Virginia was the first to awoke on the hotel room floor with a blanket thrown over her. As soon as she moved, she found her stomach lurching.
She put her hand to her mouth and stumbled to the bathroom to empty the contents of her stomach into the toilet.
When she finished, she realized she actually knew where the bathroom was and slowly looked around the white tiled room to take it in. Her head was spinning as she slowly climbed to her feet and looked in the bathroom mirror.
Half her make-up had been smeared along the side of her face. Virginia smirked at the disarray of her hair and make-up and turned on the sink. She cupped her hands under the running water and let it pool in her palms. She splashed her face and began removing the make-up with a towelette that sat nearby.
"UUUUGH! I'm so hungoveeeerr!" Came a familiar voiced shrill from the next room. Virginia wiped the last of the smeared mascara away from her eyes and made her way out of the bathroom.
In the bedroom were two beds. In one bed, was a sickly Kai, whose hair was matted and curled off to the side. She was stretching over her head, while next to her, was a sleeping Dr. Grey.
Kimball was in the other bed, her mouth agape with drool running off the side. Carolina was fast asleep at Kimball's side.
"I'm hungover, too." Virginia admitted with a sheepish laugh. Dr. Grey slowly groaned, stretched and sat up in the bed. Carolina stirred awake and quickly sat up, as if she forgot where she was.
"My goodness, last night was wild!" Dr. Grey giggled and glanced at Kai. "I did not know you were such a great kisser."
At this moment, Kimball seemed to wake and slowly rubbed her eyes.
"W-What...?" Kimball asked as she wiped her chin of the left over drool. Kai giggled and hopped out of the bed, still wearing her outfit from last night.
"Oh yeah, we made out." Kai winked before going to the mini fridge in the room and fetching a water bottle.
"And... Tucker would be fine with that?" Virginia asked with a smirk. Kai laughed as she unscrewed the bottle.
"Um, yeah! I just have to give him all the details later. He's a cool husband." Kai put the water bottle to her lips and began to chug.
Virginia shrugged as her and Kimball exchanged glances. Dr. Grey crawled out of the bed and stood. Carolina murmured to herself as she rubbed her temples, and then swung her feet off the side of the bed.
"I need some breakfast. I have to admit, I'm hungover."
"Same," chimed the rest of the girls in unison.
"Hey... where's Caboose?" asked Kimball. Everyone looked around the room; not finding the familiar blue buddy.
"Oh God, did we leave him somewhere?!" Virginia gasped as she put her hand to her mouth. The hotel room door handle suddenly clicked and Caboose came walking in, carrying a few boxes in his arms.
"Oh! Good morning, sleepy heads!" Caboose beamed.
"How are you so... bright-eyed and bushy tailed?" Kimball groaned as she held the side of her head. Caboose blinked, looking confused.
"I... I think you're seeing things. I don't have a tail."
"She means you are wide awake." Dr. Grey explained. "You don't look sick."
"Why would I be sick?"
"You drank as much as we did." Kai explained. Caboose sat the boxes on top of a table and opened the top one.
"I don't get sick from drinking." Caboose explained and fetched out a chocolate-covered donut and took a bite of it.
"That's quite the super power." Virginia chuckled as she went over to the box to fetch a donut for herself. "I wonder how the rest of the boys are feeling."

Simmons woke up with a groan. His heavy eyelids fluttered open as he slowly picked up his head. Suddenly, he smacked his head against something with a heavy thunk.
"Ow! Dammit!" Simmons winced and looked up, seeing a faucet over his eye. He craned his neck and blinked his eyes into focus before coming to the realization that he was in a bathtub.
He groaned in pain as he grabbed the porcelain side and wiggled his way out of the tub. His head spun from the amount of alcohol that he had the night prior.
His shirt was unbuttoned and one of his pant legs was partially wet. Simmons secretly hoped it was from the bathtub and not something else...
He stumbled out of the bathroom, groaning and rubbing his sore neck. He realized he slept in a weird position and craved for a massage.
Simmons stood in the bathroom doorway and looked out into the massive hotel suite. There were four king size beds; two on each wall. There was a bar with a fridge on the adjacent wall facing him and a large screen television that hung in the middle.
Scattered around the room were the motionless bodies of the drunkards.
Donut was in one of the beds, laying next to Grif. He had his head cuddled into Grif's shoulder. On the other side of Grif was Tucker, but Tucker was laying down by his feet.
Wash was on the next bed, his leg and arm dangling off the side. Sarge laid still in the middle and grumbling in his sleep. Doc laid on the other side of Sarge, hugging a pillow to his body.
Nevada laid in the bed across the way, sleeping in a dramatic pose. His leg was kicked up and over the stomach of Oregon.
Michigan was in the last bed, sleeping on his belly and his head under a pillow. Ten was next to him, sleeping on the opposite end of the bed with a pillow hugged to his head.
Simmons hid his chuckling and pulled out his cellphone to snap a picture of everyone.

