Oh dear, you all probably hate me for taking so long to upload this chapter. I am sincerely sorry! Things have been crazy lately.
I'm glad that you all liked the last chapter, and I hope you like this one! In this chapter, you can look forward to some cute sibling stuff, and well, some interesting interactions with Mike and Jenny.
And happy 4th of July to all you Americans! Haha, it's funny because today, i thought it would be funny to wear my union jack tshirt, and oh lordy, you should have seen everyone's faces when they passed by me! But hey, I regret nothing!
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Disclaimer: The only thing I own is Jenny, she is my creation, and I own her. I don't own anyone else in this show!
"Here's to Charlie," Jakes announced as everyone raised their beer bottles. They had decided to celebrate at the Drop for yesterday's bust. "For slutting herself around in order to bust a guy's ass. Respect."
Everyone clicked bottles, saying "Here, here". Briggs looped his arm around Charlie, who was rolling her eyes at the rest of the group.
Johnny had already had two beers, and had been acting a bit crazier than usual. He had been hitting on every girl in the bar for the past hour, and tried to convince the guys to go skinny dipping in the ocean, to no avail. Everyone else had kept relatively to their group.
After, they clicked glasses, Johnny went back to trying to hook up with a girl who had turned him down at least five times already. Paige, seeing an opportunity to make fun of him, followed close behind. Somehow, Briggs and Jenny got left alone at their table, when Jakes, Mike, and Paige decided to try their skills out on the pool table. They hadn't really talked since their fight earlier, and now felt rather awkward around each other.
"You did great out there today, kiddo," Briggs finally said, refusing to make eye contact.
Jenny glanced at him, trying to suppress a wide smile. "Yeah?" He nodded, playing with his beer bottle. "Well, I suppose I do have great skills." She boasted, nudging him with her shoulder. He snickered and rolled his eyes. "But I had a great teacher."
"If I recall, you were the one who taught me everything."
"Oh, no, I only taught you mostly everything. You were the one to teach me how to sneak out of the house, and lie to the 'rents."
Briggs started to laugh at the memory. "Yeah, after you got caught sneaking out on mom's birthday, and you told her that you saw a mouse in your room."
Jenny put a hand to her forehead in embarrassment, laughing. "Dad nearly destroyed the house looking for the nest."
"Yeah. Remember when he broke mom's vase?"
They both erupted in laughter. "Oh, I was afraid that we were going to wake up with one less parent the next morning."
The laughter soon subsided, and they simultaneously sipped from their beer. Briggs finally spoke, "Listen, Jenn. I'm sorry. You know, about earlier." Jenny met his eyes in surprise. He had hardly ever apologized in his life, especially to her. But this time, she could tell he was being serious. "You were right. I haven't been... that good of a brother lately, and I'm sorry."
Jenny smiled up at her big brother. "Thank you. And I'm sorry, too."
"For what?" Briggs asked curiously.
"I know that you don't like to talk about what happened, and I shouldn't have tried to pry. And I know that when you're ready, you'll talk about it more freely, and you'll tell your friends. But in your own time." She reached out and touched his hand, and looked into his chocolate brown eyes, that looked exactly like his father's. "I guess I was just worried that you were starting to get depressed or something."
He nodded, thinking as that was fair. "Well, please stop me if I ever do," He ordered.
Jenny straightened up, and gave him a goofy grin. "Permission to bash you on the head with a frying pan if necessary."
"Ha, permission granted." He saluted to her, making them both laugh.
"I love you," Jenny said. "You know that, right?"
Briggs nodded. "And I love you, you little rascal." He tucked her head under his arm, and gave her a noogie, much to her protests. "Well, come on." He said loudly, as he released her. "This is a party after all. Another round, bartender!" The group all cheered and went on their merry way.
After about an hour, Jenny had joined Johnny in the drinking contest, and was soon plastered. Unfortunately, that meant that Jenny's advances towards Mike only grew stronger. He was probably the most sober out of the whole group, which wasn't that abnormal.
Towards the end of the night, Mike rounded up the gang to go back to the house, but Jenny was the one who was resilient to leave. So, Briggs literally carried Johnny out, while Mike was left to get Jenny to come with him.
"Ha, listen, Mr. Chinny-chin-chin," She giggled, as she tapped his chin playfully. "I do what I want. And right now, I want another beer!"
"Jenny, you've had enough beers for tonight." Mike said patiently.
"Don't... tell me what to do, blondie!"
Mike rolled his eyes. "You're blonde, too, you know."
"Oo, getting sassy, now are we?" She then attempted to snap her fingers, but had momentarily forgotten how to move her fingers.
Just then, the song "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" started playing, and Jenny squealed drunkenly. "Oh, my god, I love this song!" She slurred, as she started to dance and sing to it way off key. Mike scratched his neck, and looked around the bar. Luckily, the bar was mostly empty, except for a couple that had been hitting on each other since they had arrived. And they were just leaving, but not before giving Jenny a weird look.
"Come on, Mike Wazowski," She waved to him to come closer. "Dance with me!"
"Now I know you're drunk, since you're comparing me to a one-eyed green monster." He said.
"Well, you're both adorable," She reasoned, wiggling her hips to the music. "And I bet you both dance really well." Jenny got fed up with waiting and took him by the hands, and twirled around him in a very uncoordinated way. Mike could do nothing but stand there awkwardly, as Jenny wiggled and writhed around him, pushing her body up to him suggestively. "The phone rings in the middle of the night," She wailed at the top of her lungs, earning strange looks from the bartender. "My father yells, what you gonna do with your life? Oh daddy dear, you know you're still number one. Cuz girls, they wanna have fun." Jenny started spinning, and suddenly he thought of pulling a Briggs. He grabbed her by the waist, and tossed her over his shoulder with a grunt and a squeal from the drunken girl.
"Sorry about her," He called to the bartender before dragging her out of the bar.
"Is this just some trick to get me to sleep with you?" She flirted, while pounding her fists into his back. Luckily for Mike, in her drunken state, she wasn't too strong, so her fists didn't hurt at all. "Put me down! I am not a damsel in distress! I wanna walk!"
Mike ignored her the whole way to the house. Jenny continued to scream and protest, all of her flirting gone, since he was just being annoying.
When he finally set her down, she ran to the kitchen sink to hurl everything that was in her stomach. Mike stood next to her, holding her hair back, and trying to avoid looking at the mess she left in the sink. He glanced at the chore wheel on the wall across the room. He saw that it was Johnny's turn to do dishes next. Laughing silently to himself, Mike felt a twinge of sympathy for him, when he would wake up in the morning and see the inside of Jenny's stomach all over the dishes.
Not long after that, Jenny fell into a deep and snoring sleep.
Ah, sweet drunkeness. It's always so lovely.
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