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The Hangover Meme

The Hangover Meme

Last night was amazing. Or maybe it was terrible. Maybe you can't actually remember. Whatever happened, you definitely drank waaaaay too much last night. Now, in the harsh, harsh light of day, you have to face the decisions you've made. Or not, you can always just lie in bed for the whole day and refuse to move. That works too.

The Rules

1) Post your top comment with preferences!
2) Roll a RNG to find your prompt!
3) Reply to other top comments!

The Prompts

1) The One With the Tiger: You've woken up in someplace you don't remember being. Someone's missing a tooth. There's a tiger in the bathroom. Someone's baby is here? Or maybe you've woken up in a room full of half naked people where a rager clearly occurred. What the fuck happened? And why is there blood on your shirt?

2) The 'Nam Flashbacks: You initially wake up without any idea of what you did last night, but it' s coming back to you in horrifying visions. Oh god. No. Make it stop.

3) Kill Me Just Kill Me I Accept the Void: You wake up feeling like the Grim Reaper himself is sitting on your back playing a drum solo with your skull. You're probably on the bathroom floor. You promise yourself you'll never drink again, but we all know that's a lie.

4) Be Functional: Everything is terrible. You might throw up, the light bulb is enough to make you shrink back like a vampire, and you sat in the shower for twenty minutes and cried. But now you have to be up and awake and function like a person. Do you have a job? Or a secret mission to do? Too bad, now you gotta do it while slowly dying inside.

5) The Two Day Affair: You actually didn't drunk too much last night! But, you did the other night, and you're being punished for it. This hangover has gone on over a full day now, because you probably deserve this.

6) Waking Up In Vegas: It's like the one with a tiger, but now you're married! Surprise! Try not to vomit on your new spouse while you work this out.

7) Somebody Call the Po-lice: You've woken up in a jail cell. Maybe you remember getting here, maybe you don't. But now you've got to get out somehow, legally or otherwise, while a tiny man jackhammers the inside of your brain.

8) The Unique Cure: Everyone's got their own weird cure for a hangover. Grease, or a long run, of more alcohol. Or maybe this time you're trying some bizarre new cure that someone else swears in and down works. Raw egg? Okay, sure. If it stops the pain.

9) Still Drunk: You wake up great! You're a little wobbly, but that's okay! Life is good! Wait. You're, uh. You're still drunk, buddy. Shit.

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[So their dearest captain likes chocolate. Lance makes a note to remember that, which he thinks he might be able to at this point of mind. He's used to remembering weird little things about his team, something he's used to doing from home. From dealing with siblings, it's always been good to know who needs something, who's going to get in trouble with their mom at home, little things to note for those too stubborn to say what they wanted for Christmas... Shiro liking chocolate is a good thing to note. With Hunk's creativity in the kitchen, he'll have to ask. Especially for Shiro, since he rarely asks for anything. Always the one who takes care of the team... Lance really wants to remember this.

Well, when he's out of the tree. He will definitely ask when he's no longer trapped forever. When he hears Shiro's voice, he looks around--trying to find him in the branches, before realizing why the older Paladin speaks of climbing the tree.

Oh. Because he's on the ground.

Lance looks down and gives him the biggest, dopiest smile he can muster. He's just so happy to see him there.]

I'm saaaved! Shiiroooo, you're my favorite!

[Looking around for something to hang on to, he finds a smaller branch just a few inches up and reaches over to hang onto it--which he merely flops onto, trying to wrap his arms underneath it to keep his balance. The sky spins unsteadily for a second, and he just sighs, leaning his head on it.] Man... I'm real messed up.

[Aaaaand - there's Lance's face, peering down through a break in the branches. At least it pinpoints exactly where he is -

and Shiro probably should feel the relieved and slightly crooked grin move across his face - but he does. Lance is saved. Again. Reaching up, Shiro hooked a hand over a low branch.]

I won't tell Hunk you said so - but thanks. [Everyone is Lance's favorite at some point or another. It's still hard not to enjoy that kind of effusion, especially when it really is entirely sincere. With a grunt, he hauls himself up and starts the climb to reach the other pilot. It doesn't take too much time, though he's a bit bulky in his armor and he's trying to be careful not to shake any of the branches supporting Lance. When he finally gets on level with him - his eyebrows go up. That's - a lot of vines.]