Virginia heard her cellphone chimed and went to her purse to pull it out. She gasped, followed by a laugh as she went through the pictures that Simmons had sent her.
"What's so funny?" Kai asked as she looked over her shoulder. Virginia turned her screen towards her.
"Our men look rougher than we do."

Simmons went to the bar and found a coffee pot sitting on the shelf. He took it and began to brew up some coffee. As he rummaged around the shelves, he failed to stay quiet and everyone began to slowly wake.
"I'm dyiiiiiiing." Grif groaned. He suddenly noticed Donut's head on his shoulder and yelped. "Get off me, Donut!"
"Don't be so mean! Grumpy pants." Donut smirked and rolled out of the bed. Grif noticed Tucker's feet by his face and grimaced.
Tucker sat up in bed, groaning. His hair was covered in glitter and a red blotch was smeared across his cheek.
"Oh man... what the Hell happened last night?"
"My head feels like it's in the grip of a bear trap." Sarge groaned as he sat up. Wash rolled out of the bed and hit the floor with a heavy thud!
"Geez, can't handle your liquor, can you Wash?" Nevada snickered as he helped Wash to his feet.
"I-I'm... fine." Wash said as he patted Nevada's chest. Wash still seemed drunk.
"I need an Advil." Doc whimpered as he went over to his bag.
"One for me, too." Simmons whined as he poured the hot brewed coffee into a mug. Doc emptied a pill into his palm before tossing it to Simmons.
"Those strippers loved us." Tucker smiled, dangling a beaded chain around his neck. "I like that they toss these beads out. It was like Mardi Gras."
"You've been?" Grif inquired as he crawled out of the bed. Grif stood in his boxers and a T-shirt, and began to search the room for his clothes.
"Yeah. A few times when I was living on Earth. I went right before I enlisted." Tucker said. "Many, many drunk times." Tucker said as he reminisced.
Sarge went up next to Simmons and gave him a pat on his upper back before grabbing a coffee mug for himself.
Simmons smiled and took a sip of his coffee.
"With all due respect, Sir... you look like Hell." Simmons smirked as he lowered the mug. Sarge shot a glance at Simmons as he finished pouring his coffee.
"Doesn't he always though?" Grif said from the opposite side of the room.
"Can it, meat shield." Sarge called out over his shoulder before taking a sip of coffee.
"I think we need to get some breakfast. Everyone's grump this morning." Donut said as he stretched his arms over his head.
"How are you not feeling like shit?" Grif asked as he looked under the bed for his missing pants.
"Because I know how to drink in moderation." Donut beamed as he yanked off his shirt and began to change.
"Geez Donut, there's a bathroom." Tucker said as he blocked Donut's nude body with his hand.
"There's nothing wrong with the human body! It's beautiful." Donut pouted before shuffling into the bathroom.
"There's only one body I want to see...," Tucker mumbled. Grif stood up and huffed as he threw his hands out.
"Who's seen my pants?!"
"Hmmm..." Simmons put the coffee mug down and began to think. "I don't remember what really happened when we got back to the room last night."
"I think we all crashed and burned." Ten commented as he went through his belongings to change his clothes.
Wash snickered playfully.
"What's so funny?" Oregon asked Wash as he buttoned him his own shirt.
"I took 'em." Wash said.
"Took what?" Doc asked.
"Grif's pants."
"You WHAT?!" Grif snapped.
"I took 'em." Wash repeated. Grif hustled over to Wash and stared into his eyes.
"What did you do with 'em?!"
Wash swayed a bit and made the face of someone pondering. He rubbed his chin and looked off to the side.
"Mmmm..."
"Weeeell?" Grif pushed on with his questioning. Wash began to snicker.
"I put them up the flag pole."
"...you fucking did not."

