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Never a Dull Moment

"The kitchen, the window in the kitchen," Jess shouted as he and Rory scampered around, shutting windows. It had been raining softly for most of the day, but the sky had just opened up and it was pouring in different directions.

"The one in the kitchen!" Rory shouted across the apartment as the rain blew through the screen at her face. The window slammed shut and she leaned against the counter.

Jess sighed. "That's all of them."

"I doesn't look like we'll be going in town for the New Year's celebration," Rory grumbled, grabbing a coffee filter out of the bag. "You want some?" she asked, peeling back the lid on the coffee canister.

"No, it's okay. Drink all my coffee." Jess smirked and kissed Rory on the nose. "We can follow Sully to Ben's New Year's Eve party."

Rory nodded and pressed the start button on the coffee maker. "That could be fun," she mused.

"Yeah, it will be," Jess said, opening the refrigerator door. He selected a can of soda and popped up the tab. They stood silently by the kitchen counter as Rory's coffee brewed.

"When's Sully getting home?" she asked, grabbing the mug Jess had set aside for her to use.

"Less than an hour," Jess said before taking a long sip from the open tab. "I'm surprised we got away with not working late on New Year's."

"Yeah," Rory agreed. "But you're working tomorrow, aren't you?"

"January first is just a day. Tonight's the big deal."

"Well, okay." Rory poured her cup of coffee and set the pot back on the hotplate. "What do you want to do before Sully gets back?"

Jess smirked in response.

"Perv. I know what you want to do." Rory stuck her tongue out at him and sat down at the kitchen table. Jess joined her after grabbing a bag of Cooler Ranch Doritos off the counter.

"We could just do this." He shrugged, undoing the bag clip on the Doritos. He spilled some chips out on a napkin and slid the paper over to Rory.

"Thanks," she beamed, biting off a corner of the triangle.

Sully burst through the door of the apartment with his sweatshirt pulled over his hair. The rain had soaked all his clothes and he was shivering. "Warmth!" he bellowed, flinging his body over the radiator. "You're so pretty," he cooed to the metal heater.

"Sully, that's not a good idea…" Jess started.

"Ow!" Sully backed away from the radiator clutching his arm. "Bad Sheila!" he scolded the radiator.

"Sheila?" Rory asked, squinting.

"He decided to name random objects in the apartment."

"Oh, like my mom does." She smiled.

"But they're all named after characters from Red vs. Blue and Adult Swim shows." Jess rolled his eyes. "You okay?" he yelled across the apartment to where his friend was dumping his wet clothes.

"Jess! Where are my pants?" Sully asked, digging through his bucket.

"Aw, jeez!" Jess whipped his head away. "Not on you, that's for sure."

"Where'd you put them?"

"Where did you put them? I'm not taking the blame because you can't find your clothes." He turned back to Rory as Sully rummaged around the apartment looking for his misplaced load of laundry.

"Never a dull moment," she said, sipping her coffee. She was already used to Sully leaving his laundry somewhere. Walking around the apartment in only boxer shorts no longer bothered her.

"Nope. Never a dull moment," Jess agreed.

Thunder clapped in the background and a bolt of lightning struck outside the window. "Are we going to be able to get to Ben's in this weather?" Rory asked as she peeled back a curtain to look out the window.

"It isn't so bad. We have umbrellas," Jess said.

"Umbrellas? There's lightning outside," Rory pointed out.

"Yeah, so?" Jess said. Rory sighed. "Oh, right. Metal." He turned back to the Dorito bag and crunched off half of the folded over chip.

"Success!" Sully hollered, emerging with his week's worth of laundry flung over his limbs.

"And yet, no pants," Jess said dryly.

"Don't you want to know where I found them?"

"If you're not wearing them, I don't care," Jess retorted, closing up the Dorito bag.

"Well, it's funny because…"

"No pants, no talking. New rule," Jess cut in.

"I didn't think to…"

"Ah," Jess stopped him in mid-sentence.

"…look in…"

"Ah," Jess cut in again.

"Dude, it's not funny anymore."

"Pants!" Jess exclaimed, snatching a pair from over Sully's shoulder and flinging them over his face. "Now!"

