The skimpily dressed DELTA THOTA's were busy greeting their guests. Each one of them already held a red solo cup filled with jungle juice in their hands. Their parties were always supplied with a variety of drinks. Though their custom-made jungle juice was the fan favorite. The THOTA's invested in a large fountain, specifically made serving their special drink.
Maui kicked one of the french doors of the DELTA THOTA house off its hinges. He left out an ear-wrenching battle cry that was heard even over the blasting music.
"ALZETA HAS ARRIVED!" He shouted. The partygoers cheered in response. The ALZETA fraternity proudly marched in. Their egos were somehow bigger than their exquisite abs.
Moments later Ralph imitated Maui's actions. He kicked the remaining door down. Everyone looked in his direction and cheered in delight upon seeing the thirty rack on his shoulders. As if the party needed any more alcohol. He began throwing the beers left and right each one caught by a partygoer.
At the end of the foyer, he could see Elsa, his eyes were locked on the blonde bitch. Tonight was the night he'd seduce her. Elsa had been off the sex market for a while and Ralph was going to change that.
"Sup." He nodded.
Elsa rolled her eyes. "As if." She pushed him out of her way, leaving and disappearing into a sea of drunk college students.
Lightning McQueen scowled reaching for a fresh beer from the cooler. He felt a tire bump into his own as he realized it was the last beer available. McQueen looked up to see his ex-best friend Mater giving him the death stare.
"Now I reckon you let me have this beer, McQueen." Mater dared.
Lightning gave him a frustrated glance. "What makes you say that?"
"Cause' if you ain't, Your gonna have to get a touch up on that fancy paint job of yours" Mater smacked McQueen's tire that was still waiting in the cooler.
"Still pissed about the paint job? Or are you just jealous?" He flashed the lightning bolt beside his fake headlight. "KACHOW!" Mcqueen shouted.
"Oh! I'll kachow you right back to radiator springs!" Mater smacked Lightning in the mouth with his tire.
McQueen was a weak fighter, he stood no chance against Mater in a tire off. The tow truck was right it'd be best if he hands over the beer.
"Take the beer, It already has your dirty radiator springs tire marks on it anyways!"
Tow Mater spat in his face. "A fancy paint job ain't gon take away your real identity McQueen, once a radiator springs car, always a radiator springs car. Y'know that!"
Lightning reluctantly rolled away from Mater. The two had been childhood best friends, growing up in the town of radiator springs. In his teenage years, Lightnings mother married a wealthy businessman. Who insisted he pays for McQueen's paint job before he headed off to college. Since the day Lightning arrived at UOA he fit in with the ALZETA's. Mater had never forgiven him for the betrayal.
Judy took another sip from her red solo cup, only for it to be snatched away by her friend Moana.
"Judy, you're a lightweight and that's your sixth cup. Slow down!" Moana scolded the bunny.
Judy waved a lazy arm through the air, trying to steal her cup back. "I'm fine!" She slurred.
The OMBETA's had arrived over an hour ago and there was still no sign of Nick. Judy had been feeling guilty for her outburst earlier so she'd been wanting to apologize. But, as usual, the fox hadn't kept his word.
"What's going on with you anyway? Did something happen?" Moana voiced her concern.
"Nick's not here... " Judy frowned a few tears forming in her eyes. The fox clearly wasn't as committed as Judy, but he could at least show a little effort.
Moana raised an eyebrow and shook her head. "How drunk are you? He's in the bathroom selling cocaine as usual."
"Oh…" The bunny pondered, before setting off into the crowd in search of her boyfriend. Moana called her name behind her and Judy pretended not to hear.
Elsa stood alone, her arms hanging over the balcony of the house. She hated parties. Unfortunately, DELTA THOTA parties were basically a social requirement at UOA so being the house leader, she had no choice. Elsa turned her head as she heard the door behind her creak. Ralph had somehow located her.
He'd been going after her for months, and sure, he was cute but Elsa had more important things to worry about. Sex wasn't as viable as it used to be.
"Sup." He asked for the second time that evening positioning himself beside her.
Elsa rolled her eyes and began twirling her long blonde hair around her finger. "Look, I don't have time for this." She shooed him away.
"Why are you such a bitch to everyone?" He frowned, cracking open a beer and handing it to her.
Elsa accepted it and took a quick sip. "I'm not a bitch!"
"You used to be fun, now you're just like Prudy Judy... " The buff male argued.
Elsa gasped offended that Ralph would even consider comparing her to that thicc bitch, Judy. "Am not! I'm just more mature now." She boasted.
"Really, you matured over the past seven months?" He deadpanned, not believing a THOTA could change so much in such a short time.
"Yes." Elsa huffed turning her head away.
"So are you gonna participate in the sex dungeon this year then?" Ralph chuckled.
"Um." Elsa hesitated. "Yeah, duh. I literally have the keys to the dungeon, no one's going in there without my permission."
The sex dungeon was her favorite part of the school year. Elsa wouldn't miss it for the world. Maybe sex with Ralph tonight wouldn't be such a horrible idea. In fact, she did need a little bit of practice beforehand.
"You know…" Elsa reached into the pocket of her jean shorts, revealing a small gold key. "Maybe we could break the place in."
Ralphs face lit up. "Now that's what I'm talking about!"
Elsa led him into the houses darkened basement. She flipped on the lightswitch revealing a solid gold door, completely chained up with a padlock. The one and only entrance to the fabled sex dungeon.
Mr. Healy's stoner van was parked outside of the DELTA THOTA house, Hillary the dean always assigned him to keep an eye on the parties. On this particular evening, Moana joined him for a little help on her instrumental aesthetics project.
He took a hit of his joint trying to pass it to Moana. She gladly accepted, while listening to the soothing tone of his synth. Mr. Healy had been holding down the same key for the past five minutes.
