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Chapter 2: Ring Around the Rosies
Starfire grabbed another of the silvery cans. It glimmered in the dimming light of the kitchen.
The tower was vacant save for her. She couldn't remember where the other Titans had gone to… but then did it matter?
She crunched the cylindrical object in her hand until the liquid started seeping out. Eagerly, she raised it above her, so the liquid would drip down into her mouth. She lapped at it, as some dripped down her chin.
At first it had seemed bitter and Starfire had been unwilling to continue.
But then a flighty sort of feeling filled her insides. It brushed her mind, lulling it into a passive state. She liked that.
She couldn't remember the heartache. She didn't remember pain... or how to cry.
Starfire could only image this was how Raven always felt. It was blissful.
The drink was tough going down, but took immediate reaction to her body. Starfire hiccupped, the can falling from her hand. Her breath was heavy, and smelled deeply of the drink. She pushed away from the counter to search out another.
She couldn't let this feeling fade, it was too lovely.
After stumbling in her high top shoes, the Tameranian quickly pulled them off. In the process, she tipped her weight and crashed into the ground. But it didn't hurt. Nothing hurt. Her shoes slid off but the girl couldn't find the heart to care.
Dazed, Starfire sat on the floor a few seconds trying to remember why she wanted to get up…
Oh yeah.
She pushed herself up on wobbly feet and moved over to the opposite counter. There- way up near the ceiling, just barely visible, were more of those shiny cans. Only the light playing across the room had alerted her that there was something there at all.
Starfire heaved herself onto the counter (knocking an assortment of items off in the process). She should just grab them all... it was getting too hard to get back up to retrieve one can at a time.
Finally on the counter, she kneeled to steady herself, before fully standing. Her legs felt like jelly and it was funny. Grinning goofily she reached up for the few cans left.
How many had she gone through? There had been at least…she counted on her fingers… more than her two hands.
Starfire hiccupped again, her fingers gracing a smooth surface. She pressed closer to the cabinet to pull the cans off the shelf. Reaching… just a little more…
It turned out those left were attached. They came down past her with a satisfying crash on the floor below. The liquid oozed out onto the floor. Unfazed, Starfire jumped down from the counter. She landed ungracefully and tumbled into a sticky puddle of the liquid.
She found this incredibly funny and began hysterically laughing between choking hiccups. The girl rolled over so she was lying on her stomach before taking a large lick of the liquid. It bit her tongue and smoothed down her throat. She licked her lips.
The drink was making mesmerizing shapes alone the floor crevices and she traced them with her fingertips.
She wondered how the titans could keep such a delightful substance hidden for so long. For shame! Did they not want her to feel bubbly and wonderful?
Did they not want to share?
She had never known there was anything more pleasing on the terran planet than mustard!
Her thoughts shut off abruptly, leaving a sort of vast quiet.
After a few minutes, Starfire groaned boredly.
So what was she to do now that all the canned wonderment was gone?
Starfire tried a few minutes to push herself up, but the puddle was too slippery. She rolled over a few times to the dry side of the kitchen. The movement made her world whirl so fast she had to lay still a few more minutes.
When everything had calmed, she grasped the counter to help pull herself to her feet. In the process she pulled off two-drawer handles that clattered to the floor carelessly.
Still smiling, she stumbled into the living room. The couch looked so inviting now. So fluffy and all consuming…
Starfire wasn't seeing right. Things bobbed and moved erratically as she walked. She smiled stupidly still, reeling right then left in her venture to the couch.
She tripped over some kind of game station control and met the floor once again. Giggling, she rolled over onto her back.
She could see a few ceiling panels as the last of the daylight faded. They blurred and moved animatedly. Oh what fun it would be to be them. Dancing around without a care…
With sudden inspiration, she jumped to her feet. Yes, she should dance.
Moving semi-sluggish she twirled, the world zooming around her like a typhoon. She spun and twirled, moving to the side occasionally.
Around and around…
Flippantly, dizzily, and spun. Faster and faster, the momentum keeping her feet under her.
"Ring around the rosies" She cried, as everything became maddening. She felt light-headed and sick. Her stomachs were rising up against her...
But she couldn't stop. The lullaby Beast Boy had taught her broke from her lips.
"A pocket full of posies." She rasped, swaying with the spinning. Oh where was her lovely vacation? How had it become so vicious?
"Ashes! Ashes!" She threw her hands above her head, her hair whipped round and round.
Her steps faltered and she careened to the side until she hit the hard glass of the front window. "We all fall down." She murmured and slid to the floor.
A small laugh escaped, a drunken smile dying on her lips. She hit the floor painfully, toppling over.
Everything jerked back and excelled for a brief moment.
And then the world collapsed.
So these will be a series of one-shots. Mostly horror. No real continuity.
Oh, this was the effects of alcohol on Starfire. Poor girl, please review.
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