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Happy New Year!

Baby New Year is the personification of the start of the New Year, symbolizing the "birth" of the next year and the "passing" of the prior year; in other words, a "rebirth".

His duty varies by myth but it's generally to watch over the course of his year, start the chronicling of the year's events and or preside over the year as a symbol. Now he's more often than not associated with Father Time, which when you're both Father Time and Baby New Year, it's either very difficult or very easy depending on how you look at it.

Every end of year Clockwork, in his eldest form, would give a speech to the council, in reality it was more like a report on the year.

2016 wasn't the best year and the Time Keeper, or Father Time as his role currently was, made sure to tell the members of the Ghost council not set the bar too high for the New Year.

With his speech done, Clockwork then switches to his youngest form and begins his role as "Baby New Year".

Chronicling took quite a while and quite the amount of energy, starting at 6am and ending exactly at midnight.

On the Brightside, he always got two days off afterwards, simply because the Observants had just about the same amount of trust issues he had and they would recheck the archives for the year's Chronicling.

Thus leaving Clockwork where he was now, tiredly entering his Citadel, fully expecting to relax, sleep and loosen stiff muscles, only to find he had uninvited guests

"Happy New Year!"

The Time Keeper deadpanned.

"What are you two doing here?"

"Celebrating the New Year like we always do"

"Nocturne, we never celebrate New Years-"

"That's because you always lock us out-"

"Yes, because it's my only two days off and it's the one year I forgot to tell the Citadel to keep visitors out"

Pandora rolled her eyes, "what else are you going to do?"

"Sleep, you know the thing", he gestured to Nocturne, "that he always wants me to do"

"There's also another thing I want you to do~".

Clockwork sighed at the suggestive Dreamweaver.

"You hear that Pan? He sighed, he doesn't want to do this", the Dream Ghost smirked, "maybe this can convince him"

Somehow two wine bottles appeared in Nocturne's hands.

"It's going to take a lot mor-" Clockwork protested.

Two more bottles appeared the Dream maker's hands.

Clockwork looked to Pan only to see that she had two bottles in each of her hands.

"Fine, pass me a bottle", he said begrudgingly as he accepted the ectohol from the warrior, "but let's take it to my room, it'll be less of a mess to clean up later"

"Alright! We're gonna get you to loosen up, you've got two days off and we've got 12 bottles"

"We're going to end up drinking this all in one night aren't we? "

Nocturne and Pandora looked at each other, then back at Clockwork.

"Yes"

The Time Keeper rolled his eyes.

"Fair enough"

"Where's the Phantom?" asked Nocturne between his sips of wine.

"Dan? He's spending New Years with the Fentons"

"Good, then we can make all the noise we want~"

"Oh please Pan, we both know that you're the quietest one out of all of us and Mr. prude over here is the loudest."

"I. Am. Not. A prude"

"Hmm, but you're not denying being the loudest~", Nocturne leaned in close.

"No point denying the truth", Clockwork came up to meet him in a kiss.

Pan switched over, tugging off the Time Keeper's tunic, while Nocturne willed away the bottles and wine glasses.

"There should be no interruptions right?"

"...no... Citadel's...hnn~...n-not letting... anyone else in..."

"Good", finished with his self-appointed task, he turned to face the other two, he chuckled at the purple Time Master that was happily being straddled, "easy there Pan, you're leaving him breathless"

The Guardian pulled away slowly from her kiss with Clockwork, who whined slightly at the loss, and winked at the Dream weaver.

"Don't worry, you're next"

Nocturne smirked.

Somewhere in the kissing and the talking, clothing was removed, there was more touching, hair was being tugged, heat was forming, friction was needed and love was being made.

Being sandwiched between his friends was becoming his favourite position.
Laying on Nocturne's hard grey chest with Pan's soft blue hugging at his back, yes he was truly comfortable in his sleep, that is of course until someone came banging at the door.

At first Clockwork didn't hear the knocking, but it got so bad Time Keeper couldn't go back to sleep, the Citadel chimed apologetically to its owner, but informed him that the situation was of importance.

