Birthday In(sanity) Pt. 8 or 'The Really Long Night'

Four was chugging down his 15th bottle of beer when Eight walked up to him. "Hey Four," Eight said, obviously trying not to laugh.

"Go away, I'm trying to break a record here," Four said but when he looked at the glass in Eight's hand he asked, "Is that for me?"

"Yep," Eight snickered, giving the glass to Four while trying to contain his mirth.

Four raised an eyebrow but took a sip from the glass. Eight's chuckles became even louder, if possible. "Well, how was it?" Eight asked, barely containing his excitement.

Four licked his lips. "It was nice, I guess."

Eight frowned slightly. "But Four," he said, still snickering, "That glass was full of pee."

Four frowned. "So?"

Eight gaped at him, all traces of chuckling gone. "Are you saying that you just drank a glass of pee and you're okay with that?"

When Four nodded Eight said, "Two and Three were right. You do have problems."

"I do not have problems! Pee isn't that bad! Try it!"

"Um, no," Eight protested but Four shoved the glass of pee into Eight's mouth. As soon as some pee went into his month Eight spit it out. "Eww, that was awful!"

"Good," Four smirked. "Now you won't be able to get the taste of pee out of your mouth."

Eight looked at Four, horrified, as he wiped pee from his mouth. "You're evil, you know," he whispered and Four grinned.

"Takes one to know one."

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Eight muttered curses as he walked back to Six and Seven, who were laughing their asses off.

"I can't believe Four did that!" Seven exclaimed.

"And-and, " Six said, laughing, "He made you drink pee!"

"I know, I know, I was there for that," Eight said glumly.

Suddenly Seven stood up. "Hey guys, I'm going over to Nine now."

Six rolled his eyes. "Well that's typical."

Seven raised his eyebrows. "And what does that mean?"

"Well you and Nine seem to a bit uptight lately. Always being rational and reasonable when you should be enjoying the party!"

"I'm not always uptight!" Seven protested. "Remember in Vegas when I let you tie me up?"

"First of all, you made me tie you up," Six corrected. "Second, you were really drunk when that happened. No one is ever uptight when they are drunk."

"Well, I guess I must get drunk then, right?" Seven asked. "Hand me a few beers. Nine and I will be loosened up within the hour."

After Eight handed Seven the beers and Seven went to Nine Six said, "Well, that's two men down."

Eight raised an eyebrow. "You're eliminating your own team members?"

"All's fair in love and war," Six said. "And anyways, they both need to loosen up. I was really starting to get worried about their partying abilities."

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At the other side of the barn Three and Two were having an argument.

"You have to have the crust off the bread before eating it! Everyone knows that!" yelled Two.

"I think crust should be on the bread! It's why they're there, right?" said Three.

"Well, I think you're stupid!" shouted Two back.

"You're an idiot!" Three retorted.

"Dandy!"

"Hobo!"

"Hey guys!" said Five as he walked up to them.

"Hey Five, what's going on- oh," said Three in shock. Somehow Five had lost all of clothing and was standing naked before them.

"Where are your clothing?" Two asked, horrified.

Five shrugged nonchalantly. "Don't know. Don't care really."

Three wrinkled his nose. "Aren't you cold at all?"

Five shook his head. "Nope, not at all. Actually, now that you've mentioned it, I'm feeling a really pleasant draft down in my-"

"Don't continue. Just don't," Two said, covering his eyes. He took a deep breath. "This conversation is just too gross. Talk to Ten and Eleven or something. Just don't- ugh."

"Okay!" Five said brightly and skipped over to Ten and Eleven.

After a few minutes of silence Two asked, "Is he gone now?"

"Yep,'' said Three, still horrified.

Two uncovered his eyes and gasped, "Oh man, I can't believe...I'm going to be mentally scarred for the rest of my lifes."

"I know," Three groaned. "Pass me the mind bleach, won't you?"

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Elsewhere, Ten and Eleven were actually having a conversation.

"You know, bananas are great but pears are the worse fruits by far," Ten said.

Eleven nodded and said, "I wouldn't know about that. Have you eaten an apple lately?"

Just then Five ran up to them. "Hi!"

Eleven turned around and just said, "No, nope. This can not be happening."

Ten just blinked. "Um, wow."

"Why are you guys staring at me like that? Is that because I'm naked?" Five asked.

Ten just turned his head and muttered, "I can't look at this anymore."

