-The Spiked Punch Incident-


I stabbed at my cake. Once…twice…three times…

"Hey, settle down Mickey," Sarah said, taking my fork from me. I took her fork and began stabbing my cake again.

"…I'm gonna go…get you some punch…" she said, standing and walking away. I didn't watch her leave; I instead set my plate on the couch and stood.

This party wasn't getting much…better. I felt all awkward from earlier…and who had picked out this cake, anyways? ¾ of it was frosting! I hate frosting…

Sarah walked over, and handed me a glass of punch. She held another one in her hand.

"You okay, Mick?" She asked as we occupied the couch once more.

"I feel embarrassed…" I said.

"Not surprising," she laughed, and I mirrored it. I shouldn't feel embarrassed. It was a completely, natural thing. And…maybe David thought I liked him now…I took a sip of the punch…and squeezed my lips together. It was a bit…bitter, but I guess it was just a new taste after drinking soda all night. Sarah made the same face too, but we didn't say anything.

"Have you seen Ellie or Maggie?" I asked, taking another sip. After the first taste, it began to feel…normal.

"Yea…they're out on the balcony that appeared for 'stargazing'," Sarah nodded. I mirrored it. I blinked.

"Sarah…do you feel…funny?"


"What the hell is so funny?" Maggie asked, angrily, to the guys who had formed a huddle on the balcony. She and Ellie had been enjoying a talk till they all stumbled out there, drunk-like.

Red howled with laughter, apparently trying to answer her, but nothing.

"You guys are all stoned, aren't you?" She asked. They just kept laughing. "You're going to get dangerous and rape us, aren't you?" She asked, crossing her arms. They stopped and all looked at her, like lost children at the zoo. Tom even added the effect of tilting his head to the side.

"Frosty spiked the punch," Nathan said, simply with a shrug.

"Dude," Red said, hitting him in the stomach. Nathan wobbled away. Maggie and Ellie just noticed that all the guys had a cup of punch in their hand.

"Oh…no…" Ellie and Maggie chorused, and then ran inside.

There, Lucky, Ren, Sarah, and I were dancing and laughing crazily around the dance floor. There were empty cups of punch around the room.

"…they're drunk…" Ellie said, stating the obvious.

"Yea, sort of figured that," Maggie said.

"Want to go wander the castle and not get hurt?" Ellie asked.

"Uh…Spiffy, they're sort of…drunk, don't you think we should be helping them?" Maggie asked. Ellie shrugged.

"It's them or us, Maggie…and right now…they seem to be having a lot of fun…come, I want to go check out the astronomy tower…" Ellie said, beginning to cautiously walk along the side. Maggie sent an un-easy look towards us, but followed.


"I love you, Sarah," I droned, as we both stared at the ceiling while lying on the floor. Ren was nearby, shimmying with a lamp shade on her head and shouting, "Look at me, look at me!" Lucky wasn't too far off either, considering she was trying to climb up the banister. That's right, climb UP the banister.

Sarah and I were lying side by side on our backs, each with an arm around the others shoulder. I turned to look at her when I spoke before. She turned to look at me, now.

"Aw, I love you, too, Mickey," she smiled, and we turned on our sides and hugged. Ren shimmied by, now with a hula-hoop around her neck, a lamp shade still on her head.

"WOOOOO! WOOOOO! She's going for the world record!" Ren screamed, beginning to hop on one leg. Sarah and I looked at her for a moment, before we went back to looking at one another.

"How many did they have?" Nathan asked, turning to look at the rest of the guys. They were all huddled at one side of the room, simply watching us. Tom and Daniel had left to find where Ellie and Maggie had gone, since they had held back on the whole drinking thing. Well, in a way. No normal guy would pass down a tad of alcohol.

"Well, Ren had around…5 cups, Mickey and Sarah both had about 3, and…surprisingly…Lucky only had 1 ½ …it amazes me she's already climbing up the banister," Red nodded.

"This is so tempting…" Frosty muttered, rubbing his hands together as he watched Sarah and I. We had broken apart and were now playing steam roller.

"What is?" Nathan asked, falling back into their small huddle.