Grumbling to himself the Time Master phased out from in between his lovers, he grabbed his pants from off the floor, putting them on, he teleported to the door.

The glare he had upon his face could have probably killed someone, if looks could kill that is. But the person outside didn't see his glare, as a matter of fact, the second he opened the door, Dan flew in.

"Dan what-?!"

Clockwork stopped his yell before he could start, Dan was in his human guise, but he had small pieces of his true form showing, skin smoking as if he'd been victim to gun shit wounds.

"Well Happy New Year to you too Oldman", muttered the Phantom sarcastically, he was holding one arm.

"What happened?"

"G.I.W put something in the fireworks, we were just watching when the smoke came down, saw an ectopus melt into goop in less than five minutes"

Clockwork "hmmed" as gently probed for access of the injured arm, once he saw the extent, the Time Keeper quickly pulled him into the direction of the kitchen.

"And the kids?"

"They made up an excuse about bad food"

"And you?"

"Jazz covered for me, something about me having to go to an important family meeting", Dan winced when his arm was tugged a bit too roughly, "some family meeting", sighing he placed his other hand to his forehead, "got anything to make the room stop spinning?"

"That's what I'm getting"

The Temporal Ghost was rummaging in the cupboards until he found it, a blank white case that looked like a first-aid kit, Clockwork was still holding Dan's arm so he sat the Phantom down at the table and opened the case with one hand.

It was a first-aid kit but it had special slots for vials, the Phantom tensed when the Time Keeper grabbed a pink vial, uncorked it with his teeth and poured a few drops of its contents on his skin.

The second the pinkish liquid touched his "human skin" the smoke cleared and his ghostly form appeared in that area. Seemingly satisfied with the results, Clockwork gave Dan the vial to drink.

"Here, it helps with poisons and toxins"

The flame haired Phantom eyed the vial suspiciously.

"Do you just have these in the kitchen?"

"No, I have first-aid kits in the Screen Room, Bathroom, my room, I have them practically everywhere in the Citadel"

"Really? Then why did you drag me to the kitchen when the Screen Room is closer?"

"Because", said Clockwork standing up, he pulled open the fridge and poured a glass of water, "it's closer to my room and you're going to need this"

Dan accepted the glass of water with a shrug.

"Fair enough"

With that he downed the vial, choking slightly on the taste before washing it down with the water, almost instantly his "human" visage flickered and dissipated, leaving the flame haired Ghost in his true form.

"Hey Clock-"

"Yes?"

"It's been bugging me since I came in here-"

"Do get to your point-"

"Are you drunk?"

"Drunk enough to answer my front door half naked", deadpanned the Time Master.

"You're kidding, you're this coherent and you're drunk?"

"You are aware there a people that can actually work and drive quite well when inaberatted, yes?"

"Yeah?"

"Well I'm one of those people"

Dan rolled his eyes.

"I guess it's not that hard to imagine, I mean you are a workaholic, you could probably work shit-faced"

"Have once actually, rather not do that again, ended up in a three hour meeting with the Ancients and collapsed the second I got home"

"O-oh fu-uck, how did you even stay awake?"

"Spite, lots and lots of spite"

Dan laughed even more.

"You know, I'm really starting to like the drunk you"

"Keep it down would you? I don't want to wake the other two"

"The other-?" The Phantom's eyes widened in realization, "ooh looks like someone had some kinky times"

Clockwork rolled his eyes, Dan was wagging his eyebrows suggestively.

"How long?"

"I keep time slower in the Citadel Dan-"

"Alright, I left at 12:00-"

"We started at 12:00-"

"So...how long have you been at it?"

Clockwork deadpanned.

"If you must know, six hours"

Dan gaped.

"Jesus fuck, what were you doing?! Well I mean I know what you were doing but, fuck!"

"That's exactly what we were doing", respond the Time Master with a wry smirk.

The Phantom blinked, stunned for a second before he burst out laughing.

"What's so funny, you two?"

"Aand their awake", muttered the Time Master.

"Hey ya Dream bastard"

Nocturne rolled his eyes, he was standing behind the chair Clockwork was sitting in, tapping on the Time Keeper's shoulders before just up and giving the Temporal Ghost a massage.