"Wow, that does sound nice." Moana lied. The teacher seemed to take great offense when his students didn't appreciate his unique music.
Matty nodded. "Music for people who candle their own thoughts."
Moana smiled pretending to understand what he was saying.
The teacher frowned lifting his index finger from the synth. "What happened to just messing around?" He questions to no one in particular.
"What?"
Matty shook his head in horror. "I can smell sex, drugs, rock, and roll, and herpes radiating from inside that house."
The young woman took another hit of her joint. "Well, I'd hope not. It would be a shame to catch an STD my first time having sex."
"The virgin sacrifice." Matty smiled.
Suddenly there was a loud tapping on the window. Matty looked over his shoulder, shocked to find it was UOA's dean, Hillary Clinton.
"Get down, Moana!" He whispered.
Mr. Healy stumbled to the front seat of his car and rolled down the window. Hillary stood on her Segway currently removing the helmet from her head.
"Is that weed I smell, Mr. Healy." The devious woman took a large sniff through his open window.
"Yes." He nodded. "Caught some young lads doing it a bit earlier, guess the smell stayed on me."
Dean Clinton grabbed the neck of his shirt. "You notify me next time! They should be banned from campus!"
"Will do, Ma'am." The washed-up pop star responded.
Hillary rolled her eyes and fastened her helmet on once again. Then zoomed away on her segway somewhere into the night.
Though Nick was technically a part of the OMBETA sorority he remained quite popular with a variety of students. Mostly due to his cocaine business. If they needed something, the fox always had it. Which was the reason he was currently sprawled out in the bathtub. Sunglasses covering his drunk eyes while he bathed in a growing pile of cash.
"Max Goof! Didn't I just see you fifteen minutes ago?" The drunken fox grinned. "I'll give you a fifty cent discount for being a frequent customer."
"Sick!" Max Goof reached in his pocket, then handed Nick $39.50. The fox threw it directly into the bathtub before handing Max a small bag of cocaine. "You're the man, Wilde!"
Nick clicked his tongue and flashed two finger guns at Max who exited the bathroom with his fresh bag of coke.
"Get out of my way!"
Nick watched as his bunny girlfriend shoved his next customer out of the way.
"What the fuck?" Russell, an obese boy scout snapped. Russell didn't attend UOA but he always showed up to parties for the cocaine.
"Just step out a sec, Russell I'll handle this." Nick slurred, directing the twelve-year-old to the door. He groaned but obeyed the fox's orders regardless. Though he made sure to slam the door behind him, leaving Nick alone with his angered girlfriend.
Judy looked as though she were ready to burst. She swiped the sunglasses off his eyes and threw them on the ground beside her.
"What's your problem, Carrots?" Nick glared at her. The bunny had a hard time keeping her balance and the fox realized she was just as drunk as he was.
"You're the problem!" She shouted, waving her arms in the air.
"Me? What did I do!" The fox defended himself. Judy had always known about his drug dealing business and that he wasn't the most loyal man. She had no right to be upset about it.
Judy then grasped onto his arm, attempting to pull him out of the bathtub. Unfortunately, due to herself and Nick's drunken states, she failed. "You didn't even say hi to me! How long have you been in here!"
Nick swiped his paw under his nose, doing a short line of cocaine. "I dunno like six hours?"
"UGH!" Tears formed in the bunny's eyes. "How can you waste your entire life sitting in a bathtub dealing cocaine to twelve-year-olds!" Judy sobbed.
Nick scowled. "Russell is the only twelve-year old I deal to! You know that!"
"Stop making excuses!" She cried. "You know exactly what I'm talking about!"
Nick shook his head ignorantly. "I've been snorting cocaine and taking shots all night, the only thing that's talking to me right now is the money!"
"Do you even care about our relationship?" Judy's voice broke she was extremely hurt by Nick's indifference. Despite only being with him for three months, Judy had already fallen in love with the fox. He didn't seem to care for her at all.
Nick shrugged. "We just don't see eye to eye, Carrots."
"What did I do wrong?" Tears fell from her eyes.
Nick bit his lip, Judy had done pretty much everything wrong. "Um well first off, you're a total prude." He spat. "You know what they call you? Prudy Judy. It's true."
Judy opened her mouth to argue but Nick stopped her.
"Second of all, I'm a coke dealer. If you can't handle that why are you even with me?" He gave an honest question. "Third I have commitment issues."
"Well, you sure seem committed to cocaine!" She fired back.
"If that's all you're here to talk about, there's the door, you can leave." Nick ushered to the exit. "You're hurting my reputation, Carrots."
"This is my bathroom!" Judy disagreed. "You get out!"
"Chill out, Sweetheart. This bathtub has plenty of room, why don't you join me." The fox winked. Nick liked seeing Judy angry. It was hot. Suddenly he didn't want her to leave after all.
"I know what that look means, Nick!" Judy crossed her arms. It was the fox's sex face.
Nick reached out and grasped her paw, stroking it gently. Maybe he needed a more emotional approach. "Come on, Sweetheart. What's stopping you."
Judy took a deep breath and avoided eye contact. "The Holy Spirit…"
Nick pretended to be shocked. "Really? Is that it?"
"Yes…" She rubbed her arm in embarrassment. "God's always watching…"
" If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness," Nick smirked.
Judy's jaw dropped she was impressed. "You do know the bible!"
The fox gave her a sly nod. "I learned it for you, and I also learned God will forgive all of your sins."
The bunny turned around and locked the bathroom door. "Well, it is Saturday, which means tomorrow is Sunday…"
Nick bit his lip in anticipation. "That's right Carrots, you'll have plenty of time to ask God for forgiveness tomorrow."
Judy climbed into the tub with him, an intense makeout session ensued.