Chapter Thirteen: Something's Not Right

X-Michael's POV-X

"Woo! That was so much fun, eh?" Lily hiccupped.

She might have had a drink more than me; like only one though…or two…or five.

Okay I give! The woman was a little drunk and I took her to a hotel for the night. It was the only right thing to do at this point and time. And besides, I already called Sasha up to tell her about it.

Lily then accidently tripped and fell to the floor. I ran over to pick her back up and then see if she was okay.

"Whoa are you alright Lily?" I asked concerened.

Though she was...laughing. Strange.

"Yeah, I'm o-kay." she giggled.

"Don't you think we should be getting to bed?" I suggested.

"No way, we could so stay up just a little bit more." She let out another hiccup.

I ushered her towards the big white bed. "Come on, we'll be sleeping together."

I helped her onto the bed. "Are you hot?"

Usually when people get drunk or even buzzed, they start burning up. So I didn't even think of putting any covers on her.

"Yeah a little bit." she said.

Without asking, I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off. Her peach, skin-tight top joined her pants on the floor.

I blushed madly at the sight of her lime green lingerie. Damnit Michael! Get a hold of yourself man! I shook my head to ban away the perverted thoughts that lurked inside my mind.

"What? It's nothing you haven't seen before. Isn't that right Mr. Michael?" Lily grinned.

Touche. She got me there.

I took off my shirt and pants. The only thing covering my body was my light blue boxers. I went on the other side of her and lied down. I put my head down on the pillow and tried getting comfortable. As soon as I did, I turned my head oer to her. She was giggling again.

I smiled. "What're you laughing at?"

"I just had a bad idea..." she said. "If you know what I mean..."

She put one of her legs onto mine. It was more near my... area. Lily then reached for my hand to put on her chest.

"Why don't we... you know?" Lily asked seductivly.

"I can't." I told her. Well... I really couldn't. It would be sleazy if I did.

"Why not?" she asked.

"You're drunk." I said. "It's not right."

It's true; I can't do that to her. I mean, most men think if they get a girl drunk; that's when they'll get lucky fast. But I'm too much of a nice guy to act in that way.

She let go of my hand and took her leg off of mine. "Okay."

I kind of felt bad. "I'm sorry hun."

"It's fine." Lily said.

She then cuddled up next to me and put her head on my chest. I put my hand on top of her brown roots and closed my eyes. I just hoped she wasn't mad at me and understood where I was coming from.

Marty Wright held his head. "Ugh. I feel horrible..."

Lily shook her head and sighed. "Boogey, how many times do I have to tell you? Eating worms that have been underground for more than ten years does very bad things to your stomach.

"Yeah I know..." Boogeyman muttered.

"The usual Pepto, a cup of tea and a hamburger?" Lily offered.

"I'll skip on the burger; I really don't want to think about meat right now." he said. "But I will take a salad."

Lily scribbled the order down on her waitress notepad. "Coming right up."

She ented inside the kitchen and ripped the paper off of the spiral hinges and clipped it onto the line above her.

Sasha came in with an overly-stressed scowl on her face. Lily walked oer to her and took both of ger hands and started to jump up and down.

"Guess what?" she asked her. "I had THEE best time with Michael last night. It was SO great!"

Sasha said nothing; she just watched Lily go up and down.

Lily stopped and let go. "Why aren't you happy dancing?"

"Ask Tommy." she said. "Mr. Freaking Diva wants to change the WHOLE theme of the feast around. Instead of Italian food, he wants MEXICAN."

Lily groaned. "Are you serious? That's going to take forever! Ugh!"

"You're telling me." Sasha rolled her eyes. "But I do ave some good news. Kane and I are going to have our first date when we go to Paris!"

Lily squealed. "AIEEEE! Really!? That's sooo romantic!"

"I know right?" Sasha agreed excitedly. "I was asking him when we would and he said wait for next week. This is going to be so amazing! French food, the Eiffle Tower, and so much more!! Except, he is NOT making me eat Escargo. I will never put cooked snails in my mouth."

Lily laughed as she ruffled Sasha's hair. "You're such a dork! But I'm so happy for you. (she hugged her.)"

Sasha hugged Lily back. "Thanks Lil'; that means a lot that you do."

"Of course chic! You're family, not to mention my best friend." Lily smiled. "But don't you two try gettin' frisky. I don't want to see little red machines popping out."

Sasha cracked up. "Oh my gosh! Now who's the dork?!"

Lily gave a half shrug. "Eh, well you know it's true; but hey, let's get started on the birthday food.

Sasha nodded. "You're right.

After getting an order for Balls Mahoney, Sasha set his food in front of him, then went over to the black board and wrote down something on it with a neon blue marker.

"Today for the special dish is anything Mexican.
Curtesy of Mr. Tommy Dreamer! Make sure to wish
him a very happy birthday!"

Then when she was done, she put the cap back on it. Sasha then caught something on the side of her eye.

It was Michael with a familiar bleach blonde. What was he doing with her now? Then her green orbs grew big at the sighed of him hold her and kissing her forehead.