Eleven rolled his eyes and answered Five's question without looked at him directly. "Yep."

"Aw, c'mon! Three and Two acted like this too! Why can't you just talk to me?" Five wailed.

"Get some clothes on and maybe we'll tolerate you!" Eleven said.

"But I want to stay naked. There's even a pleasant down in my-"

"Just stop talking," Eleven interrupted. "And get some clothes on."

Five started to protest but Eleven whipped out his blow horn and started to honk it at him. "Get some clothes!"

"But-" Five started but Eleven continue to honk at him. Soon after Five got the message and ran away.

"That was really mean," Ten said after a while.

"Did you want to see that sight for another second?" Eleven retorted. "Because it looked like you clearly couldn't handle it."

When Ten blushed Eleven grinned. "This is one stupid party."

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"Go away Seven," Nine groaned from across the barn.

"No," Seven said as he plopped down next to nine. "Want a beer?"

When Nine said no, Seven scowled. "C'mon Nine! Don't you want to have fun!"

"Well," answered Nine, "I actually want to win this thing. And drinking is a one way ticket to Loserville."

"But it takes a detour through Partytown!" said Seven. "C'mon Nine, drink a beer. They're good for you!"

"No they're not," Nine argued. "I'm not having a single bottle for the whole night."

Seven snorted at that. "Yeah right," he laughed. "The whole point of this party is to get drunk!"

"So?" said Nine. "There still has to be a designated driver here right?"

"That's the Master," Seven scoffed. "But I bet you couldn't last the whole night without alcohol."

"I can and I will," Nine said and Seven relented.

"Alright, alright I'll leave you alone." Seven stood up and walked slowly backwards, waving a bottle in Nine's face. "Alright, I'm leaving now, with this little bottle of beer with me, and you'll never taste it until dawn. All those long hours of just sitting there, all lonely and so, so thirsty..."

"Alright, alright, I'll have one!" Nine shouted.

Seven grinned. "That's what I thought." He handed a beer to Nine and chuckled, "Both of us won't be able to last all night now."

Nine smiled. "Well, at least I can say it was your fault."

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"I can't believe we found this bottle of wine!" Eight exclaimed a while later.

"No, I found the wine," Six corrected. "In the trashcan. I guess Four doesn't like wine, does he?"

"Well I do," Eight said. "So that means I'm getting wasted tonight." Six pulled the cork off the wine bottle with his teeth and spit the cork in Eight's face. "Hey!"

Six laughed until Three and Two ran over to them. Three grabbed the wine bottle and drank straight from the bottle. As soon as he was finished Two grabbed the bottle from him and did the same thing.

"I take it you've seen Five?" Six said causally, smirking a little.

Two nodded as he put down the wine. "Who hasn't?"

"We haven't," Eight piped up. "Well, not up close."

"You don't want to," Three said and then he groaned. "I can't believe I just saw that."

"Me neither," agreed Two.

"Well that's one thing you two can agree on," said Six. "That you both do not want to see Five naked ever again."

As Three nodded Two turned around and shrieked. "He's coming!"

"What?" Three exclaimed. Two and Three hastily got up and started to run away, taking the bottle with them.

"Hey, they took my wine!" Six protested.

"Does that even matter?" Eight asked. "Now get under the table."

Eight and Six shoved themselves under the table and watched Five's feet as he walked up to the table.

"Six? Eight? Where are you?" Five asked. When he got no response he muttered. "I must have missed them. Ah well, I'll just go to Four then."

Eight waited for Five to leave before sighing in relief. when he heard crunching sounds and turned to see Six eating a bag of chips. "Really?" he asked.

"What?" Six asked, crumbs falling off his chin. "I get hungry when stressed."

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"I'm bored!" Eight whined three hours later.

"Shut up," Six grumbled.

"You're just grouchy that I finished your bag of chips," Eight said. "And anyway, it doesn't look like you needed the extra carbs," he added while patting Six's belly.

"Hey!" Six exclaimed.

Before they could argue further Nine stood up and said, "You know what guys? I think we should have a pillow fight!"

As the rest of Doctors murmured their agreement Six said, "Well this I got to see."

A/N: Hello readers! I think this is possibly the longest chapter I have ever written so I hope you have enjoyed it. I hope to finish this story by Christmas so expect less time between updates. Also I want to ask you guys something. Do you want another sequel? Birthday in Paradise, maybe? Please review. Bye!