Disclaimer: Yet again, I don't own anything. All I own is this nutsy idea -if you could even call it that- for a story. The girls own their respective selves, and the hot man-flesh characters are owned by the hot man-flesh actors. I guess I own myself. But I think my parents also own me.
Dark Borg Drone: (Blink- blink) Huh?
Lady Nicole Potter: Mmm… Van Helsing… Huh? Oh, sorry. Yeah, hotness. Took my time on this one, too, sorry.
Aussiesportstar: No, I wasn't. (smiles)
Rose-Eye-Blonde91: Alcohol… never had the stuff in real life…
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"Rubber baby buggy bumpers." Sara said slowly and carefully.
"Roober booby booggy boopers." Aragorn said. Everybody broke out into hysterics. He was horrible at tongue twisters. The others had their moments, but were generally pretty good.
"You said booby!" Paris shouted, tipping over on the couch onto his side. Everybody was still laughing.
"Okay, okay, here's another one. Aluminum linoleum." Sara added, barely under control. After saying it a few times, everyone was just saying 'alunninum ninolium.' Again, there were hysterics through the ranks.
"Unique New York, unique New York, you know you need unique New York."
"Have I ever told you about the time Aragorn and me got stuck in a book? It was mad."
"You have had waaaay to much to drink, Legolath." Aus said, smiling.
"No, really. We wath both sthqueezed in thar…" He tipped over onto Aus's lap, giggling like a little girl. Aus also started to giggle, and leaned over onto him.
"Moo-thic, anyone?" Ella asked, and 'walked' over to the stereo, putting in Dr. Demento, Weird Al, and Cledus T. Judd.
If you have ever listened to any of them, you know how fun it is to listen to when you are sober. Now, imagine when you are high off sugar and alcohol. Yeah, interesting.
Sergeant Keira and Ella were each sitting on one side of Van Helsing, who was sitting on the couch with an arm around each of them. Angie tapped Paris on the chest with the back of her hand and pointed to Van Helsing.
"Hey, Parith, he'th even more of a man whore than you are." Everybody laughed in a very drunken way, while the music in the background was singing, 'They're coming to take me away, ha ha, they're coming to take me away, ho ho, he he, ha ha, to the funny farm…' How appropriate.
Eventually, everybody passed out or fell asleep. Not were they were sitting, necessarily, but still…
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Wow, I am so sorry about not updating. Don't hurt me! (cowers)