The Morning After: Part One

Who: Amber, Keto, Peter, Shaksey
Where: A New Hawiian Bar
When: After the last post
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"Then it is shettled" Peter exclaimed, raising his arm into the air
dramatically. "We shall retire to our room's henceforth and
forthwith." Now he was speaking like Shakespeare, he must have been
really drunk. They managed to pick themselves up and shambled towards
the door, leading support to one another. They waved goodbye, and in
Amber's case blew a kiss, at the barman who was now considerably more
richer.
The quadruplet of Blue Dwarfers stumbled up the stairs to the hotel
and with large amounts of difficulty inserting keys into locks all
managed to get in.
---- The Next Morning ----
Amber woke up, and immediately wished that she was still asleep.
Someone was slamming her head with a hammer and shining a bright light
into her eyes. She rolled over, and rolled into someone. She attempted
to focus on the foreign body in the bed with her and gasped with
shock. It was Peter. She backed away, there was someone else. She
closed her eyes, wishing that it wasn't who she was expecting. She
looked. She screamed. It was Keto.
"If there is still screaming going on when I open my eyes, and I find
out that the screaming and this headache are not part of some awful
demonic nightmare, I am going to be most upset," Said Keto, still
lying there with his eyes firmly closed, "And if I am most upset, I am
going to do everything in my power to make everybody else most upset.
So please, somebody tell me this is a nightmare."
"Where's the fire?" Marwood croaked, breaking the boundaries of sleep
and into consciousness. He opened his eyes and looked at the sight
before him. He didn't know what scared him most, the fact he was in
bed with two senior officers, or the fact that one of them was a
bloke. "Bloody hell" He mumbled "What was I drinking last night? Lager
or Pink Floyd?" He asked no one in particular.
"Good grief..... Mum's going to kill me." Amber murmured, at the same
time Keto said:
"Good grief..... Cleavage's going to kill me"
"I am not," Said Keto, opening his bloodshot eyes, "In a particularly
happy place about this. What are we doing here? What DID we do here?
And, rather more worryingly, am I going to peer under the bed and
find Shakespeare lurking there? Because if so, I promise you all that
I'll kill myself right here and now."
He looked at their unfazed expressions.
"After killing you," he added, glaring. Amber jumped out of bed,
realised that she was naked and pulled the duvet with her, hoping that
neither Peter nor Keto had seen anything. She ignored the obvious.
"Oh man... I can't remember.... I'm going to have Keto's children...
Jay's gonna kill me... Oh man..."
"YOU ARE NOT GOING TO HAVE MY CHILDREN!" Yelled Keto, his voice rising
to more of a shriek as he leaped out of bed too, grabbing a pillow to
cover himself. "I don't recall anything of the sort happening!"
"Look, calm down Amber" Peter reasoned "Even if we did...you
know...the Doc and I probably wore protection" Peter sounded
confident, and preyed to God it was true.