You're either gonna not like or like this chapter of super powers....................
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"THOSE IDIOTS!!!" Rahzell roared at Atomika who, even without Sandy's sensitive hearing, was finding Rahzell's voice annoying. "THEY'RE INSANE!!!"
"Nope, just Psymon." Atomika said, trying not to laugh at the look on Rahzell's face.
"Come on!" He snapped.
"What?" Atomika asked, bemused.
"We have to stop those idiots now!" Rahzell said as he walked out the door.
Atomika saluted him. "Yes sir!"
~*~
"Alex? Are you sure you're all right?" Nate asked, for the fifth time. Alex ground her teeth together while realising Nate was just being sweet.
"Yes, just go," Alex said, squinting into the distance. "Really, I'll be fine. In fact, I've gotta go," With that she raced off and crossed the line first.
Nate growled, "I should have known." With that he teleported over the line. Crossing the line third happened to be a very small and a very tired bee.
"Yay Zoë!" Alex said brightly to the bee. Nate could have sworn that the bee raised a leg... whatever it had in a 'fuck off' movement.
Zoë reappeared "Screw you." Then she collapsed.
~*~
"That was so much fun!" Kaori bounced up and down in the delight of coming first in her Big Air event; even Sandy couldn't find anything wrong with second. Psymon growled from the third place podium.
"Fucking bitches."
Sandy's head snapped in his direction.
Psymon shut up as Moby pouted.
~*~
"EVERYBODY SIT DOWN, SHUT UP, AND GET READY FOR A BOLLOCKING!" Rahzell yelled as soon as he reached the lodge door. J.P and Viggo looked at each other with what-the-hell-did-we-do look on their faces.
"Oh, anyone who isn't a freak can fuck off," Psymon said, catching the look. "It's the Circus that's in the wrong,"
Looks of understanding and comprehension dawned on their faces and anyone who was perfectly normal and their blood cells were perfectly human began to walk out.
"Hey Viggo, where are you going?" Psymon called after him. "I said anyone who's not a freak can fu-"
"STARK, SHUT THE HELL UP!" Rahzell raged. "WHAT DID I SAY?! WHAT DID I SAY?!?!?!?!?!? ARE YOU PEOPLE JUST INCAPABLE OF DOING ANYTHING THAT MAKES SENSE, AT ALL? I TOLD YOU, I TOLD YOU BEFORE THE RACE-"
"Actually, Rahzell, you didn't," Alex pointed out. "I believe you said, 'the rest of you freaks, no using your sup-' as Griff then pointlessly yelled something about pancakes you were cut off so no one heard your warning about using their powers. None of us actually have any 'sup' and therefore did not use any 'sup' because you told us not to. So stop yelling at us,"
Rahzell stuttered for second, then stormed out, shouting, "I NEED A NEW JOB!"
Alex looked very smug as the rest of the group turned to her. "How the hell did you remember that?" Moby asked.
"Simple," Sandy replied for her. "She's shared a few flats with me,"
"THAT'S IT, I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU LOT!!" They heard Rahzell's voice yell. Everyone turned to look at Psymon, who tried his best (and failed miserably) to look innocent.
"What did you do?" Elise asked in a tired voice.
"Me?" Psymon asked. "I didn't do anything,"
"Who did you blackmail into doing whatever it is you did?" Zoë asked
"Nate," Psymon replied. Everyone's head swilled to look at Nate, who was also trying (and failing) to look innocent.
"What?" he asked.
"What did you do?"
"Nothing," Nate replied. A yell was heard from upstairs, again. Psymon chortled evilly.
"He teleported out when Rahzell was having a go and poured a load of sticky toffee sauce all over Rahzell's chair and bed," Psymon said, cackling. Again, everyone's attention went back to Nate.
"He told me to!" he said, pointing at Psymon. The door banging open served two purposes: to cut off their conversation and to alert them that a very pissed off Rahzell covering in sticky toffee sauce had arrived.
He seemed so angry he could barely form sentences. "ALL-YOU-NO-RACE-VERY-LONG-TIME!!!!!" he yelled, then turned and stormed out again.
"Drama, drama, drama," Sandy said sarcastically.
"Does that mean we've been banned from racing?" Griff asked.
"Looks like it," Brodi said calmly. Marisol let of a stream of swear words in Spanish.
"I know what'll make you feel better," Moby said. "Let's go out and get drunk,"
"Oh good. All we need in our lives is more drama," Sandy replied. "No Griff, you can't come,"
Griff pouted.