"I think he does that because it's funny when you're flustered," Rory chuckled, pouring herself another cup of coffee.

"So we have a few hours before we have to leave," Jess said. "What do you want to do?"

"We could watch a movie," Rory suggested. "I left my DVD case here before break. It's probably still in your room."

"Sounds good." Jess tossed his empty soda can in the plastic bag hanging on the doorknob. Rory joined him in his room and he moved a few articles of clothing around.

"I'm really glad you take such good care of my stuff," she ridiculed as he pulled the black zippered case from a pile of shirts.

Jess shrugged. "Sorry. I leave my shit everywhere."

Rory shook her head and sipped her coffee. "Sully's scatterbrained, but at least he cleans up after himself."

Jess smirked and set the case on his nightstand. "Come here," he said, pulling her arm.

Rory placed her coffee next to her DVD case and sat down on his bed. "You have to stop being so irresistible," she said before Jess pushed her back on the mattress.

"Oh, I do? That's news to me."

"Shush, you," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Jess nipped at her collarbone before pulling back. The clap of thunder seemed to shake the entire apartment. Rory sat up, completely aware of the storm outside the window. "It's getting bad," Jess said. The next clap of thunder sounded like an explosion, followed by a blinding shot of lightning that lit up the night sky. In that next moment, the power flickered out, leaving nothing by the slight fizzle of the cable box, and then complete silence.

Jess reached out to where he assumed his nightstand was. His cell phone wasn't going to provide ample light, but at least he could guide his way to the kitchen where the flashlights were stored in a drawer. His hand met contact with the ceramic coffee cup, knocking the scalding liquid over his other hand and the entire table. "Oh, fuck," he yelped, drawing his hand back.

"What?" Rory tried to adjust her eyes, but all she could see was black.

"The coffee," Jess mumbled, wiping his throbbing hand on his jeans. "I knocked the coffee over." Jess pulled himself off the bed and grabbed Rory's hand. "We can do this," he said under his breath, feeling for the doorway with his hand. His palm smacked into the closed door and he sought out the doorknob.

"Marco!" Sully yelled from the other end of the apartment.

Chuckling, "Polo!" Jess responded loudly.

"Marco!" Sully yelled again, sounding closer.

"Polo!" Jess yelled before smacking into Sully. Both friends screamed and toppled over, Jess dragging Rory on top of the pig pile.

Rolling her eyes, Rory sat up and brushed herself off. "Yeah, never a dull moment," she said under her breath.

The trio sat in silence as Sully played with the flashlight he was holding. He was illuminating his face by holding the light under his chin to distort his features.

"This sucks," Jess mumbled as the thunder cracked outside. He reached over and snatched the flashlight from Sully. "What are you, ten?" he snapped.

"No, I'm just trying to get my mind off how bad I need to pee." Sully snatched the flashlight back and started making hand animals on the wall.

"Then go to the bathroom," Jess grumbled.

"Can't," Sully said, waving the flashlight on the ceiling.

"Why not…?" Jess stopped short and stared at Sully's dark outline. "Oh, no, don't tell me that you still think…"

"Hey, man, it's a perfectly logical reason. There's water in the toilet bowl."

"We don't have a window in the bathroom!" Jess exclaimed.

Sully shrugged. "Mother Nature has her ways."

Rory tugged on Jess's sleeve. "What is he talking about?"

"Sully concocted this belief that if he went to the bathroom during a thunderstorm that he would be electrocuted from the window."

"Oh, right. Perfectly reasonable," Rory said sarcastically.

"Hey, I don't appreciate the mockery!" Sully started jokingly before he was interrupted by a clap of thunder. "Holy shit, that was really fucking loud."

It was the last clap of thunder for a while, leading them to believe the storm was finally over. Rory continued to huddle against Jess as the rain slapped against the windowpane.

"You think we can head over to Ben's now?" Sully illuminated his watch face. "Party starts in ten minutes."

"How is it that you're willing to go outside, but not to the bathroom?" Jess asked, lolling his head in Sully's direction.

Sully shrugged. "I'm a complicated person."

