Vincent slowly wakes up and realizes that someone is knocking on his door. "That's the last time I participate in a D&D Cliché Drinking Game when Winston is hosting. My poor lovely little head."
He opens his front door, to reveal his sister standing there with two cups of a coffee and muffins, "How you feeling, sunshine?"
Vincent looks down at his feet for a moment, "Like an ass. I'm sorry, Mouse. Even I have the good sense to be mortified by my behavior."
Mouse pats her brother's shoulder as she enters, "Aww sweetie, I'm not the one you should be apologizing to, you really crossed the line with Eep."
"I know. I'm painfully aware of what a fool I made of myself. I don't know what to say. Was he upset? More than usual, I mean."
"Strangely, he's handling it fairly well."
A puzzled expression crosses Vincent's face, "That actually worries me more."
Vincent approaches Eep & his sister sitting on the grass in-between the two apartment complexes. "Eep, I've been trying to come up with a good apology for last night, but words fail. I have no excuse for what I said. I acted nothing like a gentleman and I'm very, VERY sorry. I hope you can forgive me."
Looking a bit surprised, Eep takes a minute to respond, "Wow. I don't think I've ever seen you acting this sheepish before. I didn't think you were capable of shame."
"Please don't be mad. I truly am sorry. I didn't mean t cross a line. Mouse is probably pissed at me as well, though she's hiding it." He guiltily looks at his sister.
"Calm down. It's fine. It's not like it came as a shock that you were interested." Mouse looks up at her brother, "Sweetie, I'm not mad at you."
"I know. I know. I'd just hate for you guys to be mad."
Eep gestures for Vincent to sit down, "Really. I'm not mad. Mouse isn't mad. Calm the fuck down. It wasn't even that big a deal. Come on! Like you're the only guy to ever drunkenly proposition me."
Mouse looks over at her brother, "It's no big deal. We all say embarrassing things when we're drunk," She then realizes what her boyfriend just said, "Wait... what!?!"
Vincent grins slightly, "It doesn't surprise me either. And if you ever want to explore those drunken advances..." Vincent looks sheepishly at his sister & his friend, " I'm kidding! Kidding! Good gracious, I'm still to embarrassed to even harass you properly." Eep blushes slightly, "Uh... Well... Your brother isn't the first guy to say that to me in a drunken haze, is all."
Mouse shakes her head at the two men, "I'm not really surprised, just wasn't expecting you to say it aloud." She smiles at Vincent, "It is such a refreshing change of pace to see you flustered... Pardon me, while I relish this moment."
Eep looks around, "Oh. Uh, Yeah. I guess wouldn't have normally."
Later that evening, Mouse arrives at work to discover that the main DJ, Satanica, called out sick.
mousethedj: Ugh, it looks like I'll be deejaying the whole set tonight, Satanica called out "sick".
CreepyEep: Lemme know if you want company. I'm not up to anything interesting tonight.
mousethedj: I always want your company, Eep. But, I
should warn you, I'm in a bit of a foul mood. The booth is a mess, one
of my needles broke...
CreepyEep: Suck house! What do you want me to bring? Coffee, cloves, chocolate? Something else starting with C?
mousethedj: umm... I'm sorry, my mind went to a
naughty place. You don't have to bring me anything, but it's sweet of
you to offer. After I get the booth reorganized & I can start
spinning properly, I'll probably feel better.
TerminalVincent: That useless old crone! Do U need me 2 do anything 4 U? Egg her house? Flatten her tires? Cheese her windows?
mousethedj: I saw her out earlier, making out with some new boytoy. Thank you for the offer, I'm going to deal with her tomorrow night... Wow, you're still feeling guilty, aren't you? You don't normally threaten folks on my behalf...
CreepyEep: Wait. What? I'm missing something.
TerminalVincent: It's totes adorbz how cluless U R. Put on ur glad rags. We're going 2 Dracula's Daughter 2 cheer up Mouse.
mousethedj: you said 'something else that start with C', my mind went to a dirty place. I'm sorry, I'm acting like I'm twelve...
CreepyEep: Oh. OH! Oh shit! I... uh... I didn't even think of... Um, I don't think I trust myself to respond to that in a proper manner.
mousethedj: It's ok... I'm acting like an idiot. Bastian just gave me a shot to cheer me up, it tasted like candy. I'd be worried if he liked girls. :-p
Vincent and Eep arrive at the club, Vincent heads over to the booth to say hello to his sister, "What was in that drink? You're grinning like a maniac behind that booth."
