A/N: This is a fun Mooby one-off about the graduation party at the ruins. I hated how that sequence was so glossed over! It could have made for so many hilarious moments- this is just one of them.

Warnings: Surprisingly none. Most of my fics don't have questionable stuff, unless you're squeamish about alcohol use

The party went on late into the night. Dancing, hugging, spray painting the walls, celebrating this stage of their young lives finally being over. Some of the boys even pulled out instruments and began playing an upbeat tune, causing the others to start dancing even more, made all the more crazy by the presence of a tune. By midnight, the Class of 99 were having the time of their lives and had downed way too many bottles of moonshine, especially Ruby!

She jumped up onto the canoe, singing loudly alongside the boys when she suddenly interrupted herself and turned to Moody. "Hey!" She yelled to him over the loud music. "You want to hear something hilarious?!" She grabbed his arm. "I'm in love with you!" They both started rolling from laughter.

"I love you too!" Moody yelled back, inbetween bouts of laughter. "I've loved you since I gave you that dumb handkerchief!"

Ruby started laughing harder, throwing her arms around him in a wild hug. Moody hugged her back, swaying to the music. Suddenly Ruby pulled away and grabbed his face, kissing him. The girls in the vicinity hooted at the sight. Moody broke the kiss and stared at her, the confusion surfacing despite the alcohol. "But, what about Gilbert?" he started ask, but decided against it. He'll ask her about it in the morning.

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Early morning came, and so did the hangovers. The half-drunk, exhausted students were strewn across the ruins, sleeping on against anything that was even vaguely solid; the ground was the go-to for the most of them. For Ruby, it was Moody. She was snuggled up against him, curled up into a ball, her head on his shoulder.

He had his arm wrapped around her shoulders and all was peaceful, until Moody's eyes popped open and he realized where was and who he was with. He tried to sneak away without waking her up, but that proved difficult, considering how she clung to him, even in sleep.

Josie walked by, rubbing her forehead because of the growing hangover headache.

"Josie!" Moody hissed to her. "Hellllppp!" Josie noticed their predicament and stifled a laugh. She came over and tried to nudge Ruby awake, but she wouldn't budge. Moody looked at her with a pained expression, and Josie tried again, but like the last time, Ruby did not move.

Josie cried out in frustration and was just about to go get a bucket of water from the creek, when Ruby stirred in Moody's arms, opening her eyes and looking up at him. The moment she met his eyes, she leapt back screaming. "WHERE AM I? WHAT'S GOING ON? WHY WAS I -?!"

Josie tried in vain to comfort her. "Just calm down," she said, grabbing her arms. "You were very drunk."

"DRUNK?!" Ruby shrieked, horrified. "But -" She paused, turning to Josie with wide eyes. "My mother said that when people are drunk they do strange things. WHAT DID I DO?!"

Josie and Moody looked at each other, warily. "You see, the thing is," Moody said, cautiously. "I don't quite remember, either."

Ruby cried out in horror, about to have a whole panic attack, when a tired Anne sitting under a tree interrupted. "Nothing happened," she said, glumly, hugging her knees. "As far as I saw."

"Oh, thank Providence!" cried Ruby.

"You remember everything?" Josie asked Anne.

"Uh-huh." Her friend replied, distantly. Anne stood up, dusting off her dress. "I should get home before Marilla worries."

"I most certainly should," Ruby said, in a huff, now less anxious and more embarrassed, glancing sideways at Moody.

"I should too," he said. He smiled at her. "See you around." She smiled weakly as the class parted ways, ready to go home and catch what few hours of sleep remained.