Diego approached the coffeemaker, where a glass cake stand stood right next to it on the right. Underneath the dome was a thick, rich chocolate cake, with a quarter of it already eaten. That missing quarter was consumed by Simba and Diego; they ate it for dessert after dinner on Wednesday that same exact week. Very slowly and carefully, Diego removed the dome from the stand and gently placed it down onto the kitchen counter. Meanwhile, Simba entered the walk-in pantry and searched through the refrigerator. The pantry's refrigerator is where he and Diego stash their collection of Budweiser. There were 8 glass bottles of it remaining. Pretty soon, it would be time for Simba to get more for him and Diego. Simba took 2 glass bottles of fresh, ice-cold Budweiser, 1 for him, 1 for Diego. Just as he exited the pantry, he saw Diego preparing 2 plates of huge chocolate cake slices, 1 for him, 1 for Simba. "Fancy an evening snack?" Diego asked, flirting in front of Simba. "Why yes," Simba replied, playing along. "What about you? Fancy a refreshment?" "Certainly," Diego said, starting to feel a bit horny. "Say, let's have our refreshments with our evening snack." "Absolutely, sir," Simba said, grinning. "I suggest we do it as we're both sitting on the couch together." "As you wish, Your Majesty," Diego agreed, almost with a British-sounding accent.
The two lovey-dovey feline studs sat down on the couch in the living room, taking their cake and beer along with them. Simba sat on the left, and Diego sat on the right. As they ate their cake and drank their beer, they watched the last 15 minutes of another episode of The Twilight Zone. As it played in the background, Simba and Diego both started to feel a little bit rather... tingly in some way. This "tingly" feeling felt to them like they were drunk and horny at the same exact time. Simba started cramming a whole bunch of cake into his mouth, and then lathered his face in chocolate frosting. Diego started pouring beer into his mouth like a waterfall, until it turned into a stream running down his chest. Pretty soon, Simba was covered in chocolate cake, and Diego was covered in beer. "What a tasty cake!" Simba said as he made chewing noises like Homer Simpson. "I'm covered in beer!" Diego said, guffawing uncontrollably. "I need more!" Refusing to go back to the pantry's refrigerator, Diego pointed to Simba's ear and said, "Hey, Simba! What's that behind your ear?" Before Simba could respond, Diego reached his left paw out, snapped his fingers, and magically pulled another fresh Budweiser bottle out from behind Simba's right ear. "Why, it's a Budweiser bottle," Diego said in astonishment. Simba was amazed. "Diego!" he said in drunk excitement. "That was incredible!" "It certainly was," Diego agreed, smiling. "Say, is there another one behind the opposite ear, too?" "I don't know," Simba responded, playing along. "Is there?" "Let's take a look," Diego whispered twice. This time, Diego reached his right paw out, snapped his fingers, and magically pulled yet another fresh Budweiser bottle out from behind Simba's left ear. "I knew it!" Diego chanted. "I knew we wouldn't have to go back to the fridge for these!" "That is impressive, Diego!" Simba commented, clapping a bit. "Indeed, buddy!" Diego replied, softly punching his roommate in the right shoulder (out of love, of course). "This time, let's pour beer into each other's mouths, just like a waterfall." "Sure," Simba agreed, grinning at his best friend. "Let's do it."
The TV transitioned to the next episode of The Twilight Zone. This time, it was the well-known episode called "Nightmare at 20,000 Feet". Simba looked at his watch to check the time; it was 7:30 PM. "Only 30 minutes until you and I head upstairs to take our Friday night shower!" he informed Diego in an excited tone of voice. "I can't wait!" Diego commented with pride. "By the time this Twilight Zone episode ends, we'll head upstairs." "Sounds about right to me," Simba said assuredly, giving Diego a thumbs-up. "Now... waterfall?" "Absolutely, Your Majesty," Diego said, remembering his idea. Just like the way he said it in the kitchen, Diego grinned at Simba and spoke to him, calling him "Your Majesty" with almost a British-sounding accent. At this point, Diego really started to feel super horny. So did Simba. As "Nightmare at 20,000 Feet" was playing on the TV, Simba and Diego turned to face each other and embraced. While they were embracing, Simba lifted his Budweiser bottle and poured beer into Diego's mouth like a waterfall. More and more beer was pouring into Diego's mouth until it started to overflow and run down Diego's chest again. Diego gargled and got so tickled that he started laughing hard and uncontrollably. He took the time to swallow his beer down the hatch before letting the laughter out of his system. Simba opened Diego's robe and gave him chest rubs. It tickled Diego, but it also felt warm and relaxing for him. When he was done, it was then his turn to get a beer waterfall. Simba and Diego were still embracing. Just like what happened the first time, Diego lifted his Budweiser bottle and poured beer into Simba's mouth like a waterfall. More and more beer was pouring into Simba's mouth until it started to overflow and run down Simba's chest this time. Simba gargled and got so tickled that he started laughing hard and uncontrollably. He took the time to swallow his beer down the hatch before letting the laughter out of his system. It was now Diego's turn to give Simba chest rubs. The saber-toothed tiger opened the lion's robe and gave him chest rubs. It tickled Simba, yet felt warm and relaxing for him, too. "Well, that was fun," Diego said. "Indeed," Simba replied. "Even though we're now sticky and covered in cold, wet beer, the real fun is just about to get started." "It sure is," Diego said, winking. "Because you know what's it's time for right about now?" "Oh, yeah," Simba responded with a horny grin on his face. "Our Friday night shower!" the two lovey-dovey feline studs said at the exact same time! "Let's see, is the episode just about over?" Simba asked, glancing at the TV. It was. Rod Serling, the creator of The Twilight Zone, was reciting the episode's closing narration. "For happily, tangible manifestation is very often left as evidence of trespass, even from so intangible a quarter as the Twilight Zone." As the episode's closing credits rolled, the TV asked Simba and Diego if they were still watching the show, with 2 boxes underneath it, 1 labeled "Yes", 1 labeled "No". Simba took the remote and clicked the "No" button, as he and Diego weren't going to be watching the show anymore that night. Afterwards, he powered the TV off until tomorrow. Simba looked at his watch again; it was 7:55 PM. Five minutes to 8:00 PM. It was time. "Are you ready?" Simba asked Diego, bracing himself for the upcoming shower. "I'm ready," Diego replied, also bracing himself for the shower. "Let's go." Leaving their sticky, damp couch behind in the living room, Simba and Diego both stood up and started towards the staircase, getting ready to go upstairs for their Friday night shower.