"Look…they have no idea what's going on around them…we…we could get them to do anything, I bet…" he said, looking at all of us. Ren shimmied over, walking again.

"WOOOO! WOOO!" She yelled in Nathan's face, and then spun away in circles. He blinked, shaking his head.

"Isn't that…bad, though?" Chris asked. He was sort of at the back of the group, remaining a bit…cast away.

"No, we won't do anything like that…just…have a little fun. Plus, they like…all totally love us," he said, matter-of-factly.

"…sometimes, Frost, you're a bit full of yourself," Nathan said, shaking his head. He looked around, and then some panic came over his face.

"No, Ren, it's a BAD idea to try and eat all the dip at ONCE!" He said, running towards the food table. The other guys laughed.

"Shall we?" He asked, looking at Red. Red nodded, but Chris remained in the corner. His eyes went to Sarah and I. We were facing each other again and had begun kissing each others cheeks and laughing hysterically. His eyes followed Sarah as she stood, and I stood after Sarah. We were both still laughing, and then I tagged her and began running away.

Her laughing stopped, and she began to chase me. As for me, I began laughing hysterically. Chris's eyes seemed to follow Sarah as she followed me, and then suddenly he became alert. He began running diagonal towards where Sarah was going, and then there was a clash as he slid to the floor. At the same time he slid, Sarah had tripped over a stack of empty punch cups that Ren was convinced looked like a castle.

Ren called 'HEY!', but no one seemed to notice or care much. However, Sarah, being as drunk as she was, had no idea what was going on till she was a few inches from the ground. She let out a small shriek, and then heard an 'oomph' escape her as she felt her head land on something soft…that certainly wasn't part of the dance floor. She opened her eyes, one at a time, to see her face muffled in a shirt. She looked up, and found that she was lying diagonally over Chris. He had slid to her rescue.


I paused to a stop near the top of the stairs, and Lucky flailed her fist at me from the bottom. I didn't notice much, though. Sarah had stopped chasing me, and I couldn't see her anywhere. I squinted my mouth into a pinch, and then sat on the stairs. Even drunk, I kept my legs together because I was wearing a skirt.

"Hello there." I jumped at the sound of a voice, even though I knew who it was. I suppose it was the style of entrance. David had chosen to lean down right next to me with his greeting, saying it right in my ear. It had surprised me at first…but…yea.

"Hi," I said with an overly large wave and a smile. He sat beside me, and I felt a large urge to just lean against him…sleep. I closed each of my eyes, one at a time, yawning a bit.

"Tired?" He asked, and I nodded. I took this time to lean against him, laying my head on his shoulder. He seemed a bit surprised, because his body had stiffened, but I didn't seem to mind. In moments, after nuzzling myself there, I fell asleep. I wasn't aware of what I was doing.


Lucky sighed. She was never going to reach the top. She plopped off, and began to wobble away. Red walked up behind her, and began to follow her. She stopped, and turned, but Red wasn't there. She blinked, and continued to walk. Red continued to follow. She looked back, and then became freaked out. She began to walk faster, and Red began to walk faster. She began to run, and he began to run. She screamed, and then felt herself lurch into a couch as Red tackled her about the middle. Both of them began cracking up, hysterically. Both of them were most likely equally drunk.

They both let out sighs of relief and breath at the same time, and then began laughing again. Though this would usually be an odd sign in the middle of a birthday party, everyone seemed extremely involved it what was happening with them…and not really with anyone else.


Morning dawned just as it would have any other day…sun poured in from the open doors that led to the balcony, and streamed across the garbage littered room.

The door to the room opened, and in walked four teenagers talking quite animatedly. But they all stopped dead in their tracks.

Ellie began laughing, looking at the site before her. Spread all across the floor was the rest of the group in poses that wouldn't usually be considered normal.

Frosty and I were still positioned at the top of the stairs, though I'm guessing as the night went on he fell asleep as well. He was now laying almost completely on the ground, with me practically all the way on top of him. My face was still nuzzled in his neck, my arms wrapped around his middle, his wrapped around mine.