Rory grasped her soda cup as Jess drained the last of his beer. "That is…the last one," he promised, tossing the plastic cup in the trash.

She shrugged. "You want to drink? Go ahead and drink." His eyes were glassy as he leaned against Rory. "You're kind of cute when you're drunk."

" 's'all Ben's fault." Jess shook his head. "I'm gon' get a soda."

"Dude, how much has he had to drink?" Sully asked as he wandered over to where Rory was standing.

She shrugged. "I lost count after he and Ben decided they needed to do shots."

Sully chuckled into his beer. "Jess is a lightweight compared to Ben. You can't out-drink a six foot five college guy."

"What about you?" Rory asked. "You sound pretty sober."

Sully shrugged. "I'm Irish. Drunk comes after the whole keg."

"My mistake." Rory shook her head. "I've never seen him drunk before. Is he always this dopey?"

Sully spit his mouthful of beer back in the cup. "Jesus, yes. He seems like the "angry drunk" type, but oh, jeez." Sully tipped the cup back and watched as Rory studied Jess from across the room. "He's not going to remember anything, either."

She nodded as Jess walked over to them with another plastic cup. "Soda?" she asked, peering into the cup.

He drank the sweetened liquid and looked at Rory with glassy eyes. "Soda," he mumbled.

Sully shook his head and took the last sip of his beer. "Dude, you are so gone."

"Hey, I...I am right here," Jess said, stumbling a bit to the left.

Rory giggled and shot Sully a look. "This is blackmail. Do you have a recorder?"

"Sadly, no," Sully said. "But I do have a tape from one of our high school parties." He laughed.

"Don't show'er that," Jess said, reaching out for Sully. "And get o'er here so I c'n hit you."

"He's my little intoxicated toy," Sully cooed jokingly, pinching Jess's left cheek.

"Get back 'ere." Jess said, smacking the air.

"So much fun," Sully chuckled.

"Be more fun if you stopped movin' 'round."

"So hey, look, it's almost midnight," Sully said in an attempt to distract Jess.

He mumbled and threw his arm around Rory's shoulder and leaned against her for support. "You're too big to do this," Rory grunted, trying to distribute the new weight hanging on her shoulders.

"I don' think…that was nice," he mumbled, propping his chin on her shoulder. "You're pretty," he complimented, his voice taking a higher tone.

"Would he remember it if I drop kicked him?" Rory asked as she shifted Jess again.

"Not unless it leaves a mark. And even then, it's debatable." Sully shrugged and set his empty cup on the table.

"I dare you to kiss her at midnight," Jess said, pointing out a person to his friend.

"That's a guy, Jess."

"Looks like a girl."

Sully sighed. "Not from here he doesn't, considering that I can tell it's a guy."

"Kiss her." Jess pointed to a batch of girls, his finger wobbling between a brunette and a slender redhead.

"Which one?" Sully sighed, flipping a glance at the fellow redhead.

"The right one."

"The one on the right?" he questioned.

"Yeah, tha's what I meant."

Sully shook his head and watched the clock. "Two minutes."

"'Kay."

Sully turned to Rory. "You're staying tonight, right? Because I don't know if I want to handle hung-over Jess by myself tomorrow."

She nodded as Sully grabbed a breath spray from his pocket. He sprayed it twice in his mouth and shoved it back in his sweatshirt. "I'm goin' in."

"G'luck," Jess mumbled from his place against Rory's shoulder. He was starting to fade off, his eyes closing ever so slightly.

At midnight, Sully smooched the redhead and accepted a phone number and Rory smoothed back Jess's hair and was granted with a passionate kiss.

Sully pocketed the sticky note and shook his head at Jess. He was snoring softly on Rory's shoulder. "Okay, there. Let's get you home so you can throw up."

"Oh, goodie," Rory said.

"An hour, give or take, after he falls asleep. Then you really have to watch him or he'll go back to sleep in the bathroom." Sully unlatched Jess's hand from Rory's sweatshirt and heaved him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Years of practice," Sully said before Rory could say anything. "He's lucky he hasn't gotten any bigger."

Nodding, Rory grabbed their jackets off Ben's bed and left for Sully's apartment. Never a dull moment. It was apt to become their motto.