Well, Jesse (or Jay) is stuck in a hole now, with no way to get out because Minecraft physics only work like that in Minecraft and he also has a broken leg. Axel is chasing after Nohr, which, in reality, isn't as exciting as I could make it, and Lukas and Olivia are setting up a fence. Gabriel, Petra, and Jess are also in predicaments that I can't really describe either. Nothing really interesting, right?

Yeah...

I'm not gonna rush and give you guys the smoochies either. That's not how you would treat people in real life just because they're cute and work together xD

So, in order to skip that boring stuff that Jesse does in his cozy pit, let's go back in time to not boring stuff...

"WHAT THE HELL?!" What a way to start off the day.

Ivor was yelling at the pile of broken glasses on the ground and was angrily whipping his head around, trying to find the culprit... or culprits.

"Ivor," Gabriel groggily coughed, getting up from the couch, "what is going on?" The Warrior rubbed his eyes and tried to comb his hair back into place with his fingers.

"What did we do last night?!"

"What do you m– oh, for the love of Notch..."

Gabriel finally realized why Ivor was screaming and he vaguely remembered the events unfolding last night. He held his forehead in fear.

"She's going to kill us."

~*Ω*~

"I swear, you all are stomping louder than elephants surrounded by enderman. What's the deal?" Soren yawned, opening the door to the main hallway and walking down to the living room. "Your problem has most likely happened before and has been solved bef- ohhhhh, never mind, you have no way out of this."

Gabriel and Ivor twisted their heads to glare at Soren and simultaneously said, "Ya think?" Gabriel swept glass shards into a dustpan and coughed. "Can you at least help us?"

"I'd rather not, this problem seems unlikely to escape from, and I also have an appo–"

"You're coming with," Ivor interjected, grabbing Soren's arm and pulling him towards the crime scene.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, I'm not staying here any longer!" the Architect exclaimed, refusing to lose to Ivor's firm grip. "This is a murder!"

Ivor grimaced and threw his arms up in the air, letting go of Soren. "If we just clean up, no one will know!" His voice grew progressively louder and Gabriel and Soren both signaled him to quiet down. "We just have to keep her busy 'til then."

"Oh, and how are we supposed to do that, hm?" Soren fixed his glare to Ivor and the oriental man scowled. He refuted, "Well, you were knocked out, too."

"I'm sorry that I am a lightweight and cannot hold my liquor very well!"

"Everyone, we need to focus," Gabriel shouted, kneeling between the two. "She'll come home any minute now, and if she sees this, we're dead meat."

"You shouldn't have drunk so much, Gabriel," scolded Soren, "You're beginning to act reasonably." He giggled a bit after finishing his sentence.

Ivor and Gabriel glanced back and forth from Soren to each other, not moving. They both nodded and agreed, "He's definitely still hungover." "Especially since he's actually talking about you, Ivor," Gabriel added.

"I am perfectly fine, Gabriel, thank you for asking." Ivor scrunched his face into his normal grumpy demeanor and stared at the dark-skinned man.

"Well, let's get back to work," said the Warrior, standing up. "We should let Soren rest on the couch while we do the cleaning. He's not lucid just yet."

"Exactly what I was thinking," nodded the pale, lanky brewer.

The two laid Soren down on the three-seater couch. As soon as the ginger-haired male touched the cushions, he fell asleep. Both Gabriel and Ivor sighed in relief. They got to work, starting with the last of the glass shards. If those were still around, someone as absent-minded as Soren could roll right onto them and not even realize they were being impaled. Then when it was too late, they would scream and cry for help. Both Gabriel and Ivor had experienced this before and did not wish to hear Soren's screeches for warm bath soap again.

Now that the broken glasses were cleaned up and disposed of properly, the vomit and stale pizzas could be cleaned up. Ivor stared at the body fluids in disgust and Gabriel winced, his mouth curling into one of fright.

Gabriel looked at Ivor to his left. "How do we do this safely?"

Ivor seemed to ponder and consider all the different situations. "We don't."

"Son of a–"

~*Ω*~

"We are vile humans," Gabriel commented during their despair, both of them trying not to choke from the fumes.

Ivor tried not to breathe in through his mouth. "I didn't know that much wine could be swallowed and then regurgitated again."

Slowly, they were remembering more from last night. It was clear to the both of them now that they were celebrating their graduation from university, but what they did in between was foggy. Gabriel could remember Magnus doing a keg stand and Ivor could recall Gabriel trying to fight an imaginary beast, but none of them could remember if she was there or not.

"Do we wake up Magnus?" Gabriel asked, washing his hands in the sink immediately.

"Of course not," Ivor grunted. "We tell her he blacked out blowing stuff up like he normally does. Hopefully, she doesn't notice the smell of alcohol that reeks all over his clothing."

"Ivor, you know I'm usually unafraid of most things, right?"

"Why, yes, Gabe, why do you say that?"

"... I'm honestly really scared right now."

There was a moment of silence between them as Gabriel turned off the sink and Ivor stared at the hardwood floor. Gabriel turned slowly to see if Ivor was about to do anything.

The brewer's mouth slowly opened in hesitation. "I'm scared, too."

~*Ω*~

"I'm back, everyone!" The high-pitched voice that was tinted with a bit of an English accent almost knocked everyone's socks off and you could almost hear the quiver that took over Ivor.