Although Red and Lucky had both fallen asleep on the couch, they were not there this morning. They had rolled off, Red on the bottom, with Lucky hanging a bit off the side. His arms were sprawled crazily about his head, while Lucky had one arm and one leg on the couch, while the others were bent in openings along Red's anatomy.

Chris and Sarah, by far, looked the most normal. They were simply laying side by side, Sarah curled up into Chris's chest. His arms held all of her in a protective way, and both of them wore serene smiles. However, from sleeping on the floor, their clothes now held large stains of pink, white, and blue from cake frosting.

Ren and Nathan, lying on top of the refreshment table, had seemed to forget that food had been there. Ren, still wearing the lampshade (which now fell around her neck from being ripped), had managed to force Nathan's head inside of it so it fell around his neck, as well. They were both extremely close. Ren's clothes dripped with chip and vegetable dip, while Nathan smelled of the alcoholic punch. The bowl which the punch had occupied was now looped over the tops of their heads, making them look like smeared aliens.

The group of four, who had just entered, walked cautiously along the ground as to not step on any food. They were all still laughing, and almost wished they hadn't left the room the night before.

The silence was broken as Nathan shifted, sending a stack of fancy glasses to the floor. They shattered, and Ren and he both bolted up. The punch bowl flew to the ground, shattering as well. They both seemed very stoned at first waking, as if they were still sleeping. They then noticed where they were, what they smelt and looked like, and how close they were to each other.

"AH!" They screamed at one another, trying to jerk apart. The lampshade, which had seen much abuse already, didn't seem to want to break, however. They bounded back towards each other, their foreheads banging together in a rumble that didn't sound pleasant.

All the breaking and screaming had caused me to lift my own head. I blinked, rubbing my head, not remembering anything. But seeing Frosty right there wasn't comforting in the least. I didn't scream, but more so got really scared. Lifting myself away, I felt him hold onto me. He still had hold of my waist, and didn't seem to want to let me go. I sat there, my skin warming with a blush, as I tried to figure out how to break myself free.

Chris and Sarah were now awake, trying to move away from the refreshment table and themselves. The ground was littered with glass, and more kept adding as Nathan and Ren tried their best to wrestle themselves apart. Red and Lucky continued sleeping through this all.

"…what happened?" Sarah said, as she tucked her body on the bottom step of the stairs. Ren and Nathan were finally apart from one another, using one of the dinner knives left out to cut the lampshade. Chris now sat on the couch, avoiding the sleepers below. However, he had pushed Lucky's random body parts down to her level. I was still trapped, though I had the feeling Frosty was now awake. I kept trying to pull away…I didn't care if it woke him.

"Frosty spiked the punch last night, that's what," Maggie said, helping Tom, Ellie, and Daniel clean up the glass. Ren apologized to them.

"…he what?" I said, looking down at the male who slept beside me. He looked so innocent. Yea right…innocent as hell.

"Spiked the punch…they told us last night, but by the time we found out…it was too late. Looks like you guys had plenty of fun, though," Ellie winked up at me, and I blushed. I shook my fist at her, and then pried myself from Frosty's grip. Before, I hadn't minded much despite my efforts to get away. Now…well, now I just felt violated. I began down the stairs, my arms crossed, my head down in a huffy pout.

"Ass munch…" Sarah muttered, looking at the top of the stairs where he "slept".

"They were all in on it, I'm sure…the way they were huddled and laughing last night, that's how it seemed…" Maggie said, even glaring at Tom and Daniel. All of us looked a bit shocked, and then a bit pissed. Even though it's hard to predict someone when they're drunk, our personalities regularly should had predicted just how vulnerable we would be. The bastards…

I walked past Sarah to the door, and she followed. Ren followed, as well, and so did Maggie and Ellie. Ellie stopped by Red, prying Lucky loose. Even though Lucky hadn't known what happened, they didn't want to leave her there. Hoisting Lucky onto her back, piggy-back style, Ellie followed us out of the room. The door slammed with a giant, significant shake, letting the crystal chandelier on the ceiling shake and shatter.

David sat up, blinking, and looking around. He didn't have to ask what had happened…he'd heard everything. A small amount of guilt spread over his face, as he looked down at his hands. His empty hands…


We all sat around the lake, just us girls. Lucky was still asleep, and leaning against a tree which Maggie had climbed and was now reclining in. I hadn't asked where she and Ellie had slept the night before, but I guess it really wasn't our business.

