6962. Junyo is no longer allowed to make her "Love potion Number 9" sake ever again. We will not state the reason why.

Yokosuka.

"Maya-chan, are you sure about this?" asked Atago nervously.

"Of course. Doctor Mizuno thinks it will do us both a lot of good if we try out each other's favorite activities. Now, we've done dressmaking, so now we're doing something I like to do."

"Getting drunk with Nachi?"

"Exactly." said Maya. "Look, you said it yourself that you need to let your hair down more often."

"And nothing does that batter than getting absolutely plastered." added Nachi as she handed out their drinks. "Come on, it'll be fun."

Atago eyed the drink in her hand for a moment before shrugging and taking a sip.

Three hours later...

"What do you mean there's no more alcohol?!" asked Maya.

"Yeah, what gives Mamiya? You've never run out before." added Nachi.

"I wasn't counting on the two of you bringing a friend, much less one who drinks as much as the two of you." said Mamiya.

"Sorry." hiccupped Atago.

"Not your fault, sis. Besides, I know where we can get some more." said Maya.

"Junyo?"

"Junyo. Let's go."

Mamiya watched the three cruisers stagger out of the bar, mentally reminding herself to order more alcohol for next Friday.

"We won't be waking her help, will we?" asked Atago.

"Nope. Hiyo's on a sortie, and Junyo keeps vampire hours." said Maya as she knocked on the carrier's door. "Hey, Junyo! You in there?"

Within a minute, the door opened, revealing Junyo carrying a vast assortment of tubes, glass, and what looked like a teapot. "Sorry girls. I'm working on the still tonight, and I didn't get a chance to make a new batch."

"You mean you don't have any alcohol either?" asked Atago, her face falling.

"No, I pretty much used it all when I took a break." said Junyo. "Actually, hold that thought."

Junyo went back into her room, rummaging through her shelves before she found what she was looking for. Grabbing it, she came back to the door and handed Nachi a small bottle.

"What's this?"

"Sake. I call it, "Love Potion Number Nine."

"Huh?"

"There were some Americans on the karaoke stage the other night, and that really was the only song they managed to sing."

"We'll take it.' said Maya. "Come on girls, let's go back to our room and enjoy this, what is it again?"

"Sake."

"Yes, that. Allons-y."

The next morning...

Atago groaned as she opened her eyes.So, this is what they mean by being hungover she thought. She rolled over, intend to wiggle out of her bed when she bumped into something, something sporting a very familiar ponytail. Stunned, Atago backpedaled, only to bump into something behind her. Turning around, she saw Maya sleeping next to her, her hat over her eyes. Alternating her gaze between the two of them, Atago's still hungover mind came to a couple of surprisingly clear conclusions. One, she was definitely not dreaming, and two, neither she, Maya, or Nachi had any of their clothes on. Analysis complete, she had only one more thought before she fainted.

Uh-oh.