"Hey Ace?"
"Yeah Natsu?"
"What happened last night?"
"We got drunk celebrating the New Year."
"Oh… Is there a reason why we're on the floor?"
"I think we were partying a bit too hard."
"That crazy pony can sure throw one hell of a party." Natsu chuckled.
"That probably explains why I can't feel my legs." Ace smirked, "Either that or we boned about as much as those two."
Natsu lifted his head up and saw Tifa and Yang sprawled out on the couch together. They were pretty cute together, he had to admit. He hadn't really understood why Cloud and his buddies had kept pushing the two together, but seeing them now… It was kinda understandable.
"You do know that they both still have their clothes on, right?"
"Still… It's not like either of us have any actual shirts." Ace joked.
"You got that right!"
"Woah…"
*CLANG!*
"Damn, that was one helluva party." Tony said as if he hadn't just fallen on the floor.
"Ugh… Not so loud…" Tifa grumbled as she shifted more under Yang's chin. The blonde reciprocated by shifting her chin on Tifa's hair.
"So, any New Year's Resolutions?" Wolverine asked Flash as they wound down from their healing factors healing their hangovers.
"I'd say to just try and do the regular thing. To try not to make as many time paradoxes as last year."
Wolverine asked the obvious question, "How many did you make last year?"
"That depends… Do you remember a day when Tails had three tails and spelled his name with a 'Z'?"
"No…"
"Then I fixed all the ones that I found." Flash noted, "If I can only make five, then that's a new record for me."
"Ha! That's rich!"
"What about you, Logan?- Any resolutions for the new year?"
"Nah. That stuff's for lame-brains like you."
Flash sat in his seat for a moment and then smirked, "Cap convinced you to curse less for the sake of the kids around here, didn't he?"
"More like he put in a Swear Jar and is having that He-Man dick enforce it."
"Heh heh…" Flash chuckled before he noticed something in his line of sight, "Uh, Logan?"
"Oh what?- That knuckle-brained dumbass can go get his head stuck in a lawnmower for all I care."
"Logan…"
"Like I'd give a crap. It's not like he's ever done anything for me as of late…"
"Logan…"
"I mean, he's a nice guy and all, but it's not like death matters here. I couldn't even care about his fu-"
"LOGAN!"
Logan sighed as he pinched his nose, "He's standing right behind me, isn't he?"
Flash nodded.
"I counted three curses Logan. That'll be sixty Unets that you have to put in the jar."
"Ah, dammit…" Logan started to dig around in his pocket.
"Make it eighty."
"Cra- I mean… Crud…" Logan caught himself before digging himself any deeper.
"Heh, between you, Tony, Dante, and Guts, we might be able to earn enough money to put in another lap pool in a day." Flash joked.
"Couldn't you make one in less than a minute?"
"Yeah, but that's not really the point." Flash smirked, "Here, I'll spot you ten." He gave the old soldier ten of his Unets before stretching to head off to another room to hopefully find someone who wasn't drunk.
"Is it possible to get drunk off of apple cider?" Tails grumbled as he struggled to stand up.
"It would have to ferment first, but I think it would take a lot to cause drunkenness."
"You guys are nuts." Spider-Man noted.
"You didn't drink with the others?"
"I don't… do alcohol that well…" Spidey admitted.
"Figures." Terry grumbled, "Why did I get stuck with sitting these guys?"
"You drew the shortest straw." Spidey answered, "And besides, Twilight was busy making sure that Lucy was alright."
"Well… Here's hoping that the upcoming year is a good one."
X: I have a few chapters on the backburner after this one. I'll upload two of them tomorrow.
Wade: Well, have a great New Year's everybody!
Pinkie: Here's to another great year!
Alexis: Tweet tweet chirp!