~*~*~*~
Twenty minutes later, after suddenly realising that there was no way Sandy and Kaori could leave the house, and as Moby and Psymon being the circuits two biggest prats, they offered to get more alcohol-leaving Griff in a very happy mood.
Mac, Moby, Allegra, Viggo, Griff and Kaori couldn't drink anyway being in America and the drinking age being twenty one-another reason Moby hated America-so it turned out for the best. Brodi, meanwhile, had decided to only drink Pepsi out of cans he opened himself and hadn't left around, knowing that the words Psymon, alcohol and getting drunk didn't go well together.
Rahzell at this time had no idea what the competitors were planning as he had gone to bed early after taking four sleeping tablets, knowing full well that one would be quite enough. DJ Atomika, on the other hand, spotted Moby and Psymon on the way back and decided to join in, giving no regards to whether younger people couldn't drink.
"SPIN THE BOTTLE!" Marisol yelled two hours later. Everyone was pissed except Brodi-unfortunately for Psymon his challenge of spiking Brodi's drink was harder than he thought. Moby, meanwhile, was having the time of his life realising that no one-i.e. the girls were sober enough to tell him to stop looking through their clothes. The unfortunate thing for Moby was when he accidentally spied through Seeiah's clothing. He would never repeat what he saw and was quite glad at that moment he was pissed out of his head.
After three attempts, someone finally got the bottle spinning. It landed on Zoë, who was dared to sneak into Rahzell's room and steal his sleeping pills.
"Well-HIC-that's not too hard," Zoë said, before getting distracted by a squirrel outside the window and giggling madly at it.
"Butt-naked," Psymon said. Zoë stood up, swayed, grabbed the nearest drink and poured it into her mouth before pulling her clothes off. Griff's eyes were the size of plates.
Five minutes later and Zoë was in the 'danger territory' as Rahzell's room had been dubbed. She was finding it increasingly difficult to root through his room and stop herself from bursting out in hysterical laughter, or just fall over and wake him up in her drunken state.
The gits that were sniggering outside the door weren't helping much either.
She found her treasure and drunkenly stumbled back towards the door. Spotting some official looking files on her way out, she grabbed them and left, being careful to not slam the door.
And if those perverts on the other side of the door where looking forward to a good look, then they were in for a surprise.
"Maggie Thatcher?!" Moby exclaimed, horrified.
"Who the hell? And oh, fuck me," Psymon said.
"No thanks," Zoë/Maggie replied.
The game continued and more dares were dished out. Moby was dared to screw any girl in the room, but refused, therefore gaining the forfeit of having to kiss Mac. That was one sight that they wouldn't forget if they hadn't been drunk. Griff had to roll around naked in the snow-Sandy had been mean (and drunk) enough to comment, "Oh, look! Isn't he so sweet? Just look at the little thing!!!!"
"NATE'S TURN!" Moby yelled, when the bottle stopped spinning for the fourth time.
"I'm soooo hungry," Sandy said. "Nate, I dare you to go get me some sweet and sour chicken. From China!"
"You're on," Nate promised. "I can get Chinese faster than anyone! Ever!"
"Nu-uh!" Alex complained. "I am soo much faster!"
"Well, I'll get the sweet and sour chicken and you get the Chicken chow mein-HIC- deal?"
"I'm so gonna kick your ass," Alex said, before she disappeared with a rush and Nate disappeared with a cloud of smoke. Sandy coughed and waved her hand, trying to clear Nate's special effects.
"He better remember my chicken balls," she said. Ten minutes later, and they both returned at the exact same time, bags of food in their arms. Nate had one of those Chinese hats on and looked supremely smug.
"Got this from a little place just outside Peking," he bragged.
"Oh," Moby said. "Alex, where did you get yours from?"
"Chinese down the road," she replied, already going at the noodles.
"What took you so long?"
"Oh, there was this giant queue,"
"Oh, right," Moby said, and then started attacking the food with the rest of them.
After another drink, spin the bottle was back on, and Elise was running around invisible, floating things and scaring and awake sober people that happened to be around. Meanwhile, Alex and Sandy were still eating Chinese.
"Hey, Sand," Alex called out. "Ask me how the Queen of England is,"
"How's the Queen of Engl-?" Sandy started, but before she'd even finished the question, Alex had whooshed out the door and whooshed back in again, wearing a Bearskin.
"She's fine," Alex replied. Sandy snorted with laughter as a shout was heard from the group.
"Hey Sand! You, Kaori and Psymon have a joint dare!" Zoë shouted. "Alex, where the hell did you get that stupid hat?"
Moby clocked the hat and cheered. "Land of hope and glory . . .!!" he started singing, but was shut up by the pillows and empty Chinese containers that where thrown at him.
