The Next Morning...

Colin Gomez opened his eyes to find himself on a bed. A real bed, not his old air mattress at the Loud House. No, this was a real, king sized bed.

The second thing he noticed was the MASSIVE hangover he had. It felt like both his head and his stomach would explode if he even touched them. He didn't recall most of what had happened the other night, but he did remember drinking a lot of that grape juice.

"Ok, where am I? I this isn't the house... and why don't have clothes on? Wait a minute..." he said, trying to remember what had happened last night. Slowly, he turned his head to the side.

"Luna?"

Laying next to him was his girlfriend, who had been invited to the party along with Colin. She was still passed out on the bed, but Colin slowly put the pieces together while she slept.

"Oh, no. Oh no, oh no, oh no..." he said silently as he reached over and shook his girlfriend awake.

"Luna! Chica, wake up!"

"Uh, what?"

"Wake up!"

"Not so loud, dude! My head is killing..." she said, shut her voice trailed off as she saw the predicament they were in.

"Colin?"

"Did we just..."

"Oh, god!" Luna yelled as the got out of bed a hurriedly tried to put her clothes on. "This is bad, Love! Really, really, BAD!"

"You're telling me?!" Colin said as he rolled out of bed. "There were like, 50 people here! Someone had to have walked in in us... you know... doing it!"

"Well, we can't focus on it now! Check the time!"

Colin reached to get his phone, but at that moment, a very tired Jim walked into the room.

"Guys... what are you doing here? the party is over..." he said, obviously not connected to reality yet.

"Oh, uh, we were just, uhm, leaving! Yeah, we were leaving!"

"Good. The partys been over for, like, an hour now...It's 5 in the morning!"

"Oh, crap, oh crap oh crap..." Colin thought as he asked Jim, "wait, did Bobby and Lori leave? They were our ride!"

"Oh, yeah, they, um, left around 2. They couldn't find you and all, so they said to be home by 6:30 or some shit."

"Ok, so we have an hour to get home. Thanks, Jim," he said as he and Luna rushed out of the room and outside.

"Well, that's one way to start the new year..." he mumbled as he lay down passed out onto the bed.

30 Minutes Later...

Are we almost home, Luna?,I can't see anything, it's so dark..."

"I think," she said, stonefaced.

"Chica, why are you mad at me?"

"You know why."

"Oh, come on, Luna, it was an accident! We were pitch black drunk!"

"It doesn't matter, Colin. It's still..."

"I couldn't help it! I don't remember anything last night! It was-"

"Colin, we've been dating for about a week! One! Week!"

"And it's probably been the best week of my life!"

"I'm not saying it wasn't, Colin. But..."

She sat down on the curb. Colin soon followed suit, taking her hand.

"But what?"

"It just feel...weird."

"I know, babe. It could've gone better."

"Colin, what if I get-"

"You won't be, Chica. Hopefully. It's too early to tell."

Luna leaned her head on Colins shoulder. Tired, he added, "No matter what happens, Chica, I'll still love you. You know that, right?"

"Of course I do. And I love you more, you know."

"Please. I love you to the moon and back."

"Well, I love YOU to the moon and back, twice!"

"Well, I love you..."

30 Minutes Later...

"Ok, I think we know how much we love each other now," Luna told Colin as she began to stand up.

"Yeah, well, I still love you more."

"Oh, shut up! We both agreed that I won!"

"The test was rigged. I demand a recount."

"Oh, Love..." she mumbled as they arrived at the front door to the house. They quietly took their spare key out, opened the door, and snuck in to see Lori and Bobby waiting for them.

"About time you finally came home."

"Look, chica, I know we're late, but to easy on us, will ya?"

"Well, it's a good thing that Mom and Dad don't wake up until 7 to get ready for work, isn't it? Consider yourself lucky to get to deal with me."

"Lori, if you tell mom and dad ANYTHING, then-"

"Where were you guys, anyways? The party ended and we couldn't find you anywhere."

"Well, uh, we went to the convenience store to get food," he lied, trying not to draw suspicion to themselves. "Yeah, we just needed a break from the party, you know..."

"Well, we couldn't find you guys anywhere! We just assumed you came home early and left. Guess it's a good thing that we told Jim, isn't it?"

"Yeah, totally," Colin agreed, but at that moment, his head started to scream in pain. He quickly tried to sit down on the couch.

"Colin, are you alright?" Lori asked him, looking a lot more concerned than before.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Just a headache..."

"Colin, do you have a hangover?" She asked him seriously.

"-sigh- well, there wouldn't be any use in lying, would there? Yeah, I do."

"You must have drank a lot of champagne last night..."

"Well, I thought it was grape juice, OK? I must've mixed up the bags or something."

"I can tell. You look horrible. Why don't you guys go and sleep for a while?"

"Sounds great!" He said as he stood up. He really didn't care at the moment for Lori to find out what they had really been doing for the past few hours. "I'm gonna go sleep all day now. I'm exhaus-"

"AH HA! WE CAUGHT YOU!" Bobby said tiredly as he was woke up.

"Little too late for that, Bobby," Colin said as he walked downstairs, not taking his sweet time at all getting there. He soon fell on the mattress and fell asleep, not even thinking about that mornings events.