Chapter 8: Victory Feast

There was a tapping of a glass, then someone cleared their throat and the throng of people in the lunchroom quieted down. "A toast. To our fellow comrade in arms and just getting her first kill, Violet! Cheers!" there was a roar of approval and the clinking of glasses as the group of teenage and young adult agents drowned the whiskey they had 'Found'. The leaders of the Agency had tactically looked the other way and avoided the lunchroom during their feast.

Violet just blushed softly as Edge sat back down, trying to ignore the stares everyone was giving her. "Did you really have to do that?" she asked her new friend as he gulped down his glass.

Grinning down at her, he nodded. "Of course! How else can I make you embarrassed after your first kill?" he asked and put an arm around her while using his other arm to gesture at a imagined horizon. "With the downfall of a supplier of evil, we're that much closer to ridding the world of wickedness! And all because of you!" he cheered and Violet tried to not blush at the closeness.

Whisper, sitting across from them, just groaned. "You better not get drunk again..." he mumbled, his British accent making it sound like a utterly depressing thought.

Edge just glared at his partner. "Your're one to talk. What was all that about 'Beer Is The Manliest Drink of All' huh?" he asked with a grin.

Whisper actually ducked his head down. "I thought you had forgotten that..." he muttered.

Edge dropped his arm from around Violet and stood up once again. "Excuse me" he called and Whisper began banging his head on the table. "I would like to recite a song my good friend Whisper here" he was actually denting the table now. "Wrote" Edge then cleared his throat as Whisper glanced down at his pistol.

"OH BEER IS THE MANLIEST DRINK OF ALL! YOU GOT TO LOVE THAT GOOD STUFF!" he began dancing oddly as he acted drunk. "BEER! THE BEST OF THA BEST! THE DRINK THAT MEN DRINK! WE MEN LOVE BEER, FOR IT IS THE MOST MANLIEST DRINK OF ALL! BEER! BEER! BEER! OH I LOVE BEER!" He continued like this for several minutes, the whole time the crowd was cheering, Whisper was trying to kill himself with the edge of a table, and several girls put cash in his pants as he swayed back and forth and danced all around on the table. After he finished the horribly bad, yet hilariously good, song, he got down and sat back in his seat.

Whisper, despite the hat and goggles, glared at him. "I hate you so much right now..." he growled.

Edge just shrugged. "Love ya too buddy" he said in return, causing his mortified partner to slam his head into the table once more. "hey that's pretty impressive" he said. "I never knew you could dent steel with just your head" he added with a grin then drank his refilled glass.

Violet just giggled softly, not even realizing his arm was around her again as Bolt, sitting across from her, finished his own glass. "We'll, you can party all night, but im whipped" he said. "night" he added, then took another filled glass and left the room, finishing the glass and dropping it in the trash just as he exited.

Whisper also got up and left as well. And after another half hour the crowd was nonexistent. "Well" Edge said as he stood up, a half asleep Violet leaning against him as they exited the cafeteria. "Time to take a rather drunk girl to bed" he said, only to get a punch to the arm. "I didn't mean it that way!" he defended himself as Violet just grinned in her dreamlike state. "Ok..not...that much" he admitted and she nodded. She had still be worried about killing someone, even if they were evil, but he just washed her worries away.

"Your room is...other..." she yawned loudly. "...end of the base" she said softly.

"Well what kind of a gentlemen would I be if I left you alone to find your way to your room? Your half drunk and half asleep. Not a good combination" he said with a chuckle. "Here we are" he said and opened her door for her as she detached herself from him and half stumbled into the doorway. "What no kiss?" he asked with a devious smile on his face.

"Don't flatter yourself" Violet muttered and kissed his cheek, then shut the door in his face. Hearing him laughing outside, she smiled softly and fell onto her bed, passing out instantly.