Mouse's grin slips ever so slightly,"Ummm, I'm just drinking bourbon... I had an asshole interaction right before you walked in. The grin is hiding my mood. Folks are in rare form this evening... Had someone ask if I could play industrial while I was playing Ministry."
"Oh dear. That's what I was afraid of. Are you sure bourbon is a good idea? Someone might end up bleeding before the night is through."
Mouse shakes her head, "Well, I like my job most of the time so I'm not gonna get out of line. I just needed to be able to handle the guy that touched my ass when I was getting my records. he almost lost an arm. Thankfully, Sasha stepped in. That's when the bourbon happened." Vincent scans the crowd, "What a charming crowd we've got tonight!"
"Sasha just told me there was a bunch of tourons celebrating a birthday." Vincent looks about the tables and discovers the party in question, "Oh wonderful. Tourist morons. That explains things…" Suddenly a scuffle happens at the club entrance, which grabs his attention, "Oh dear. You can be trusted, but can Eep? Did I just see him strong arm a guy out of the club!?!? THE HELL?"
After Sasha has a quick chat with her, Mouse puts on 'Temptation' by New Order, knowing that she has ten minutes or so to check on her boyfriend, "Eep, are you okay? What just happened?" Eep, looking a bit flushed and pale, responds, "Sorry! Sorry! Didn't mean to... it just kinda happened. He just... Whatever. I'm sorry. I can leave if you need me to. I don't wanna get you in trouble."
Mouse grins, "Actually, Sasha the manager wanted to offer you a job as a bouncer." Vincent looks over at his sister and then at his friend, "Well if the way you got that last guy out is any indication you're a natural!"
"Oh God. I'm really sorry! I'd rather just slink away and die. Wait... Did you say job? Seriously?"
Mouse smiles, "Yeah, a job... He said to come talk to him tomorrow if you're interested. Sasha said you handled yourself like a pro. What the heck happened or do I really want to know?"
Eep stands there fiddling with his cigarette lighter, "Um. God. There's no way to say this that doesn't make me sound like an idiot caveman. But, there was this guy, uh, standing behind you while you were rooting through your records, and uh ... he was uh, about to slap you on the ass. I kinda got a little pissed."
Mouse rolls her eyes ever so slightly, "Was he wearing a green shirt?" Eep nods, "That's the one."
"Yeah, that's the dick that I almost broke his arm when he touched my ass earlier. He apparently didn't understand the word no." Eep's eyes widen a bit, "Wow. I'm kinda embarrassed to go see him about a job after that, but it's better than Yog Hut. There wouldn't be a hat."
The rest of the night is, gratefully, uneventful. Vincent goes over to check on his sister, while Eep closes out their tab at the bar. Mouse signals over to her brother, "Psst, I'm a little drunk..." Vincent grins at his sister, "So tonight you're gonna need the ride home?"
"Naaaaaah, I'll be fine by the time I have to go home," She across the room at her boyfriend, "Wow, Eep is really tall." Vincent amused by his sister's lack of sobriety, "Course if you drunkenly text Eep that you want to fuck him, I don't think he'll mind."
"What!?! I would never do that. Besides, I don't need to text him, he's in the same room."
"So, you want ME to tell him you want to fuck him?"
"Yes? No! I can tell him that myself."
Vincent grins widely, "See that you do."
"Encouraging this, isn't going to make me forget about last night, just so you know."
Realizing he's been found out, Vincent giggles, "Dang. Can't blame a boy for trying. I'll be right back, sweetie. I need to go say goodbye to Bastian & Delia."
Eep arrives at the booth to find Mouse smiling at him, "You’re pretty… oh, god, I’m sorry… I’m a little drunk."
"I'd say you're more than a little drunk."
Mouse feeling affectionate towards the surly man, "I'm just amazed that you like me."
"Um. You shouldn't be. You're kinda amazing."
"Well, I think you're kind of amazing, too. I just didn't think anyone like you actually existed & I'm a little paranoid... I think you might be out of my league & will soon figure it out... Oh god, I didn't mean to say that out loud. Ignore me."
Eep feeling uncomfortable, "I'm out of YOUR league? What? I... I don't know what to say to that. I'm so not out of your league. You mean bitter, weird, awkward, and emotionally stunted? Yes. It's hard to believe no one has snatched me up yet."
Mouse reaches for Eep's hand and smiles, "You can be as self- deprecating as you want, but I think you're handsome, talented, sweet & caring..."
"I don't know about all that, but I'm glad you think so."
Vincent arrives at the booth, and Mouse looks at the two men, "Awww, I think I'm ready to head home. How about you?"
Eep smiles, "Yes PLEASE. The folks tonight have been... eh. Something else."
