Chpt 6
The party lasted till the late morning of the next day.
After Vicky had gone to bed well after midnight, things began to get a little crazy. Those that didn't leave drank heavily. Victor took Daken under his wing, and Nikki found them in her front yard, pissing on Logan's bike.
"What the Hell are you doing?" she raged.
"Takin' a slash frail." Victor replied with his back to her. Daken smirked.
"Yea Nikki. A mans gotta piss, when a mans gotta piss!"
"Oi, Daken." Victor nudged him.
"What?"
"Take off tha tank cap. I wanna fill 'er up!"
Both laughed as Daken removed the cap and Victor emptied his bladder into the tank.
"You're both disgusting." Nikki shook her head.
In the mean time, Lottie had disappeared with both Arkady and Vincent...The music covered the sounds coming from the top floor of the Creed's home.
By the time the sun had risen and the other neighbours were waking, or not, the music from the Creed still blasting and all, the partiers had either left, or had fallen asleep where they'd dropped.
Victor stepped out of the front door, looking surprisingly refreshed and wondered onto the grass, stepping over Cain Marko and Typhoid Mary on he way.
Victor stretched in the warming morning sun and gave a yawn. He'd changed out of the LV shirt and slacks, into a ripped old pair of jeans and had chosen to go without a shirt. He glanced round, taking in the sights and smells after the party, smirking at the smell of piss wafting over from Nikki's front yard and Logan's bike.
Talking of the runt, Victor casually glanced at the gate, seeing the little twerp standing there, glaring at him.
"Ya better stay behind them there gates runt, 'cos if ya come in here, Imma beat yer ass fer bein' on my property." He called over to him.
"Imma beat yer ass anyway Creed." Logan spat.
Victor scowled. The little bastard was trying to ruin his morning.
"I don't know whatcha think yer starin' at runt. Ya better fuck off back over tha street or Nikki'll be draggin' ya back in a duffle bag."
"Where is she?" Logan asked, unfazed by Victor's threat.
Victor smirked. "That's fer me ta know an' you ta find out."
"Stop with tha Bullshit Creed! Where's my wife!"
"Why dontcha come on in an' find 'er!" Victor snarled, his claws extending.
"Whoa, hey! Hang on." Nikki suddenly appeared in the doorway dressed in one of Lottie's silk night dresses and munching some toast. It turned out that at 7am, Nikki and Victor had both crawled into bed with Lottie, Arkady and Vincent and had remained there until Vicky had decided she wanted to jump on Vincent's head, thinking it was her daddy.
Nikki wondered down the drive and opened the gate for Logan, but he refused to enter.
"It's ok Logan. We just forgot what time it was and slept in." She tried to reassure him.
"Slept in?" He looked mortified.
"Not like that darling." She rolled her eyes.
"Yea, you tell him that." Victor laughed from behind her. Logan snarled and balled his fists. Nikki shook her head and shot Victor a dirty look.
"Relax Logan. He's just being a jackass."
"He better be!" the smaller Canadian feral snapped, pulling her out the gate and began to sniff her. He frowned. She smelled mostly of Lottie, but only because she was wearing her night dress. Creed's scent was there too, but so was Vincents and even...
Logan gave Nikki a confused Look.
"Omega red?"
"We all crashed in the same bed..." she confessed, blushing.
"Literally." Lottie appeared in the front doorway wearing a pair on short denim shorts and a black 'motley Crue' tank top and sipping her morning tea from a red and gold tea cup and saucer.
"The legs of the bed are bust y'know." She said matter-a-fact.
"That aint my fault." Victor held his hands up.
"I know it's not love." She reassured him. "It's Arkady's. He got a little carried away."
"Yea, well he can put some money ta gettin' a new one then, can't he?" Victor grumbled.
"This...This is disgusting!" Logan practically yelled, shaking his head. He grabbed Nikki and dragged her across the street, kicking and shouting.
The Creed's watched in amusement.
"I think we've upset him." Victor chuckled.
"We always upset him. It's Logan after all." Lottie purred as she came to stand next to Victor on the grass, both watching as Logan dragged Nikki into the house and slammed the door.
"I'll take her clothes over later..." Lottie sighed and finished her tea.