"Hello Dan"

"Oh, so that's were Clocky's shirt went"

Pandora appeared on the other side of Clockwork, she was only wearing his purple tunic but her hair covered the rest of her body so she could care less, she smiled at the Phantom and kissed the Time Keeper before running her fingers through his hair.

Clockwork leaned to the touch.

Dan smirked, "A massage, kinky sex and booze, looks like someone's having a good New Year"

"Yes and I'd like to get back to it, but with you three-", he looked up at Pan, the Warrior had three bottles with her, "pass me a bottle", the Guardian readily complied.

Nocturne smirked, letting go of Clockwork before offering the Phantom a wine glass that he somehow willed into existence.

The Phantom shrugged and accepted.

"Why the fuck not?"

Within the hour or three of drinking and talking, Pandora ended up straddling Clockwork on his chair and Nocturne ended up extremely close behind the Time Master.

Nocturne sucked, bit and nipped at his neck, tugging slightly at his hair, while Pan kissed him fiercely, her tongue was dancing and curling, warm and wet as it moved wonderfully around his.

Clockwork shivered slightly as Nocturne's claws grazed his sides, he shuddered when Pan used her lower hands and traced her fingers on his case.

"Mnh~"

"Hey, hey, 'm not drunk enough to see you three sexing it up on the kitchen table"

The Time Keeper stopped and pulled away slowly from his kiss with Pan.
And stared Dan dead in the eye.

"Then close your eyes"

With that he went back to kissing Pan, it was a bit difficult since she was chuckling at his previous remark, but he managed anyway.

Dan gaped, the Time Ghost honestly surprised him with that, Nocturne was chuckling now, having pulled himself away from the other two.

"How much did he drink?"

The Dreamweaver shrugged, "we had twelve bottles and we're down to two so... enough"

"I'm gonna have to listen to you guys all night aren't I?"

"I can always knock you out you know, we're not that cruel", he turned when one of the two moaned, Clockwork's hand was trailing down from Pan's back to her hips, Nocturne looked back at Dan, "I'm not that cruel"

"Fine, I might as well head to bed, since I'm gonna be drunk off my ass in the morning"

"Hmm true", smirked the Dreamweaver, he was still staring at the other two.

"What are you smirking at?"

"It's my turn next"

"With which one?"

"Heh"

The second the Phantom reached his room, he was greeted with the sight of a mini Sleepwalker.

The tiny creature had a purple draw string bag attached to its hip and it held a bottle of wine and a bucket in its hands.

He could hear the moaning in the background.

"Damn, they started already?"

The little green ghost nodded its head.

"Why do I have a feeling this isn't you're first time doing this?"

It shook its head.

"Lemme guess, every New Years?"

The creature shook its head and raised a single clawed finger.

"This is their First New Years?"

It nodded.

"Why?"

The little thing tapped it's wrist like one would a watch.

"Time? Oh Clockwork, what he's too tired to party?" Dan smirked, but it fell away when the creature nodded.

"Ok, so Christmas"

It shook its head.

"Really no Christmas? Hmm, ok what would they get together for- Formation days?"

The Mini Sleepwalker nodded.

"Ah, so Nocturne's the most times I'm guessing?"

It shook its head.

"Clockwork?"

It shook its hand from side to side.

"Kinda, huh, so Pandora then"

It nodded this time.

"Huh, that's something, this her wine too?"

It nodded again.

"Think I'll get any more of it after this is over?"

The Mini Sleepwalker shook its head.

"Thought so, pass me the bottle", the little thing did as told, however it's second movement was cut off by the Phantom with a wave, " don't bother with the glass, I'm finishing straight down"

Nodding, the mini willed away the glass it had just willed into existence.

Dan examined the wine bottle but he couldn't read the words on it, he shrugged, he wasn't that much of a wine fanatic, sure his "Vlad side" dabbled in his own collection, but that was beside the point, it's been awhile since he actual had something alcoholic to drink.

Besides getting drunk shitless with a Valerie hunting you down wasn't exactly the best idea, he did do it once though.

