Summary: While hung-over, Warren hears some things he shouldn't….

Pairings: Implied Natsu/Lucy, Max/Broom, Laxus/Freed, Gray/Juvia, and Gray/Warren.

YouTube Prompt: A Juvia/Gray video from Juvia's point of view to the song Take a Chance on Me by Abba. Because I swear it's like it was written for her.

Warren groaned quietly to himself as he clutched his head. As awesome as his power can be for cheating, and spying, and embarrassing his guild mates, there were many, many, downsides to it. Like it had taken him years to learn how to drown out the many voices around him so he could actually hold a conversation with someone. And then there was the fact that he had to keep so many secrets for people because he accidentally overheard them thinking about it. But the worse, the very worst, was what happens when he is hung-over.

All of his defences were gone and despite the silence of the guild it was screaming with noise from everyone's thoughts.

Urgh I think I'm going to be sick!

More booze! I need more….!

God! Dad is so embarrassing!

Jeeze, what the hell did I do last night?

Death would be welcome right now….

Fucking hell, why did he go home last night? He should always be home after he gets so pissed drunk that he ends up this sick. His home had special runes (written by Freed) to block out the noise of people's thoughts outside (unless they had malicious intentions towards him. Unfortunately this doesn't count Max's pranks or Nab stealing his food), so he wouldn't be suffering like he was right now. But no, he was a moron, a drunken idiot, and had to stay partying till he passed out amongst the nosiest thinkers in the world.

Focus, he reminded himself, you need to focus on just one person.

He scanned the room for someone that could be comforting to his mind, Erza was out immediately since she would gut him, so was Mirajane, because as comforting as she seemed, her mind was a dark and twisted place, and he didn't want to have nightmares about pink sparkles again. His eyes fell on Lucy but he decided against it. The last time he purposely read her mind he had gotten lost. Her train of thought was so complicated and twisted, and backtracked on itself, that he got headaches from listening to her on a normal day if he were to listen to her now he would definitely be sick. His eyes skipped past Wendy and Romeo (he had a policy to not read children's minds unless it was an emergency) and he refused to listen in on Gajeel. He did it once and it took him five weeks to find his way home again.

In the end he decided on Natsu because despite the fact that he screamed his thoughts. He tended to think only one word, usually fight, fight, fight, or food, food, food, which was the lesser of evil compared to others. If anything the repetitive word might be a soothing, rhythmic, distraction for him. He looked at the pink haired dragon slayer who was slumped all over a table next to Lucy and Wendy while Happy and Charle hovered above them, and then Warren zoomed in onto Natsu's mind. LUCY, LUCY, LUCY, LUCY, LUCY, LUCY, Natsu's mind screamed, COME ON LUCE PAY ATTENTION TO ME!

Feeling nauseated and overwhelmed Warren pulled out before he collapsed on top of Max (who was still sleeping on the hard wooden floors while cuddling a broomstick).

Oh dear God! Natsu's mind was worse than listening to everyone's voice. While making a mental note that he should tell Mirajane this (as he told her all the romantic secrets of the members of the guild in return for free drinks….you know he was starting to see where his problem starts), his eyes landed on a pretty, quiet, blue haired mage that was watching Erza and Gray struggle with their own hangovers. That was when he decided to focus on Juvia. She seemed nice, normal, and very quiet. Surely her thoughts would be too?

Oh Gray-sama! Juvia's swooned within her own thoughts. How Juvia loves you, how Juvia craves for you, how she wishes you would just ravish her on the table, right here, right now-

With the mental image of Gray bending Warren over the table, Warren desperately pulled out of Juvia's mind while screaming.

"Eh?" Juvia looked around as she snapped out of her fantasy, "Juvia thought she heard screaming…."

Warren clutched the wall as he gasped for breath. Oh dear God that was terrifying. Oh my God he had been that close to having sex with Gray, sort of, was it just him or did Juvia make Gray look more muscly than he really is?

He calmed down eventually (he may or may not have sunk onto the floor, wrapped his arms around his knees, and rocked backwards and forwards until he did so) and the moment he did his headache came back with full force.

He desperately sought out for someone soothing. Unfortunately all he could find was Jet and Droy with their constant buzzing about Levy, Evergreen's foul thoughts of castrating Elfman whose mind had always induced headaches with his rants of manliness or poor attempts of poetry, Bickslow always screamed his thoughts, and Freed…..urgh, the last time Warren read his mind he had be attacked with the sight of Laxus wearing a tiger-striped pair of thongs!

Laxus!

Laxus was listening to music! Sure, it's not likely to be classical music (which by now would be very soothing) but it was better than listening in various different sex fantasies (God, Warren knows that they're teenagers and everything but surely it's too early for that?), and so Warren focused in on Laxus in hopes to drown out his hangover induced headache that was definitely going to be the death of him.

Laxus was ever so slightly bopping his head while the song in his mind blasted at full volume. I WANT TO BE LIKE OTHER GIRLS! Laxus sang inwardly. CLIMB UP A TREE LIKE OTHER GIRLS CAN. JUST TO BE FREE LIKE OTHER GIRLS – GET TO BE!

OH MY FUCKING GOD! Warren accidentally screamed into Laxus' mind. You like girl's songs?!

He instantly regretted it as Laxus turned to look at him with the darkest, coldest, and most evil glare Warren had ever seen in his life. Tell anyone, Laxus thought darkly, and no one will ever be able to find your body.

Warren finally went home despite the noise of the streets, but this wasn't because he finally regrew his brain cells and decided to use common sense to cure his headache….no it was because he really, really, really needed to change his underwear.