"Trish! Put your shirt on," Marcie gasped.

"Hell naw, it's a party!"

All the guys cheered, watching her dance around in a bra.

"Wow, those are nice," Schroeder laughed.

"No boys allowed in this bra, piano boy!"

"Baby!"

"Uh-oh, you're in trouble now," Linus teased.

"Right," Charlie added.

"C'mon! Look at them, plus I wouldn't and couldn't if I wanted to."

"I guess you're right, they do look nice."

"You sure, Frieda, have a closer look," she mashed her head in her cleavage.

"Oh my god! No more beer for you," Frieda yelled, laughing.

"Lucy, relax, how can you be so stuck up after that beer and shots?!"

"What, I'm good Trish, promise."

"Take your shirt off and dance with me!"

"Whoa now, she doesn't need to do that," he pleaded.

"Franklin… get your friend a shot, and get him folded! C'mere," she grabbed Lucy's shirt.

"Ack! Trish, no!"

She tried to fight her back, getting her shirt pulled off, yanking her off the chair-and-a-half, laughing, dancing with Peppermint Patty.

"Aye yo, Lucy ain't bad, bruh! Right Snoop?"

Snoopy gave him a fist bump.

"I really passed that up?!"

"Hey," Charlie and Linus yelled.

"Why aren't you girls topless yet, "Peppermint Patty asked.

"Because we're still sober," Patty replied.

"That's no excuse!"

"How can you let all these guys see your boobs," Frieda asked.

"Umm it's not like they've never seen tits before, all of us are fucking… well… not Chuck, but you've at least seen her tits, right?"

Everybody laughed.

"Huh? I guess not," she spun Lucy in front of her, to pull her bra up.

"No! I've seen them, I swear! God damn!"

Everybody, even Lucy laughed.

"I haven't seen them," Snoopy thought.

"Are they nice? Ow!"

Frieda socked Schroeder in the arm.

Charlie and Linus burst out laughing.

"I need something to make me forget that," Frieda got up.

"You okay, Marcie?"

"I'm okay, I guess. I've never seen her like this."

"You two wet blankets need to lighten up, nobody gonna turn on nobody, we all friends here, I thought we trusted each other better than that," Franklin scolded.

"Whoooooo," Patty shouted.

They turn to see Peppermint Patty and Lucy making out, Marcie jumps up, grabbing Peppermint Patty's shirt.

"Oh! Look at that, Chuck, my man, ain't that hot?"

"Oh my god," Frieda walked in.

"Ho, ho… whoooo," Schroeder yelled.

"Your girl is a lesbian now," Violet laughed.

"Patricia! Come here," Marcie waved her shirt.

"Crap," Peppermint Patty ran.

Everybody laughed.

"That was fun," Lucy crashed in Charlie's lap.

"Lucy, you got a bangin' body!"

"I know. You're too late," she kissed Charlie.

"She got you there," Linus laughed.

"What are you doing?"

"Pulling your shirt off," Lucy giggled.

"Shit, might as well," Franklin took his off.

"Yeah… I'm keeping mine on," Linus said.

"Good. Nobody wants to see your Seth Rogan dad bod," Lucy teased

"Dayum, ninja!"

Charlie laughed.

"Hey!"

"I wanna see it," Patty cried out.

Marcie chased Peppermint Patty back in the living room, she turned around, tackling her in to Violet on the couch.

"Fuck, Trish!"

They started making out in her lap.

"You sluts," Violet laughed, "leave me out of your kissing."

"No," they jumped up kissing all over her face.

"Aye, these girls are losing it," Franklin laughed.

Peppermint Patty puts her shirt back on.

"Hey, I was starting to like that," Lucy pouted.

"I can take it back off…," she started.

"No, nope, nope, nope," Marcie held her shirt.

"Looks like somebodies jealous," Lucy teased.

"OoOoOoOo," Patty added.

"You gonna put your shirt back on, Lu-Lu?"

"Why? You don't like my boobies out, are you worried somebody might take me from you? I love you, I'm yours, have some fun, Baby."

"Yeah, nobody is trying to ruin friendships, and nobody wants Lucy, we got ours," Franklin said.

"Thanks, Frank. Here, finish my drink, Baby."

"I like you, Lucy."

Everybody stares at Peppermint Patty.

"I mean… maybe it's the booze talking, but I've had a crush on you, and Chuck, but everybody knew that part. We'd probably have a fun, toxic relationship," a huge goofy grin on her face.

"I thought you hated her," Franklin asked.

"I hated how she treated Chuck."

"Marcie, did you know that," Patty asked.

"Yeah."

"Awwww, Trish; come to mama," she pushed her chest up, holding her arms open.

"Yeah, I'm a finish this, "Charlie said.

"I think I'll try a beer," Marcie got up.

"I'll join you," Charlie got up.

They both walked to the kitchen, hearing the "oh's" and such.

"I don't even wanna know what they're doing," Marcie rolled her eyes.

"Maybe we are just a bit stuck up," Charlie handed her a beer, "you've always been kinda reserved, way reserved."

"You're right, I'm always so stoic," she chugged at the beer.

"Wow… okay. You know she probably won't remember any of this. Don't be too mad at her, I know she loves you more than anything."

"Did you know we both had crushes on you as kids?"

"Yeah, actually," he opened and drank his beer.

"How did you feel about it?"

"Yall are both my friends, plus Trish scared me. I think we would've been fine, but what if it tore your friendship up?"

"I actually never thought of that. So you'd have picked her over me -jeeze, I think she might've spiked my soda- if there were no risk?"

"I guess?"

"My crush on you faded, Charlie."

"Charlie? You never call me that."

"Because I knew you wouldn't return my feelings, and I started really liking Trish," she blushed, "everybody calls us lesbians, but we're both bi," she stepped closer to him.

"Yeah, I know that."

"She still has a bit of a crush on you, you could probably take her from me," she chuckled.

"I doubt that."

"She's probably making out with Lucy again, she is beautiful," she blushed.

"Yeah, it's getting crazy," Charlie looked around, taking a swig.

"She can be so impulsive, ya know? I should let my hair down some… get this stick outta my ass. It's only fair, right? She can't have all the damn fun, right?"