Ellie was walking along the tide pool like area, making faces at whatever creatures she saw in the little pools of water. They only appeared in the mid morning, like it was now. Whatever was in the water did not like Ellie's faces, and kept splashing violently, soaking the bottom of her long jean skirt.

I sat on a large, flat rock, picking up pebbles and tossing them off into the shallows of the water. Ren was wading there, trying to rinse the punch smell and the dips from her clothes, skin, and hair. Sarah was beside her, wiping frosting from her cheeks and some spots on her clothes. They were talking, quietly, but I wasn't in the mood to really care.

I stopped throwing my rocks, and reclined back on the rock. The tree which Maggie occupied hung over it perfectly at this time of day, because the summer sun of mid July couldn't reach any part of the rock. I'm sure it would be able to, later, but it couldn't right now. Right now, and earlier today and last night, were the only things on my mind right now.

I picked at my pasty clothes, wrinkled and dirty feeling from sleeping in them. I wish I had even thought to change the room back to normal and grab some clothes, but I guess it didn't work that way, really.

Anger and an eerie calm seemed to be the only things that occupied my mind right now, as I stared up at the branches of the tree, spots of the sky beyond. Frosty was supposed to be a good guy…he wasn't supposed to take advantage of completely innocent girls, who were off guard and had no sense of reason whatsoever. I sighed, throwing a green colored pebble up and down in my hand. Tossing it up one of the times, it didn't come back down.

I didn't seem to notice then, either, so I grabbed another. It didn't come down either, and so I sat up to inspect…my head colliding with another's. Frosty's.

I wasn't in the mood to deal with him, so I abandoned my perfect rock and began to stalk my way back to the castle. The castle and it's grounds were big enough…I could find a place to get away.

"You can't stay mad at me forever," he said, following me. He was walking at the same pace as I, though I knew for a fact he could run and catch me easily. But he kept a few yards between us as I walked back up to the castle. I hadn't answered what he said, but he didn't seem to mind. I was walking too fast; I didn't want to waist my energy with talking.

"Wherever you go, I plan on following you until you let me apologize," he said. I paused, next to the statue in the middle of the courtyard, and then turned to look at him.

"Apologize?" I said, out of breath from going up the hill. My voice was heavy, and I was breathing incredibly now that I'd stopped. He nodded. "It's…going to be awhile before I let you apologize. You practically took advantage of me, how do I know…you didn't…do something to me?" I asked, leaning against the statue, catching my breath more.

"If I'd done something to you…then I'd know perfectly well that you'd need your time. I didn't do anything to you…not that I hadn't planned to…but when I sat next to you last night…" he said, rubbing the circumference of his wrist with his other hand, "…you fell asleep on me, nuzzled in my neck and everything. I couldn't do anything you."

My eyes were cast down. For some reason, I didn't want to believe him, even though I knew every word out of his mouth was true. I remember him popping up beside me after I'd climbed up the stairs…Lucky had shook her fist at me…I had gotten tired, and I did fall asleep beside him. I remember…

I still didn't want to believe him, though. I felt as if I needed to be angry with him, like what he had done deserved more a punishment. But it didn't, and I knew that.

"I'm sorry you got any intention that I may have raped you in your drunken sleep, but I didn't. I could never do anything like that to you. But I am sorry for having thoughts of taking a small advantage of you while you were drunk, and I'm also sorry for getting you drunk," he said. I still didn't look at him…

Before I knew it, he was before me, hand poised beneath my chin to make me look up at him. I felt like I was trapped inside a romance novel as the summer winds played with our hairs and entangled them in one another.

"…apology…accepted…" I said, my mouth hanging open even a bit after those words. He began to come closer…and I began to get afraid. Suddenly, I didn't want this to happen. I didn't want anything. Where my arms had secured themselves on his forearms, I subjected pressure…pushing him away. I shook my head, turned away, and ran into the corridors surrounding the yard. He didn't follow, but stood there. I didn't look back once, not to see as his eyes dropped to the ground, shadowing his pain.