Shrugging he took a swig, he'd have to ask one of them what it was called, the flavor was pleasant, so much so that if he didn't know how he felt when he was drunk, he'd think himself sober.

About halfway through the bottle, the Phantom offered the little Sleepwalker some, the creature declined and gestured for him to finish it.

"More for me then"

When the bottle was finished and the room began to spin significantly Dan laid down, the mini Sleepwalker floated above him.

"Alright lil' guy, knock me the fuck out, I'm really not up for walking up with this hangover in the morning"

The little creature nodded and reached into its little purple bag pulling out some sleep dust, it sprinkled it onto Dan's face and in a few seconds the Phantom was snoring.

This time he was laying on Pandora's chest with Nocturne at his back, he really enjoyed being sandwiched in between the two, what? They were comfortable and warm.

Of course once again, his comfortable sleep was interrupted by knocking at his door, unfortunately for Clockwork, the knocking was at his bedroom door.

"Hey Oldman!"

The door opened with a grumbled "What?!"

Dan peered into see all the three sets of crimson glaring at his red ones.

Clockwork was laying on Pan's chest and his white hair and her own pink one covered her effectively, Nocturne was on the Time Keeper's back, the Dreamweaver's long, thick, black hair was a strong against his grey skin and his skin was an even stronger contrast against Clockwork's, a thin purple sheet covered each of their waists.

Naked and entangled, they still looked very menacing, even more so when you realize they were all both pissed off and hungover.

But then again so was Dan.

"Hey don't get angry with me, I was trying to sleep-"

"Then what-?"

"The fucking one eyed ass holes are outside, trying to get in"

If it could seem possible Clockwork's glare deepened.

"Oh for the love of-", the Time Keeper cut himself off, eyes glowing blue he snapped his fingers and the Citadel chimed loudly, followed by a bang and a scream?

"Did you just throw an Observant out of the Citadel, literally?"

Pan and Nocturne chuckled.

Clockwork just put a finger to his lips, "Shh", his eyes were droopy now without the glare, "they're not going to bother us for a while because of it, so let me sleep".

With that the Time Keeper buried his head back onto Pan's chest.

Dan left, closing the door with a chuckle.

"Hey Oldman", he called back

"What?"

"You know how I said I like the drunk you?"

"Yes?"

"I like the Hungover you even better"

"Go to sleep Dan"

The Phantom laughed.

Bonus:

They were given an hour, just long enough to get 40 minutes of sleep and get a nice shower in.

Of course once that hour was up the Observants came hollering again, sighing Clockwork went to greet them.

Contrary to what he expected, the Observants were not in the Citadel, but instead the head Observant was shouting angrily for him on one of his Time Screens.

"Chronus!"

The Time Keeper winced slightly, he always hated when they used his true name.

"Yes?"

"It is until now that you choose to appear before us?"

"You are aware that it's still my day off right? Two days means 48 hours and from 12:00 am to 7:00 am is not 48 hours"

"That is beside the point Clockwork-"

"No that's exactly the point-"

"It doesn't explain why you took so long to respond-"

"It's my day off, I was asleep"

"Then why is one of my fellow Observants injured?"

An Observant with bandages comically wrapped around its head appeared on screen briefly.

Clockwork raised a brow.

"Why is he injured?"

"He received such injuries at your Citadel"

The Time Master pinched the bridge of his nose.

"My apologies for that"

"So you admit to attacking me!" Accused the injured Observant.

Clockwork sighed.

"I didn't attack you, the Citadel was just doing what I told it to do, keep out any unwanted visitors"

"Why would you-"

"Because I was tired and I just wanted to rest and relax without anyone bothering me, come to think of it, I still do actually"

The injured one huffed.

"How inconsiderate-"

Clockwork didn't exactly like that.

"No, what's inconsiderate is you coming into another ghost's lair without permission-"

"I've been to the Citadel many a times and this has never happened-"

"That's because I'm usually awake or half awake at the very least"

"That still doesn't excuse-"

"No it doesn't, the Tower stopped you from teleporting in did it not?", Clockwork's voice was starting to echo.