All the men stood outside on the sidewalk, staring up at the flag pole. At the top of the flag pole was a bright yellow flag that had the symbol for the Vegas Quadrant (the letter 'V' with a crown). Flapping in the breeze right below the flag was the pants that Grif had worn last night.
"Yep. Those are my pants." Grif said, wearing a fuzzy bath robe to hide his lack of clothing.
"That. Is. Fantastic." Simmons chuckled before snapping a picture of it on his cellphone.
"When did you sneak out and do this?" Oregon asked Wash.
"When we got back and everyone fell asleep." Wash admitted before sipping on a water bottle. He was gifted the water bottle last night from one of the strip clubs they attended. It had the silhouette of a female while sitting on a heart.
"That's hilarious." Sarge smiled and patted Wash on the back. "Good job!"
"I hate you all." Grif said before stomping away into the hotel with his middle finger in the air. After Grif was out of sight, everyone turned around and gave a salute to the flapping pants.

The girls, along with Caboose, found a restaurant and sat in the outdoor patio section and devoured their breakfasts.
"Last night was craaaaazy." Kai said as she went through her cellphone. "I got a lot of good pictures!" She began to laugh.
"I remember the dance club, and all the shots we took..." Carolina said as she took a bite of bacon.
"Yeah. And we made out." Kai added.
"Wait. What?!" Carolina blushed as her eyes bugged out.
"Yeah, don't you remember?"
"Who did you not make out with last night?" Virginia asked as she sipped her tea.
"You. Caboose." Kai said and scooped up a fork full of scrambled egg.
"...And me, right?" Kimball added as she pointed to herself. Kai tilted her head.
"You don't remember, either?" Kai asked before laughing. "Man, you girls are lightweights." Kimball blushed and hid her face in her hands.
"We were dancing all sexy like and grinding up on each other and we just started kissing." Kai explained. Carolina held her hand up to Kai.
"Don't. Just stop." Carolina sighed and stared up at the sky. "I don't want to remember." Kai shrugged and ate at some more of the scrambled eggs that were sprawled out before her. Virginia chuckled to herself.
"Well, I appreciate all that you ladies and Caboose have done for me. Last night was fun."
"Yeah, it was!" Caboose grinned as he ate at some of eggs.
"Caboose was a real win with the ladies last night." Kai said as she showed a picture on her phone of Caboose sitting down and a grouping of ladies surrounded him. Each lady was smiling and either kissing him or putting their hands on him.
"Right?!" Caboose gasped. "And I got so many phone numbers. I'm going to have to make a lot of phone calls. I don't know who to call first, though?" Caboose pulled out the wad of various papers from his pants pocket. "Tanya? Alisha? Carrie? Morgan? Or maybe, Tiff?"
"I will never drink like that again." Carolina vowed as she rubbed the side of her head.
"But where's the fun in that?" Kimball elbowed her side, smiling. Carolina rolled her eyes and shot her a look.
"Enjoy it while you can!" Dr. Grey said as she drank some orange juice. "But anyway, cheers to Virginia and Simmons! May your love last for an eternity."
Everyone grabbed their drinks and saluted with Dr. Grey.

The grouping of men sat at a long table, eating their breakfast and nursing their hangovers. Grif had to purchase a pair of pants and was wiggling in the chair, trying to adjust to the newness.
"I need to break 'em in." Grif would grumble as he shot a glare at Wash from across the table.
"This food is phenomenal." Simmons commented as he patted his stomach. "I feel a thousand times better."
"Yeah, I feel alive again." Tucker chuckled. "Man, you should see these pictures Kai sent to me."
"Stop showing my sister's nudes!" Grif snapped.
"No, man. Not those pictures." Tucker glared. "We're married now. Only I get to see her naked... and the old perverts on the internet who pay for 'em."
Grif groaned angrily and covered his ears, pretending not to hear.
"So... Simmons. Cheers to getting engaged!" Donut said, trying to change the conversation.
"Thanks, Donut. I appreciate all you've done to help us." Simmons gave a smile and nod to his friend in pink.
"Yeah, she's a good woman. Take good care of her." Ten gave a nod under his cowboy hat. "Or she'll rip out your heart and show it to ya."
Simmons laughed nervously.
"Y-Yeah...? Like... did they teach you that when you become Freelancers.. or something...?" Simmons continued to chuckle.
"Hmm... they taught that to us on... what? The second or third day of Freelancer training?" Ten said as he looked to Nevada confirmation.
Nevada, with his mouth full of food, held up three fingers.
"Oh, that's right. The third day." Ten said and sipped his coffee.
Simmons continued to chuckle nervously, unsure of how to respond. He gulped down his nervousness and smirked.
Inside his head, he made a mental note to never make Virginia mad.