"Ah– um, hello, Ellegaard!" Gabriel took the first steps despite his subconscious shouting at him, repeating, "You're making a HUGE mistake!"

"Hello to you as well, Gabe," she smiled, her face glowing. "I bought us some gifts to mark our graduation!"

"That's very nice of you, Ellegaard, but you didn't need to," Ivor coughed, trying to hide his aura. It wasn't working. Gabriel started to shudder from his side of the living room.

"I wanted to, Ivor. You know I don't care what you boys say."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Where's Soren and Magnus?"

"Oh!" Gabriel shot up, as if he were a poptart from a toaster, and lifted one finger up stiffly. "Soren's taking a nap in his room and Magnus is... also taking a nap."

"Oh?" Ellegaard's eyebrow shot up.

Ivor also stood up, glancing at Gabriel and then looking at Ellegaard. "You know Soren, always saying that he's the one carrying us on his back. He decided to rest his 'genius' mind. Magnus just... blew up a few glasses by accident and knocked himself out. You know how it is."

"Hm. Typical. You all have been keeping out of trouble, though, right?"

"But of course!"

"Absolutely!"

"Good," she nodded, placing a few bags down on the counter. "Now, why don't you check out the things I bought? I'm going to go shower."

"Whyyy... don't we do it all together?"

The Engineer blinked at the Warrior. "Huh? Why?"

Ivor walked off to the hallway while Gabriel continued to talk to Ellegaard. "The others are still sleeping, and I'm sure it would mean a lot to all of us if we were to look at our graduation gifts together. Everyone would be very appreciative of that."

Ellegaard let her hair down into its normal curly bob and she tapped her finger on her chin. "Now that you say that, it sounds like a very good idea!" She clapped her hands together. "I'll let them sleep until all of us are here. In the meantime, I'm going to clean up. I spent a terribly long time at the mall with other graduates who knew no manners except shoving and yelling."

Gabriel glanced down the hallway and then shook his head up and down, smiling like a fool. "Of course! Go clean yourself up! You look tired after all that."

"You seem happy for some reason," she chuckled, grabbing her keys. "Is it because we're going to leave in two weeks?"

"Yes, yes!" He laughed, albeit a bit nervously. "That is definitely why."

She shrugged. "Alright. I'll leave you be for now."

Ellegaard walked down the hallway just as Ivor left his room, closing the door softly. He gave the Engineer a meager smile and continued down the narrow lane.

Gabriel pulled him into the living room and whispered fiercely. "Did you get him out of the bathroom?"

"Yes, but I had to put him in my room. We better hope she doesn't knock on Magnus's door."

"I'm still surprised she hasn't found out yet."

"That we drank until sunrise while she was out with friends and ruined everything? That we broke seven glasses? Threw up on the carpet, table, and counter? Learned all of Soren's small insecurities? Overheard Magnus crying about how he wasn't treated well enough by Ellegaard and how he just wanted her acceptance? Then brawled with chairs and almost killed him? Completely wrecked her room and almost short-circuited her machinery because we were curious as to what she was hiding in her workspace?"

"Well, yes, all of that." Gabriel rubbed his neck gingerly and awkwardly glanced to the side.

Ivor shrugged, a corner of his mouth lifting in a vague expression. "I still can't believe we got that wasted."

Gabriel stood quietly, thinking about something before he stared at Ivor with panic. "Did we think about what would happen if Magnus woke up?"

Ivor's eyes widened and you could see he was miffed. "I hate us so much."

As if on cue, a loud wail could be heard coming from inside one of the rooms. "E–llie..." A hiccup made its way into the middle of the cry and both Ivor and Gabriel cursed under their breath. Ellegaard walked out of her room, her towel wrapped around her neck and only covered with a bathrobe. "Was that... Magnus?"

"Are you hearing things?" Ivor growled in his normal grumpy way. "Magnus hasn't even yawned yet."

She looked at them warily but trusted their word. "Okay, then..."

"E~llieeee..."

She stopped dead in her tracks, staring at Magnus's door. Then she whipped her head around to stare at the two in the living room. "Am I really hearing things?" Her glare was piercing through them and they fidgeted nervously, eyes flickering around. "No, nothing at all!" laughed Ivor. "I'm sure if there was something, Gabriel would have heard it too, right, Gabe?"

"Of course!" the mentioned person chuckled. "I don't hear anything. You just be off on your way to your shower now–"

Ivor's door burst open, frightening Ellegaard who jumped, and out came a hammered Magnus who couldn't even stand upright. Obviously, Ellegaard was not expecting Magnus from Ivor's door and she backed up right into her doorframe. Then, once she regained her composure, she glared at Ivor and Gabriel with more intensity.

"What have you done?!"

"U-uhm, we can explain, it's not that bad, I mean–"

"It's only a temporary thing, he must still be a little wired from his explosions–"

"He just woke up, it makes sense that he's disoriented–

"Nothing's wrong with him, you just have to look at it from the right angle–"

Their rambling was cut short by Ellegaard's steel voice. "You two have messed with the wrong person."

Ivor and Gabriel looked at each other with panic in their eyes and said the same thing simultaneously. "RUN!"

No one really knows what happened after that. Some accounts of it describe Ellegaard catching up to them and pulling out their hair while others say Ivor climbed up a tree to escape and sacrificed Gabriel. However, the outcome was the same.

Both Gabriel and Ivor couldn't sleep that night.

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