipping around to stare at Cecilia. She ran over, gasping. "Where did you go last night? I only got to dance with you once. Well, anyway, I'm gals to see you're alright. You were way too drunk last might for your own good. I'm surprised you don't get hangovers like Sabrina. Hers are horrible."

"Um… yeah. How are you, Cecilia?" Jake stared at her; the annoyingness of her voice going on was getting to him. Ack, what was wrong with him? He loves when she droned on and on about whatever it was; this or that.

"Oh, I'm good. Can you believe? After last night, Nick asked me to marry him. I haven't replied yet, but I'm going to say yes! I have to talk to Russell and Tori! Thanks for listening to me, Jake! You're my best friend!" She hugged him. "I love you so much, Jake!"

Jake sighed, looking at his feet as Cecilia ran toward the library. Fairly soon, she would probably be the happiest person in Kardia.. Jake shook his head, heading down toward the farm. He walked by, watching the blonde lady, Mist, water whatever vegetable she was growing. Jake shook his head, that woman was dedicated to growing vegetables.

"Oh! Jake hello! How are you? Good I hope. My children haven't stopped talking about you! They loved the cookies you made for them! Maybe you could babysit them for me again?" Mist smiled, setting down her watering can and walking over toward Jake.

"Er, no. That's… fine. I'd prefer to, uh, I have to go do something over there!" Jake pointed over toward where the majority of the caves lied. Mist blinked, shrugging. Jake walked over the bridge, watching the leaves blow across the path. After a few moments, Jake was standing in front of the Kasmir Ruins. He spotted a pale woman standing in front of the Ruins, staring at the small lake. "Hey!"

"Yes? Can I help you; you don't want to go in the ruins, do you?" Jake thought this woman's eyes were really creepy, because they didn't seem to have any pupils.

"..No, I don't, I can't just come out here?" He watched her shake her head and turn to step into the ruins, her heels echoing. "..Whatever." Jake ended up sitting there for a while before anything exciting happened. A rustle in the bushes made him look up. What now? "Hey, who's there!"

"Yo, it's just me!" Zavier stepped out from the bush, waving. Behind him, a small squirrel-like monster bounded. "You kinda just left, why?" Jake stared at him. Was this guy really asking such a question? Really?

"Oh, why do you think?" Jake glared at him, crossing his arms.

Zavier shrugged, turning and murmuring to the small monster beside him. It ran off, probably headed back to its barn. He then sat down next to Jake, leaning back to stare at the lightening sky.

"You know, I always like watching the sun rise. Just never get around to waking early enough to see it." Zavier smiled, sitting back up. "What do you think?"

Jake would of course have liked to say something like 'I want to punch you in the face, that's what I think.' But instead he just grunted. Zavier smiled, leaning over and pecking Jake on the cheek. Jake froze, twitching slightly. Zavier chuckled leaning closer toward Jake.

"W-what?" Jake tried to scoot away, but Zavier grabbed his arm. He then pulled Jake into a kiss, and for once, the elf didn't struggle. That much.