Rumor Gal Cabin Living Room, Friday Morning

[bigdamndestiny]

After a very busy evening of... well, Merlin wasn't exactly certain, but he knew there were brownies and cheesy garlic bread in there. Perhaps a bit of mead...

But now he was waking up to the oddest feeling in his mouth and someone resting on his chest. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be female. And of the Francine persuasion.

What on earth happened last night?

[[Oooopen for the fellow cabinmaaates]]

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[thatsamilkshake]

Oh, like Francine could tell him. Francine couldn't manage more than a sleepy, "Mnnnnnnnnnnnnnhhrrf" and an attempt to find a slightly more comfortable position for her head.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

The fact that he was more than just a wee bit bony probably didn't help with the comfort bit. "Francine?"

...okay, the mouth feeling wasn't going away.

[bitchprince]

Arthur was... somewhere over here. By the couch.

And by what appeared to be an ankle. No, a leg. Yes, a leg. A whole, skinny leg. "Mrff?"

What had he been eating last night?

That really was a leg, wasn't it?

[thatsamilkshake]

Something was making noise." "Mpferlinh? Five more minnitsplz." Francine slapped around for the alarm clock to shut it off.

Arthur's head is not an alarm clock, Francie.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Frowning at that, Merlin could certainly handle another five minutes. Even if he couldn't feel one arm and his leg was being held onto by someone...

So he sighed and closed his eyes again.

[bitchprince]

Arthur had no such comforts, unfortunately. He was being smacked in the head.

His eyes blinked open rapidly. "What?"

[thatsamilkshake]

More noise. That was not supposed to happen. "SNOOZE BUTTON," Francine said very clearly despite having her face buried in Merlin's shirt, and reached to shut it off again.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

Edmund, meanwhile, was curled up against one of the walls. The noise startled him into sitting up quickly, hair all over the place, eyes bleary. "What minotaur?"

[bitchprince]

"Please don't tell me there's one outside," Arthur muttered, from his end, "It'd be a waste of the morning to have to go out and kill something."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"What?" he asked, blinking. He hadn't even realised he'd said the minotaur comment. Edmund's brain was behind the rest of him.

[bitchprince]

"I'm going to take that as a 'no'. Just as well," Arthur returned, still cranky over being smacked into waking. "Best if you get some water or the like."

If Arthur found out what had happened, Chuck Bass was going to be in for an epic arse-kicking.

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"No," Edmund shook his head. "That requires moving." With that, he laid back down and slung an arm over his eyes. It was too early for this.

[bitchprince]

Arthur considered that for a moment.

"Fair point," he agreed at last.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin had been rubbing his forehead, trying to sober wake up. "What?! Where!"

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Nowhere, I was dreaming," he mumbled from the floor.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Merlin covered his face with a pillow. "Tha's good. No real---things."

[once-a-traitor.livejournal.com]

"Well, not here anyway."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin peeked out from under the pillow and promptly thought better of it. "They'd hafta deal with the mighty reserves."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Right, so Katchoo had been pretty drunk herself last night, drunk enough to not notice when her phone went off with a text message during radio and too asleep afterward to check.

This morning, though, despite the raging hangover (falling asleep behind her cabin hadn't helped much with that) she had checked. And suddenly a lot of stuff they'd said on the air last night made more sense. Yes, despite the fact that the text message had looked . . . um, a lot like the most decent way to paraphrase some of her tirades.

So cue Katchoo, eyes bloodshot and leaves plus the occasional stray twig now accompanying the paint in her hair, storming down to Rumor Gal cabin like a compact and hung over force of nature.

"#%*!)%*$)@&%@*(!)&)($#! SPICE BOY I'M GONNA #*($)@*#)@!@($*^ FRANCINE!"

. . . this is your stoned text message on 'roid rage.

[thatsamilkshake]

"Louuuuuuud, Chewie," Francine complained, trying to bury her head among the couch cushions.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Oh, she knew it was loud. It was murdering her own head, and really, the pain just made her more pissed off, which further justified her rage, which led to more ranting and this is why we are glad the Force is not strong in the Baker family. Also there was some jealousy at work there, but shh.

"You want loud, I'll give you loud," she growled, looking around the living room. "But it's not gonna be me doing the screaming."

This was the sort of thing where, if it had been a comic panel, someone ought to be framed with targeting crosshairs. You know, if she found the culprit.

[thatsamilkshake]

"No, I don't want loud." She could almost speak English, when the combination of pasta, brownies and mead wasn't threatening to make a sudden reappearance. "Too much browwwwnieeess."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Katchoo could occasionally shove the rage aside, and when Francine was obviously in pain it was easier to do it.

She bolted over to Francine, ignoring the throb of ow that went along with every step particularly when she had to swerve around people, and crouched down in front of her. "What happened, honey?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine waved a hand without lifting her head. "Bad--" Urp. "--brownies, s'all. I always get kinna spacey when they've got 'regano in 'em. Just never this bad." Yes, because she'd never combined them with way too much alcohol before, or used that much oregano in them.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Oregano," Katchoo repeated slowly. Slowly for several reasons, only one of which was directly related to the hangover. Wait, this had happened before, hadn't it? With Temari and Claire and Chuck? "Since when do you put oregano in brownies, Francie?"