“Zippity doo da, zippity ay, my oh my what a wonderful... Night,” you sang loudly and highly off key as you stumbled to your bunk.

You were passed the point of drunk. Way passed the point, but you were still conscious and not going to pass out anytime soon.

As you neared your bunk you totally forgot what you had come onto the bus for. The rest of the guys outside sitting around drinking around the fire would probably laugh at you if they knew you had forgotten. Still humming zippity doo da you started going through things as you made your way to the living room type area, you were hoping to jog your memory by doing this.

“Zippity doo da,” you breathed softly as you bent to pick up the cigarette that had fallen out from behind your ear and landed on one of the benches.

“Nice ass,” a drunk voice said behind you.

Standing up awkwardly, fallen cigarette temporarily forgotten you turned to see who had spoken. You were just drunk enough that you needed a visual to go along with the voice to know who had said it.

“Go away Zacky,” you said half heartedly as you shooed him with your hand.

You turned to go back to picking up your cigarette, your humming continuing as you did so.

“What are you humming?” Zacky asked as he took the last steps left till he was sitting on the couch you were picking your cigarette off of.

“I was humming zippity doo da,” you said as you sat down on the couch next to him.

You figured it better since it was more stable than standing, as when you were on your feet you swore the earth was moving rapidly underneath you.

“Didn’t you use to sing that very loudly, and badly when cleaning around the house when we were growing up?” Zacky asked drunkenly as he leaned back on the couch type thing.

“I did. Yup yup, I did. And it use to annoy Matty so much when I did it. He always said I would never grow up,” you said as you placed the cigarette between your lips but not quite lighting it.

“But you did, grow up. But yet not. Hence you are Peter Pan,” Zacky said as he flicked the cigarette out of your lips, sending it sailing off somewhere.

“Ass,” you said as you pouted but making no move to go after it.

“Yup, I’ve got one,” Zacky said as he turned a bit to point at his ass before sitting normally again.

The two of you slipped into silence a bit, and you joined Zacky by leaning back onto the couch as well. The world still felt like it was moving all around you at a hectic pace, but you loved this type of drunk feeling. Everything was perfect when this type of drunk came on you, you were giddy type happy. And completely drunk. Like beyond sensibility. But it made things seem perfect, all right in the world. Hence you were being civil with Zacky. Though you kept temporarily forgetting who you were sitting so calmly, and drunkenly, with.

“Zippity doo da, zippity ay,” you started to sing softly as you started conducting music with your pointer fingers as your hands were clasped on your stomach.

“My oh my, what a wonderful day,” Zacky picked up on the soft singing.

You looked over at him and grinned.

“Plenty of sunshine headin my way. Zippity do da. Zippity ay. Mister bluebird on my shoulder,” you and Zacky belted out together at top volume.

At “shoulder” you stopped and flopped back down onto the couch because you couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Zacky had joined you in the imaginary conducting. You both had your hands out in front of you as you swished them drunkenly back and forth as if you really were conducting an orchestra. Instead of just drunkenly singing old Disney songs for no apparent reason other than you were so wasted you didn’t know you were hanging out together.

As your fit of giggles calmed down to mere small mini bursts of laughter, and the occasional release of air sounding like “shoo”, you turned to look at where Zacky was sitting beside you. He had stopped everything as well only he was staring down at you, his head cocked to the side. You coughed a bit, well it wasn’t really a cough but the remainder of your laughter finally leaving your body. You stared back at him. He jerkily moved forward, moving closer to your oddly splayed form. Then he stopped, a short distance from you.

“You’re pretty,” he said drunkenly as he continued to look at you.

“You have pretty eyes,” you said back.

Then Zacky closed the distance, rather awkwardly, but closed it nonetheless. And as he did so he crashed his lips to yours, his upper body aligning with yours. You kissed him back straightening out a bit and wiggling around so that you were mostly directly below him, laying on the couch. Zacky leaned his body in closer to yours, just softly pressing his body against yours. The kisses were sloppy, they were drunk kisses, but you didn’t care. You were just happy that you were getting kissed. You put a hand up towards his head, accidentally poking him in the eye which caused him to “oomph” into the kiss. This made you giggle a bit into the kiss as you finally, successfully, wrapped your hand in his hair and pulled him closer to you. You made with the sloppy kisses till you felt Zacky being lifted off you.