Real messed up is an understatement. Do you remember what you were drinking was called?

[Because, reaching out with his tech hand, activating it so that the vines tear easily without much jarring tugging, Shiro is pretty sure he's going to make a rule against any of the team drinking it in the future.]

[Lance is just all smiles as he waits for Shiro to make his way up. There's just something about Shiro's presence that just brings calm and reassurance, and seeing him there, knowing that he's already here and ready to help Lance get the hell out of this tree, eases every mild worry he had the ability to have. (It isn't much, not with his current level, but it's something.)]

Uh... it was... Galran-somethin', from what they named it. Not like... from 'em but like... funny. [He hiccups, but finds himself startled when Shiro's mechanical hand cuts through the vines. Lance moves back a foot, finding himself completely amazed that it's finally free.]

Whoa... whoa! Shiro... Shiro, you diiiid it. That's my foot!

[And on trying to wiggle his foot, far too pleased by it, he loses his balance and almost slides off. His hands scramble for holding onto the branch again.] Shit, no! Shiro, I'mma... [And then he pales for a second.] I gotta throw up.

[Maybe Koran will know what type of booze it was. Shiro hopes so. Because its definitely getting banned.

And then Lance is slipping and Shiro automatically grabs for the freed foot and - ]

Turn your head. Over side the side!

[Lance is quick to obey instructions, turning his head to face the side of the tree. And with his grasp weakly still gripping onto the vines, he proceeded to continue to empty the contents of his stomach. It lasts only for a few short minutes, but when he finishes, he finds himself groaning and glancing back at Shiro.]

'S like Hunk... all space sick 'n stuff. Except... I'm not goin' anywhere.

[He sits up and reaches a hand for Shiro, hoping for help out of this tree.]

[What follows is - colorful. And has Shiro wincing in sympathy. He's got no desire to now but he remembers when he first graduated and he and all his friends went out for a bender. Because that was what 'adults' did to celebrate their new adulthood.

Or something.

It hadn't ended well and Shiro had sworn off ever doing anything that stupid again. Even now the memory of the morning after and how miserable it felt was enough to make his stomach pinch.

So he gingerly shifted forward, trying not to move the branches too much but enough to keep a hand on the back of Lance's chest plate armor in case the vines or the tree decided to give way.

Not that he didn't deserve it but seeing Lance miserable was nothing that Shiro enjoyed.]

It'll be a little better now. Getting it out of your stomach is a good step forward. I'll still see if Koran has any painkillers once we get back. We should get you hydrated too. [His voice was low, just a soothing rumble as he caught Lance's reaching hand and helped him closer.] Think you can get on my back? I can get us down faster that way.

[Lance relaxes a little at Shiro's words. He's sure made a mess of things, and he's certain he just puked a goddamn rainbow, but he's glad it's over. Well, mostly over. He still feels insanely light-headed and off-kilter, but he can feel Shiro's secure grip on his arm and he's certain they'll get back just fine.

He looks at Shiro, then at his back, then takes a deep breath. His coordination isn't that bad (yes, it is) that he can't maneuver that.]

Sure can, cap'n! Just don't wanna hurl on you too... cuz I had a lot more 'n just that.

[Once close enough, he flops over against Shiro, throwing an arm around his shoulders. He's probably going about this piggyback process all wrong, but... he's trying.]

[The threat of even more vomit isn't lost on Shiro and his eyes widen before narrowing in a wince.

The things he does for his team.

It's okay though. They're worth it. And Lance's cheerful willingness to try even though he's so completely off the mark are just a reminder of why. So he shifts around himself until he's got the other paladin in position and then hooks Lance's arms around his shoulders.

This would be easier if he could just toss Lance over his shoulder but - that's not only just asking to leave a trail of puke behind them but it would be murder on the other pilot's head and possibly blacking out. So - piggy back it is even if Shiro isn't sure if Lance is going to manage to hang on on his own very well. It's a long trip back to the top of the cliff and the speeder but maybe he can get Black to touch down somewhere around here and save them both a whole lot of time.

First things first. Getting them both out of the tree. One final sweep to make sure there aren't any hidden vines attached to yank Lance back as Shiro starts moving and then Shiro starts working his way down the tree, holding Lances wrists in front of him with one hand and using the other to maneuver.

