Brad woke up just like any other morning, only he didn't remember going to sleep. He stretched, however his hand hit something soft and…fleshy…
"*yawn* Good morning, Brad. Sleep well?" Brad's eyes opened wide. He knew that voice. He looked to the side of him to see his worst nightmare: Jack Sisco… lying beside him…uh, naked? What was worse, Brad was too…
Brad screamed as he sprung to the floor in an attempt to locate his clothes.
"Um…Brad?
"What?!"
"Do…you remember what happened last night?"
"Do I want to know?"
"I seriously don't know, but the evidence isn't very pleasing…"
Brad and Jack looked around the room, then at each other. It seemed like hours before one of them spoke. It was Jack who broke the silence.
"So…ya wanna go get some coffee?"
"Sure." They finished dressing.
"Um…Brad?"
"What now?"
"…those are my pants."
"…What were they doing with the rest of my clothes!?"
"I don't know…"
"Agh!" Brad pounded his fist onto the bed.
Sounds from the TV were blaring even in the computer room where Brad was researching a certain cute, hard-shelled mammal.
"Hey Jack, I found your family photo album!" Jack scrambled to the computer screen in utter excitement. Then his face fell and he gave the Heero Yuy death glare ™. Brad was on the picture gallery at Dilloscape.com (a site about armadillos) Brad laughed.
Y'know, you have your father's nose!" he said pointing to one of the pics. Jack kicked him in the shin.
Later Jack walked into the computer room where Brad was still on the PC. This time, however, playing games, namely, "You Don't Know Jack" vol. 3."
"What's this?" Jack tapped Brad's shoulder.
"…a game."
"What's it called?"
"You don't know Jack."
"No I don't."
"…baka."
"What's so great about I-…" Jack was cut off by the sound of creepy music and "It's time for the Jack attack"
"Brad! It's out to get me! Hide me!" Jack crawled under the desk while Brad just rolled his eyes and continued playing.