Never Again!

UPDATE!

This is NOT the original! Because of the amount of complaints on the original, this is redone for a slightly higher whump rating. Please enjoy and as before PLEASE DO NOT FLAME!

-Kind of Whump
Drunk Whump
Physical

-Whump Rating (1 very mild, 5 medium, 10 something big)
3

-Genera (Humor, Hurt, Angst, Etc.)
Um… Miscellaneous

-Characters
Tony

-Summary
Tony's college roommates drop by for a visit and they go out for a while… Tony's going to pay for it!

Cannon/OOC Warning:
I don't think there is any

Spoiler Warning:

None

A/N- OC's ahead =P

"Yo, we need another round here!" Tony yelled as James and Stephen walked off, laughing to grab another round of shots. Tony's college roommates had dropped by for a visit and they went out to the local "fight night" at the bar to reacquaint with each other.

"So Tony… how's your life as a fed going?" David said from across the table they were sitting at.

"Man do I love it! I carry a gun, I've got an awesome Ninja-Chick for a partner, and I get to kick some bad guy butt!" Tony exclaimed.

"Sounds awesome! Who's your partner?" Jacob asked eagerly after hearing the word 'chick'.

James and Stephen walked back and sat to the right of Tony as he pulled out a photo from his wallet, pointing to Ziva. Tony smiled as his 4 friends looked at the picture, "Dam she's hot." Jacob whistled, "Man, if you don't go out with her, I will!"

"Not if I get to her first." James whistled.

With it being "Fight Night" at the bar (which had a boxing ring) and the combination of way too much alcohol, led up to only one thing… bad decisions.

"Yo D, wanna go at it?" David asked, slugging back the rest of his 3rd beer and slamming it back on the table.

"Yeah, why not!" Tony replied, polishing off his beer as well.

Although Tony was a federal agent, David was a large muscular man who was quite experienced in fighting.

As they climbed into the ring Tony thought nothing of it, until the first couple of swings came. BAM!

Tony's apartment – Next morning

"Owwww…" Tony groaned as he opened his eyes to a throbbing body and a pounding headache. Biting back a wave of nausea he remembered the events of the previous night. Realizing that he hadn't even made it to the bedroom, passing on the couch instead. Glancing at the clock he realized that he only had 30 minutes to make it to work on time.

He groaned and rolled off the couch, grimacing as his pounding head worsened Standing up he winced as he put weight onto his leg, which had been given a few good kicks to. Limping and wobbling his way to the bathroom he stopped in front of the mirror.

Opening his half closed eyes, he scowled at the look of his face. Blood was crusted around his swollen nose; bruises littered his face, arms and torso in a range of colors. Suddenly feeling very light headed and nauseous he quickly moved in front of the toilet and emptied his stomach contents.

Man, it is going to be a long day… Tony thought as he got up and grabbed two pain pills from the cabinet, swallowing it down with a glass of water. And it was true; it was going to be a long, painful, terrible day.

A/N- Any ideas you'd like to see written? Let me know!

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