Without the jet pack's help it turns into more of a controlled drop. Shiro, knowing he'll regret it, still makes sure he lands on the bottom. A little winded he still manages:]

Try to puke to the side -

[Lance grimaces a little as they move. He feels as though he's reached his current quota of sickness for the time being, there's no telling how unlucky Shiro may end up before the afternoon. Lance wills himself to hold back while he ends up on Shiro's back, hanging on weakly.

But this much movement brings a jolt of pain along the left of his abdomen, and his hands clench into fists. As he attempts to hiss in pain, he hiccups in the same move, and he yelps, trying to tug one hand away to hold onto his side.]

Shit... Shiro... think I broke somethin'... [And he hiccups, then follows it with a gasp. He drops his head on Shiro's shoulder. He's had an epiphany.]

Oh, oh, Shiro! King's Piss!

[Getting Lance back into position once they're on the ground takes up enough enough of Shiro's concentration that he almost doesn't catch that something's up with Lance until he yelps. That has his eyes going a little wide and he twists his head a little to try to look over his shoulder, hoping he's not rewarded with a face full of vomit.

Broken? That's not good.

That's not bad either though. At least not as bad as it could be. Its obviously not life threatening. And - it really does make sense, if Lance fell that far. Even his luck can only hold just so far.

His eyebrows hitch.]

Hang on. I'm calling in Black. We'll be back at the castle in no time.

... what's king's piss?

[Calling in Black? Lance grins. Despite his uneasy stomach, there's an excitement that comes with seeing the lions again. After his whirlwind adventure, familiarity is best.

Call in Blue too, I wanna fly! [Spoken more in excitement than anything. He probably still could pilot, but it'd go similarly to his first few days flying, with the garrison: horribly. But the question on the weird drink just gets him a little riled up all the same.]

An'... Haggard's Kitty Litter. The stuff I had! All gruff names, but... first one looked all bright 'n happy... like they had these sprinkle things, looked like candy... pro'lly were, tasted like it. Couldn't taste the bite at all! Litter one though... thought I drank acid, it burned. But I still had like... a lot of 'em? Cup never got empty and first... first I thought it was like the cup right? But Shasni just kept fillin' it for me.

[And then he hiccups again.] We should ask Coran t'make some! You'd probably like it. Tastes like rainbows... well, first one does. You like rainbows, Shiro?

[Shiro just cocks an eyebrow at the request for Blue. Because - no. Not doing that.]

You can fly when you're sober. We only need to level one patch of trees that's lion sized here.

[Though he thinks he remembers a clearing not too far from here so hopefully they won't have to level any trees at all. He starts walking, trying not to jar Lance - and grimaces.

It's a good thing Lance doesn't have any clearance codes or other things people could steal from him while he was inebriated because it sure sounded like someone had been deliberately trying to get him sloshed. Shiro made a mental note not to let Lance wander off on his own on strange planets any more. He was far too trusting, which was a nice quality, but dangerous for him.]

I don't like rainbows when you're vomiting them over the side of a tree.

[A little dry - and a little amused.] Let's just stick to the chocolate, okay?

[And overhead he saw the shadow of Black.]

[Lance laughs, soft but amused here. Only one patch of trees... He can get that. While he wants to argue he can fly even blindfolded--Shiro has a point there. Less work for him. He'll take it.] Gotta be nice to th'a trees, yep. [But getting to ride in the lions is nice. He'll try to visit Blue once they go back, when he's able to walk normally on his own again, and his side doesn't hurt, and he doesn't feel tentatively close to puking more rainbow liquor.]

Okaaay. Choc'late first. [He holds on a little tighter to Shiro, just grinning to himself... until they get closer to the lion and his stomach lurches again. He leans over, patting Shiro's shoulder.]

...'m gonna hurl again.

[They're in for a long ride back to the castleship.]

[I laughed so hard. Perfect line to end it on. Thanks for the thread!]

[I'm glad, it seemed fitting! lol :) You're a great Shiro, by the way~]

[aw, thanks! It was easy playing against your Lance. You've really got his voice down great!]

[Oh, thank you so much!! Lol I think this was actually my first thread with him too.]

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good place to wrap it up?

Sounds good! Thanks for playing with me :)

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