Quick Random Moment

*ocean remix*

Oona: OCEAN REMIX! *singing* Because I'm all about the sea, about the sea, no fires!

Tom: What the heck kinda quick random moment was that?

Isiah: Well Sofia the First: The Floating Palace was going to come on in a couple of hours so I'd figured I'd do something involving the one of the mermaids.

Tom: You and this damn thing with the mermaids!

Isiah: Whatever. *turns around* Oh excuse us. What's up? Isiah and Tom here.

Tom: What up?

Isiah: And welcome back to After Midnight Escapades. Before we get on with the next and final chapter, let me just say thanks for all the support you guys gave you guys gave the story.

Tom: Yeah we really appreciate it.

Isiah: Now with that being said, let's continue.

The next morning

Roland woke up the next morning with a yawn. The events of the previous day caught up with him quickly and he groaned. He looked over at Miranda, who was still sleeping soundly next to him. Roland couldn't suppress a smile. She always looked so cute when she slept. Speaking of... The events of the previous night suddenly came flooding back to him. He remembered how drunk she was, how he caught her when she fell, how he had Cedric put her to sleep, the argument they had, the kiss she gave to Cedric... He struggled to keep himself from gritting his teeth in anger and refocused his attention on Miranda, who moaned.

She turned her head from side to side and then slowly opened her eyes. She immediately looked to her left and found her husband laying there, watching her. She blinked a few times to focus her eyes, and then furrowed her brows in what Roland could only regard as confusion.

"Were you watching me sleep?" she asked.

"No, I just woke up myself and happened to look over at you."

"Oh." Miranda winced and put a hand to her head. "Oooh," she moaned. "What happened last night? My head is pounding. It feels like I hit my head on the marble floor or something."

"You would have if I hadn't caught you."

She took her hand off her head and looked at him questionably. "What do you mean?" she asked.

"Do you remember anything that happened last night?"

"It's kind of a blur, but I remember dancing with you, a lot. Why?" she asked with a suspicious tone of voice. Roland rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Weeell, you drank way too much last night and were so drunk, that you couldn't really stand up on your own."

She gasped, putting a hand to her mouth. She then lowered it to speak. "Did anyone see?"

"Weeell..."

She raised an eyebrow. "Don't fabricate it Roland. What did I do?"

"Well, you sort of got up on the banquet table and lifted your dress way higher than what is considered proper, especially for a queen."She gasped and covered her mouth again with her hand.

"How high?" she asked. He touched his finger to her leg to show her and she gasped again, looking at him. "Oh, Blazing Palisades! What else did I do?"

"Well I tried to get you to calm down and we danced the night away until you were sleepy."

"Is that why my toes hurt?" she said.

He looked at her with an arched eyebrow, pursing his lips and she laughed. "Sorry, sorry." She cleared her throat. "Go on."

"You were very seductive with your hip movements as we were dancing, by the way. But as much as I wanted to retaliate your...advances, I knew you didn't really know or weren't truly aware of what you were doing."

"I wasn't. I don't even remember that."

"Oh, but I do. You ground your hips against mine like you-well-I won't go into details, but I will say that it was enough to make me want to whisk you away and keep you hostage until the next day," he said in a seductive kind of way.

Miranda chuckled. "What else did I make you do, Mr. my-pants-are-so-tight-I'm-gonna-get-a-wedgie?"

Roland chuckled at her nickname of sorts. "Then, I had Cedric come and change you into your nightgown because you were already asleep by the time I carried you upstairs. When he left, you woke up and we're still as drunk as a skunk. So to calm you down again, I suggested we pay a visit to Cedric. I asked him for a sleeping spell to give you, and then you got all...frisky and, dare I say...physically intimate with him.

"Wait, intimate? What do you mean intimate?"

"As the word implies, you started...touching him, namely his chest, but still," Roland said trying and failing to hide the sadness in his voice. "Your voice got all sultry, which I was shocked to see because you only use that tone of voice with me, as you should. You told Cedric that you could be his queen and that I didn't care."

Miranda gasped and Roland continued. "When I told you that wasn't true and that I love you, you denied it saying that Cedric pays more attention to you, cares about you, and loves you more than me. I asked Cedric if what you said was true, and he of course denied it, claiming that he likes you as his queen and his friend, nothing more."

"Then what happened?"

"I said that Cedric gave a good answer but you said it wasn't true. You said that he loves you and you can prove it. Then you..." Roland trailed off, swallowing the burning lump in the back of his throat, wanting desperately to cry.

"Then I what, Rollie?" she said.

Roland took a breath and continued. "Before either of us could stop you...you-you k-kissed him," Roland said with his voice breaking.
Miranda gasped sharply and her eyes grew wide with disbelief. Her back went rigid, the prospect of going back to sleep now long forgotten.

"I WHAT?!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Miranda, please calm down. You'll wake the children, and I'd rather not have them find out about this."

Miranda lowered her voice. "I most certainly will NOT calm down, Roland. I kissed another man, right in front of you. How are you not upset?"