"What's the dare?" Sandy asked.
"To move Rahzell's entire room up on the roof without waking him," Psymon replied. "We need you and Kaori to fly the stuff up there. Me, I'm just the strength and brains of the whole operation,"
"I want it on the record that he said that!" Kaori shouted. "Rahzell is going murder us,"
"Yeah, but we're drunk and not thinking of the consequences. Plus, that's what makes it so fun," Psymon replied, running off in the direction of the official's room. Sandy and Kaori followed, as did the rest of the group, minus Alex and Moby.
"Love the hat, love," he said. Alex grinned at him.
"I felt a little homesick," she joked. "Took a very short trip to merry old England,"
"Isn't there, like, an ocean in the way?"
"When you're travelling at the speed of light you don't tend to care," Alex replied.
"Want another drink?"
"Hell yeah!"
They collapsed on the settee next to each other with a drink in their hand. Alex was still wearing the hat, but it fell off as she downed her bottle of WKD. Moby snatched it up.
"Heheh, I got you hat!"
"Oh, give it back, you bastard!" Alex moaned, and reached over to get it back from him. After a moment of struggling, they straightened out, Alex being victorious with the Bearskin in her hand.
"Hahaha," she panted. "I beat you,"
"Oh, come on," Moby said. "Call it a present from one friend to another,"
"Two things. One, do you know what I had to do to get this hat? And two, I don't see you giving me your Union Jack boxers," Alex said. After a second of thought, she added, "not that I'd want you to anyway,"
Moby grinned. "Well, you'll have to compensate me, then,"
Alex raised an eyebrow. "If you say so," she said, and then kissed him. Moby quickly got over the shock and kissed her back with passion. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip and she opened her mouth for him. Needless to say the big furry hat lay forgotten as they somehow made it to Moby's room without bumping into any of the furniture movers and locked the door behind them. His hand was pulling up her t-shirt and grazing against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Just as his hand touched the bottom of her bra, he pulled away suddenly.
"Wait, hang on a sec. Just how drunk are you?"
"Drunk enough to make me do this; not drunk enough at you should worry about taking advantage," she replied.
"That's the perfect amount," he said, before crushing his lips to her again.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"The strength and brains of this operation." Sandy growled. "The only place he's got strength and brains is his fucking peni-"
"Sandy!" Zoë called "Griff!"
Sandy growled, "I mean it would be so much easier for him to do it, he has super strength and Rahzell weighs a ton."
"You moan a lot about Psymon-san." Kaori commented.
"When you screw him you're allowed to." Sandy grinned wickedly as she moved Rahzell and bed to out of the door.
"Psymon get your ass here and help." She hissed.
"Yeah, yeah." Psymon replied walking back in with a smug look on his face when he picked up Rahzell with one hand.
Sandy and Kaori growled but followed him to the window. "O.K now me and Sandy-san will move him." Kaori said.
"Nice going squeaky, maybe you should be the brains of the operation." Psymon said sarcastically.
"Really!"
"No, you dumb-shit," Psymon replied.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Meanwhile in Moby's room more movement was happening than what was going on outside. Alex, who was totally pissed outta her head and Moby who was, well . . . his normal self, were currently having more fun than ever and Moby wasn't even using his X-ray vision.
"Wait, wait. We should think about this before we do anything," he said, and they broke away. For a second they looked anywhere but each other's face, breathing heavily.
"Ok, I've thought about it," Moby said, and Alex nodded in agreement, before they crushed their lips together again.
Now Alex, who would normally leave the shagging-of-best-friends-to Sandy, actually didn't care that Moby was trying to undo her shirt. Having grown up with the Brit she knew him almost better than anyone and even though she knew he had a thing for Zoë, she really couldn't care less.
Moby, who knew Alex better than this and would normally care what she thought, didn't. He was more interested in underneath her clothes and decided for once that he wouldn't cheat. With that in his head he ripped her shirt right off and threw it to the side of the room followed quickly by her trousers.
Unbuckling his belt was no problem and Alex was only satisfied when they were lying in a heap on the floor, Moby's shirt had been off long before that as Alex snaked her hands inside the rim of his boxers before throwing them off leaving him in the nude.
Moby carefully moved his hands around to her front were he slowly pulled down her underwear and then her bra. Even though he was drunk and totally out of it seeing his best friend naked was fun and he felt like a giggling schoolboy even though he wasn't.
Kissing Alex deeply and letting her run her hands through his dreadlocks, Moby pushed open her legs and entered her slowly hearing her soft moans and groans underneath him.
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