Birthday in Vegas Pt. 2 or "The Awkward Search Party"
12:20 A.M.-1:45 A.M.
The clock read four o' clock in the morning when Seven woke up. At first he had a blinding headache as blood rushed to his head but that soon passed. His vision soon cleared and he realized he was tied upside down. He hung from ceiling hence the blood rushing to his head. He quickly untied himself and looked at the clock. He had read it upside down, and the actual time was 12:20 A.M.
According to his body clock he was asleep for an hour and a half. He tasted something in his mouth. The aftertaste of….
"Jelly Babies?" he said out loud. "Actually, jelly babies dipped in vodka," admitted a sheepish voice. Seven turned around to face Six.
Six wore the blue variation of his outfit but his shoes mysteriously were gone. By the way he was standing; Seven could safely assume that he was drunk.
"S-sorry we left you hanging there S-seven," Six slurred. "But Four and I got c-carried away with the c-carrot juice…"
"Wait, you tied me up?" asked Seven. Six looked at him strangely. "Yes, but you asked for it. You said you wanted 'to show the the gods of R-ragnarok who's boss.' Don't you remember?" mimicked Six, complete with rolling an r. Seven thought for second. "No, the last thing I remember was you locking the TARDIS."
Six laughed. "You've forgotten everything in your last incarnation? I can see why, since this was one wicked party. You got tied up, we all got drunk, I lost my underwear, and Four- wait, where is Four?" They both looked around the bar. It was empty with no sign of Four except for an occasional jelly baby on the floor.
"Maybe he went to the casino across the street," suggested Seven. Six sighed. "Maybe he did. Come on!" he said as he opened the door. When they walked onto the street Seven noticed that in the square Eight was dancing around, with only a blanket covering him. It certainly left nothing to the imagination.
Six noticed Seven gaping at Eight and said reassuringly, "Don't worry. He's been doing that all night." How that was supposed to be reassuring, Seven didn't know.
When they went into the casino they instantly saw that Four was here. Jelly babies were on the floor, nailed to the walls, in the fish tank, even in the toilet, as Six realized sometime later. There was no one here except for Two and Three, who were arguing as usual. This time it was about the casino machines.
"We should try the one over there," said Two as he pointed to machine in the back. "This machine is perfectly fine," argued Three. "We haven't hit the jackpot for three hours now!" argued Two back.
"And we won't hit it there either," retorted Three. "Alright, if you won't go I will!" Two started to walk away but then turned around and asked, "You do still have money on you, don't you?" Three sighed. "You wasted your money didn't you? I knew it! You're not having any of mine!"
"Please?" Two begged. "No. The last time I gave you cash you wasted it on a new recorder. It didn't even work!"
"Alright then I'll just get it myself," Two said as he made a grab for Three's wallet. Three moved out of his range and said angrily, "If you touch my cash again I'll-" and what followed were some nasty curses in an alien tongue.
Two stepped back. "Alright, I'll go! You don't have to twist your knickers in a knot about it." Two went to the door and noticed Six and Seven. They had worn faces of amusement throughout the argument but their faces fell when the curses flew out. Two found them openly gaping at Three. Two waved his hands in their faces, yet they still stared at Three. "Hello, little hobo in the room, can you hear me?" he yelled. That got them out of their daze.
"Sorry, have you seen Four lately?" asked Seven as Six sneaked off to the bathroom. "Yeah a while ago, why?" asked Two. "We're looking for him, do you know where he went?" questioned Seven while fiddling with his question mark umbrella.
"He spoke to Three mostly, I don't think we should talk to him in the mood he's in," Two said. Seven put a hand on his shoulder and steered him toward Three. "Don't worry; he won't attack you when I'm here."
"Are you sure about that?" muttered Two. Three had noticed them by then and said to him, "So you're back."
"Do you know where Four is?" asked Seven, taking charge of the conversation. "No. All he did was talk to me briefly and give me this," Three said as he held some underwear. Six was back by this time and he exclaimed, "That's mine!" as he snatched the underwear from Three's hands. Three snickered. "Really, blue?"
"It matches the outfit," Six grumbled. "Now all I need is my shoes." They all looked down and realized they didn't have shoes either. Suddenly Two muttered, "So that's what they were."
"What?" asked Seven, who overheard him. "Come on!" Two exclaimed as he led them all outside and down the street. "Why are we here?" asked Three, who was now irritated.
"Look up," was all Two said. They all looked up. Above them was a clothes line that hung all of their shoes, from the First Doctor's to the Eleventh's.
"It certainly was 'one wicked party'" said Seven.