Stinkie's hands then pulled out a fancy olden looking flier. On the flier it gave detailed information about a dance that was going to be held on the ship. "That's right... this is that dance! That dance that J.T. met Elizabeth at!" With his eyes widened he looked up at Stretch and Fatso. He'd poke the paper a few times more as his gaze went back to it. Quickly the rest of the memories started rushing back into his head.

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Blayne stood there holding onto the flier with a smirk on his face. "C'mon bro ya really can't be serious about goin' ta dis thing..." He jiggled the paper a little. "Actually, I'm quite serious about going to it. It's a great way to make friends and perhaps even meet some pretty girls." J.T. swerved his head with a smug smile. "Some girls ey..? Well I suppose there might be some that'd be good for a little fun.." Sloane grew a sly grin placing a hand to his chin. Blayne and Benen exchanged glances and shrugged figuring, 'Why Not'? The brothers dressed up into their suits quickly so they could get moving. Of course J.T. had already started on out the door and towards the party. It didn't take too long for Sloane, Blayne and Benen to catch up to their brother. As they stepped into the ballroom they slowly looked around. Many up-scale women and men were dancing about the floor, others sitting at the available tables. Like always Sloane had his short hair slicked back and into a tiny ponytail. Blayne had decided to just leave his hair tied back in it's normal way. Benen on the other hand had done like his brother and slicked his hair back. Sloane's outfit held a rose in the pocket and was well fit to his body. Blayne's on the other hand just held the usual pocket hanky and wore his loose fit. Benen just wore his casually like Blayne's.

"There he is..!" Sloane pointed across the room towards their brother J.T. "Looks like he's already found a dame ta dance wit' already." Blayne noted and grinned lightly looking between his brothers. "Whatever, C'mon boys let's go find us a da-.."Sloane turned his head to look at Blayne and Benen but, both had already wandered towards the buffet. Sloane's eyes narrowed annoyedly at first at the two of them. "Idiots.." He mumbled, his eyes landing on a table full of gorgeous women. Suddenly the scowl that had taken ahold of his face was washed away. Putting on a debonair smile he started over towards the table and took a seat. Benen and Blayne both had a peek over at him and laughed. "What a womanizer.." Benen shook his head and started chowing down on his food. "I mean, I don't see why those two get excited about women. They're nothing special, unless they can cook!" He grinned. Blayne just rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Eh, Girls are decent I just can't stand all of dat perfume." Blayne arched his nose and clamped it with his fingers. The two of them then found a free table taking a seat so they could eat a little more properly.

Meanwhile across the room J.T. had begun speaking with a beautiful blonde haired woman named Elizabeth. "So why are you headed to America..?" Elizabeth softly spoke with her honey toned voice. "Well, probably for the same reason as everyone else. They pay more, not to mention there are far many more job opportunities." J.T. smiled sweetly to her gently spinning her around for the dance number. "I see, So it's not for the adventure then...?" Elizabeth slowly quirked up her left eyebrow as the corner of her mouth grew a grin. "Adventure...?" J.T. looked off and thought about that for a moment. "Yes, I suppose you could say that too." Softly he chuckled the couples eyes meeting each others for the longest time. A tall lean man walked up to the two of them adjusting his tie. "Oh god no, not him..." Elizabeth whispered to J.T. who wrose his right eyebrow. "What about this man...?" He quietly questioned her as they both pretended not to see him. "He's been trying to put moves on me all night long." She whispered softly to him. "I see..and i'm going to assume that you've asked him to stop.."J.T. trailed off watching her. Quietly Elizabeth nodded her head and actually clung a little tighter to him. J.T.'s face started to get patches of blush as he cleared his throat.


Finally the other man spoke up with an irritated look across his face. "Mind if I cut in...?" He asked as politely as he could for being annoyed. "Yes, actually I quite do." J.T. gave off a smug smile as he continued what he was doing with Elizabeth. "Well personally I don't care. You're going to let me dance with her or it's going to get very ugly ..." That's when the man snagged up Elizabeth's arm, bringing her to him. "I do believe i've already told you off sir before. Please leave me alone." Her voice became stern as she turned to go back to J.T. The man just remained silent as he started to pull her back over forcefully. "It's funny that you should say it's going to get very ugly. Your face is already horrific", It was in that J.T. rolled back his sleeves and let the man have it in the jaw. A couple of loud screeches echoed through the room as the man crashed into a table. Quickly Blayne, Benen and Sloane stood up and stared wondering what the heck was going on. It wasn't too long after that they would see the other guy get back up and start swinging. The friends of this guy started over quickly to join in on the fight. The Trio quickly looked at each other from across the room and took off into a run. The three of them jumping head first into that fight to help their brother.

This fight would soon be ended by everyone being carried off to their rooms, or outside the dance hall, except J.T. who some how managed to get lucky. Apparently Elizabeth had explained to the security what happened and that it wasn't his fault. The Trio decided to vent themselves on the deck. Sloane cursed a little and kicked one of the pipes. "DAMN IT!" He growled out, before spitting out some blood. Well this definitely wasn't his night. "I can't believe it, I gave up a table of beautiful women fer dis shit." Sloane narrowed his eyes, grabbing those ship railings tightly. Blayne held his right arm tightly as it was injured. Benen followed close behind, holding his stomach which hurt like hell from being punched a few times. "At least we kicked deir ass Sloane..." Blayne tried to reason with his brother, spitting out a little blood himself. "Yeah we did didn' we?" Sloane turned his head to look at Blayne over his shoulder. "Yeah, They won't mess with us again." Benen huffed and smugly smiled. "Tck, It jus' ticks me off though. Where da heck is J.T.! Why didn' his happy ass get kicked out..?" Sloane grouched as he spun around to face his two brothers. "I think e's still inside wit dat girl." Blayne thumbed behind them towards the dance hall. "Well at least one of us is gonna get somethin' t'night.." Sloane mumbled.

"Hey there slugger are you alright...?" A female voice popped up from behind the three brothers. The Trio spin around in unison to have a look at a couple of the ladies that had followed after them. Sloane's eyes widened a little bit before growing a smug grin on his face. "Pfft, course I'm alright. Dat guy hit way worse than you ladies probably could..." Snickering he walked on over to them placing one hand in his pocket. The ladies couldn't help but giggle and laugh amongst themselves. They found his words to be amusing as Sloane had a puffed out cheek and a black eye and some cuts. "Aw, That's too bad... if you weren't alright we were going to say, we could help you get better." The brunette slyly spoke. "But if you're alright then, I guess there's nothing to fuss over.." The black haired girl piped up all three turning to leave. Immediately Sloane got in front of them laughing nervously and waving his hands. "I'm alright... but... I could... be...alot better. I am in an awful lot of pain... I could use a nurse or Three." He chuckled giving them all a sly grin and abit of a wink. Benen and Blayne mouths just dropped and stared at their brother as he walked off with the three girls. Slowly the two just looked at each other and gave a heavy sigh going about their own business for the night. Hey, at least they wouldn't be hurting like that idiot in the morning.

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"Heh, yeah... I remember it as if it were yesterday! Man who knew dat night would totally change are lives ey?" Stinkie let out a soft heh, setting down the dance paper. "No kiddin, I remember us givin' J.T. nothin but hell over it fer awhile." Stretch chuckled and folded his arms. "Yeah, he kept paying more attention ta that ghoul than us." Fatso nodded in remembrance. "Yeah! An we was tryin' ta sabotoge dem for da rest of da whole trip cause of it!" Stinkie laughed as he once again reached into the box.