"Y-yes-?"

"And yet you forced your way through", the Time Keeper crossed his arms, "What did you think was going to happen?"

The Head Observant, who was pushed out of view by the injured one, managed his way back and spoke up, "I do apologize for the accusations Chronus, but we did call you for a reason"

"And that would be?"

"This anomaly right here", called an Observant Scribe from another screen, he was scrutinizing a parchment he was holding up, "it was not archived-"

"Let me see that"

A blur portal opened near the scribes face and Clockwork's hand plucked the parchment right into the Citadel.

The Time Master took one look at the paper and glared at the scribe, the poor thing cowered visibly.

"Did you bother to check or even read this? The end of the report specifically says that it's filed for an anomaly branching from the Bermuda Triangle, did you check tha-"

"Y-yes I did s-sir!"

"Check it again"

"Now Clockwork, there's no need to get riled up-"

Clockwork rounded on the Head Observant so fast the creature startled back.

"Don't tell me not to get riled up, you accuse and pester me on my day off no less and then have the audacity to doubt my work in front of my face?!"

He turned to the scribe, eyes dark and fangs showing, "Check. It. Again." The scribe nodded and disappeared off screen.

It took a few moments but the Scribe came back, pale faced and holding the other part of the report.

"I-I f-found it sir"

"Right where it was supposed to be, hmm?"

The scribe nodded, sweating, the Time Master was obviously mad at him.
When Clockwork opened a portal and passed back the parchment, the scribe flinched, expecting to be ended for his stupidity.

The Time Keeper sighed.

"I'm not going to hurt you, everyone makes mistakes, just...try not to make them when I'm sleep deprived alright? I have little patience for stupidity when I'm tired"

The Scribe nodded in awe of the mercy he'd been given, quickly he thanked Clockwork before leaving. With the Scribe gone the Time Screen was left blank.

Now that the Scribe was gone, Clockwork turned to the Head Observant.

"Is that all?", but before the Ocular Ghost could answer the Time Keeper cut him off, "good, now for every second of my time that you just wasted, I'm getting it back, which means it'd be greatly appreciated if you or any others would leave me be until Wednesday, got it?"

With that Clockwork ended the transmission. Placing a hand to his head he sighed, he didn't know if it was the hangover or just the Observants but his head hurt, so what did he do?

"Paaan!"

"Yes?"

"We have any more bottles?"

"Just one", she called from what he knew was his room.

"Pour me some"

"Clockwork..." her tone was chiding.

"What? I'm not planning on getting up till tomorrow afternoon"

"In that case I'm pouring you some-"

"Nocturne!"

"What? It's the last bottle anyway Pan, might aswell finish it"

"Fine, but no complaints afterwards!"

Clockwork chuckled at the two, easily teleporting up to his quarters only to hear Dan knock.

"Up for another drink Dan?"

"So no hope for 2017?"

"The bar has never been lower"

"Well fuck"

"He's just grumpy because 2016 wasn't all that good to him, have a little Hope Dan"

Nocturne rolled his eyes at Pandora, "ladies and gentlemen, the Guardian of Hope everybody"

"See told you, starting off bad already"

"Well it's still a new year Oldman"

"True", smirked the Time Ghost, "cheers"

All four lifted their wine glass.

"Happy New Years!"

AN/: Heyo! There a New Years drabble only four days after New Years, well I did it, so yay, next update should be another part for the pieces arc, should, today was the first day back at school and I already have three assignments and a quiz due Friday, why am I a Bio/Chem major again? Just ugh, but anyway Wednesday will still be an update regardless if it's a request or the Arc.

For the new fic I'm starting, it'll be called "The Eyes of Sin", as I mentioned it will be rated 'M' but I'll keep it as 'T' so you can find it, I won't change it to 'M' until it actually reaches that point, but I will put the warnings up for the chapters, just in case any of y'all wanna skip those parts.

Ok imma go start my assignments.

But anyway you guys know the drill, send me your requests, and I'll write 'em, ask me your questions and I'll answer them, send me your reviews and I'll smile like the little nut I am.

Love yall ^-^