The next morning I had flung up from my position excitedly. I could see that Kurloz was still sleeping peacefully, so I pounced on him and prodded him until he woke up.
"Alright alright! You got me Hun, now stop!" He says laughing, "That motherfuckin' tickles like a bitch."
I giggled and sat up, watching him stretch. We both grabbed our bathing suits from the dresser, his a pair of swimming trunks with little skulls all over it, mine a two piece colored black with the leo sign stretching over the top piece. He helped me tie it and put my hair up for me, kissing my forehead while leaning over me. I smiled up at him and beamed. I was so excited.
We grabbed all the beach supplies, the temporary fireplace and lawn chairs, and he managed to carry me on his shoulders as he walked across the shore to the little ron-de-vu point. We set the gear out, and everyone showed up within a few hours. The festivities had begun right off the bat. The only person not wearing swimwear was Kankri, and after about ten minutes of pestering, Porrim and Cronus convinced him to change.
The party was so much fun. Eating, water balloon fights, and swimming. The fireplace gathering was about to start when all of a sudden, everyone heard a very loud voice.
"Sup bitches! Guess who caught a ride off da moon straight to sucka ville?"
We all turned. Meenah was standing in a pink two piece, all of her 'bling' still being worn. She grinned to see everyone with their eyes on her, and she threw her arms up. "Yo motherfuckers let's play a glubbin game of cluck-beast before you guys krill the vibes and sit by the fire!"
"Yeah!" I had screamed. I loved games, especially ones involving beast of the fowl assortment.
"Count me and tunz in too damz!" Latula added in. We had all played the game with Meenah before, but that was when we were kids.
"Latula, please be careful." Kankri mumbled. She waved him off, though, and put Mituna on her shoulders.
Once I was atop Kurloz's shoulders, and Meenah atop Aranea's, she held up a hand and stopped the few that were playing.
"Yo guys, we're gonna make this a little more interestfin." She had said, raising and lowering her eyebrows.
"So instead of throwin lame little twigs and shit like we did as wrigglers, we're gonna do this shella crazy style and use our strife specibi!"
"What? that's way all up and dangerous sister." Kurloz had said.
"Naw dawg! Come on don't be a fish in the fry, play along!"
He sighed and nodded. Meenah had her trident, Mituna had a psionic dagger manifested, and I had taken a steel blade from my set of claws and held it lightly in my hand, ready to throw. Mituna and I, as I was sure, were going to throw-to-miss, but when meenah's trident left her hand it was set on a straight course to hit me in the lower abdomen, a fatal shot. And it would have, if not for Kurloz swerving out of the way, causing us both to fall onto the sand.
"Meenah what the hell?"
"What? We're playin' cluck beast and I threw my spear, aint nothin' wrong with that!"
"You almost killed Meulin."
"Almost!"
"And you would have if not for me moving. That throw was out of the rules."
"Come on, dude, can't a girl throw a friendly trident at a frond?"
"Not when it's all motherfucking on a crash course for my girlfriend."
"Wow, come on creepypasta, just get over it. She's fine ain't she? It's just a silly wriggler's game."
He had stood up now. Meenah was standing on her own feet as well, and they were having a little stand off. I was beginning to get worried, but I knew I didn't need to step in just yet.
"Whatever fish bitch, I don't all motherfuckin' appreciate you tryin' to run my girl through with your fork."
"Well voodoo chuckles, I don't afishiate you being all up in my krill."
"You wanna make this into a fight or are you going to motherfucking apologize?"
"Don't got nothin' to apologize for."
"Alright then." He had clenched his fists to hit her first, but she got the head start and tackled him down to the sand.
They wrestled for a few seconds, Meenah pulling at his hair and Kurloz doing the same with her braids. Meenah threw a few punches at Kurloz's stomach before Cronus and Horuss could wrench them apart.
"Purrloz, please, drop it." I had begged. He gave Meenah another glare, but had looked down at me and instantly smiled. I gave him sweet gesture in response, wrapping my arms around his neck and twitching my tail. For the third time that day he scooped me up and carried me to the fire ring, setting me carefully down on a chair. He had begun to light the fire while Rufioh dug out the marshmallows and the sticks. We all sat around the fire that night, talking, telling stories, and for the first time, all of the drama between us all didn't matter. It was like for a few fleeting moments, the entire group had set aside their anger and angst and grief for each other and sat down, being the friends we were always supposed to be but never acted as. It was great. Meenah even swallowed her pride enough to say a quick, "Sorry dude," to Kurloz before she took off to return to the moon. It was the most incredible night of my life, and the best way to send off Beforus before setting it to fiery oblivion.
That night Kurloz and I had packed up the stuff and had carried it. Mituna was still with us, and he offered to help us return the fireplace and chairs. Kurloz said it was fine, but he insisted, since Latula was having a little girls night out with some friends. We all strode down the strip of sand to his hive. Once everything was well and put away, they left. We waved them off from the door as they disappeared off into the distance.
Kurloz and I walked into the hive more and he kissed me lightly on the lips. "That was fantastic Meu. You did such a great job planning that party."
"I know! Thank mew love." I had yawned and stretched. He could tell I was ready for bed.
"Come on love, let's take a shower and then curl up in our pj's like we always motherfuckin' do."
I had nodded, and we ran up to the room. He had started the water for us and I had stripped down near the washer and dryer, throwing my suit in the laundry hamper.
I came back in the room and saw the steam already coming out from the bathroom, along with Kurloz's trunks lying on the bed. I walked in and quietly shut the door behind me. He was already standing in the shower scrubbing off.
I checked to make sure there were towels on the rack, and then stepped inside the shower with him.
"Hello there love," he had said, smiling down at me. His facepaint had been thouroughly washed off, and he smelled pleasantly of the forest-scented shampoo he used. I smiled and kissed his neck.
"Hello Purrloz." I had said in return. He grinned and nibbled at my ear. I purred softly, and he turned around to face me, handing me the bar of soap. I giggled, and we switched spots, so that I could wash myself. After a few minutes of getting clean, I turned the water off and smiled back at Kurloz.
He stepped out first, and handed me the green towel I had always used. I dried off my hair and the rest of my body while he went into the room to get me clothes. He came back in the bathroom shortly, handing me a simple pair of fuzzy green shorts and the hoodie of his I always wore. I slipped them on, and he took my hand as we returned to his room. We laid together that night, as we always had, cuddling and cooing and whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears until it had become late.
We were in each other's arms and nuzzling, both about to drift off into sleep, when I got an idea.
"Purrloz, will you sing to me again like you did a few nights ago purrlease?" I had asked sweetly. He smiled in return.
"Of course my love. Would you like the same song sung to you?"
"Yes purrlease!"
"Alright hun. Get all comfortable."
I shuffled and stirred for a few seconds and playfully nipped his neck before hiding my face in the crook of it. "Okay, I'm ready."
"Hush little Meulin, don't say a word,
Kurloz' gonna love you 'till the end of the world,
And if that world goes up and ends,
Kurloz' gonna love you 'till the angel descends,
And if that angel does descend,
Kurloz' gonna love you to no end."
"I love you... Too Kurloz.."
"Forever and always."
"Furrefur, and... always..." I had said in return. I was so tired at that point though, I couldn't hold on to consciousness after that last word.
He gently kissed my forehead as I drifted off into the world of my dreams. He held me close, and I the same. I had slept very peacefully that night. Until around about 3 o'clock in the morning.