"I'm not exactly happy about it and believe me, I was livid when I watched it happen, but now I've calmed down."

"I don't see how."

"It's like I said before, you weren't aware of what you were doing. And I saw that Cedric was trying to push you away, but your willpower was stronger than him, it seemed."

"Bloody Blazing Palisades! I can't believe I did that! What happened after that?"

"Cedric put you to sleep with a spell so that you'd sleep throughout the while night without me having to worry about you...sneaking around." She looked at him sadly. "I'm teasing. But I did have him put you to sleep. You know, you get pretty frisky, seductive...and, dare I say it, amorous when you get drunk."

"So it seems," Miranda said putting her head in her hands and shaking it.

Roland grew concerned. "What's wrong Miranda?" Roland asked.

She lifted her head and lowered her hands before looking at Roland with sad eyes. "I'm so ashamed Rollie. How could I drink so much like that?"

"Oh, honey, everyone does stuff like that sometimes. It was an accident, right?" She nodded. "There, see? You didn't do it on purpose."

"But I shouldn't have gotten so carried away."

"No, you shouldn't have, but what's done is done. You can't go back and change it. What you can do is try harder in the future not to do it again, okay?"

She nodded. "Okay. I'm so, so sorry Rollie."

"I know you are and it's okay. Now give me a hug," he said opening his arms. She scooted closer and hugged him. "I think the two scariest parts were when you were dancing up on a banquet table for all to see, and then when you kissed Cedric."

She chuckled. "If I had been sober, it probably would have scared me too. Right after breakfast, I promise I'm going to go up and apologize to Cedric for what I did."

"Do you want me to go with you?" he offered.

She lifted her head and looked at him with an arched eyebrow. "What? You don't trust me to be alone with him now?" she said with a sly smile.

Roland chuckled. "No, I just thought you'd like some company, that's all."

"While I appreciate that, I'm a big girl and I think this is something I need to handle on my own."

"Alright."

He kept her in his arms, pressed tightly against his chest. But as silence filled the room, his mind was reeling. Amidst his conjunction of thoughts, something suddenly hit him. Miranda hadn't had alcohol in a while, so he understood that it hit her hard. But what he didn't understand, was how she didn't-

"Miranda," Roland said slightly pushing her away so he could look at her.

"Hmm?"

"I apologize in advance for being so frank, but do you have a history with alcohol?"

Miranda bit her lip and looked down in shame. Roland lifted her chin to meet his gaze and she looked up at him with sad eyes. "Why didn't you tell me?" he asked softly. "You know you can tell me anything, Miranda."

"I know," she replied softly. "But this is something that I hoped you would never have to find out. I promised myself when I married you that I would always be careful and watch how much I drank. Now look at me. I've already broken that promise to myself, and to you even though you didn't know about it. Clattering crowns...I must be the biggest hypocrite the world has ever laid eyes upon. Here I am, always stressing the importance of keeping one's promises, and yet I can't even uphold my own. I'm so sorry Roland," Miranda said with her voice breaking.

"No," Roland said. "Don't think like that. I married you for a reason and the day I said I do, I also said that I'd adapt to whatever life throws at us. No one even has to know. Listen Miranda," Roland said and she looked up at him. He began to sing to her.

"We both have a broken past
But there's a good thing about it.
It doesn't have to last.
We both could do without it.

We must move on and grow
And no matter what life throws
I'll be with you forever
Well get through this together.

Whatever your reasons are
They're now behind us.
You're now in my heart
Now they'll remind us

To know what is true.
I'll always love you.

"Let me help you Miranda, and I know we'll get through this together," he said.

"Okay," she replied. "I just have one question."

"What's that?"

"How did you know that I had a problem, when I never told you?"

Roland smiled slightly. "I had a sneaking suspicion last night and those suspicions were confirmed when you didn't get sick from mixing so many drinks together like I would have."

"Oh. I guess you really do pay attention."

"It's like you always say, honey. Fathers know everything."

They both shared a laugh and an apology to Cedric later. Everything pretty much returned to normal.

Well, almost...

The end.

Isiah: I think this was one of the best stories we've made, Tom.

Tom: Yeah, real nice. Especially with this and the last two chapters. Over 2000 words.

Isiah: Right. We hope you've enjoyed this story. Lord knows Tom and I did. More stories and updates on the way. Again we wanna thank QueenofPearls for requesting this for us. Go check out her stories too. She has nice Roland/Miranda one-shots too.

Tom: Also don't forget to leave a nice review. No flames as always please. If you haven't seen the Cedric Returns the Favor lemon, you guys are missing out on some hot and steamy goodness. Please check that out. As always, we love you guys. Thanks for supporting us everyday. See y'all later. Holla at your boys! Yeah!

Isiah: Until the next story.

Now to end this with one more quick random moment

*What Plank thinks of the Flying Dutchman Challenge*

Plank: You guys go from the Malefor Challenge to a Flying Dutchman Challenge. You motherlovers need Solaris. *swims away*