“Oh all that is sacred in this world that is so wrong,” you heard Johnny say from somewhere near you.

You opened up your eyes as they had been closed while kissing Zacky. You saw that Zacky had in fact been placed by your, not so happy looking, brother at the far end of the long couch you were on. You let out a giggle and accidentally rolled off the couch as you tried to sit up in one motion. You had wanted to sit up to show them that you weren’t as drunk as you were, but the falling off killed it.

“Ow,” you laughed in pain as you held your elbow as you sat on the floor.

“I’m so going to hurl. Oh god Kales you’re so beyond drunk,” Matt said as he lifted you up onto the couch and placed you in a sitting position.

“So are you gorilla boy, you smell of bad alcohol,” you said to your brother as you squinted your eyes up to look at him. They all were fairly drunk, you and Zacky though took the cake on drunkenness it seemed.

Zacky was trying not to laugh a few feet away from you. You turned to look at him. You winked at him, a giant grin plastered on your face.

“Oh I’m so going straight to hell for letting this happen. I knew she had been in here too long. I should of checked as soon as Zacky went wandering,” Matt said as he stepped away from you.

“Well at least the loud awful singing gave us a clue that something could be up,” Johnny said from his spot standing in the middle of the room.

You looked over at Zacky and silenced a laugh as it shook your body a bit at the memory of your singing. Zacky grinned back and then ran his tongue across his lips as seductively as he could muster. You mimed biting and then bit your lip ring as you started to scoot closer to him.

“Keep them apart,” you heard your brother shout.

As you neared Zacky you all of a sudden felt Johnny push you away and stand so he was in-between you and Zacky as the back of his legs were pressed against the front edge of the couch.

“Oh I don’t feel so hot,” you heard your brother say.

At that you took your eyes off of Zacky and looked over at your brother who was standing in the semi entrance to the area you were in, leaning against the wall a bit. He looked awful. Slightly green. And you intended to tell him so.

“You look slightly green Matty. Kind of like the flecks in Zacky’s eyes,” you said, the last part coming out as if the idea had just struck you.

“Oh that’s it I’m so getting sick,” you heard your brother mumble before dashing out of the area.

You heard him run down the hall and slam into the bathroom loudly. Then you heard the retching noises of him losing the contents of his stomach into the toilet. You were just glad that you had always had a strong stomach and that the noises never made you ill yourself. Johnny on the other hand was not having such a good go of it. He looked to be turning slightly white around the edges.

“Kales. Stay, I gotta run outside. Just. Stay where you are, don’t do anything you know you’re going to regret in the morning,” Johnny said before dashing out of the room.

That left you and Zacky alone for the moment. You turned to look at him and found that he had already closed the very short distance between the two of you. Immediately he pressed his lips against yours, drunkenly massaging them with his own. You let a small moan escape your lips as he ran his tongue across your bottom lip, asking for entrance as it flicked your lip ring. Smiling a bit you opened your mouth as you leaned back onto the couch, bringing him down with you. As he pressed his growing arousal against your leg you felt your hips buck on instinct. It was nice to feel wanted after losing Jeph. You just wanted to feel needed, wanted to feel wanted, desired, loved. Not that you were looking for love, right now all you wanted was contact. Primal, basic contact.

You moaned as Zacky drunkenly explored your mouth and you did the same, your tongue tracing the contours of his mouth. It wasn’t the most amazing kisses ever because of the alcohol consumption, but it was what you had needed. You let out a sort of hiss through your nose when Zacky pressed himself once again against you, letting you know just how much he was enjoying it, and you.

You let out a little mew right as you heard multiple pairs of feet walking quickly down the hallway towards you.

“Johnny I told you to keep them separate,” you heard Matt shout.

“Sorry you made me have to yack as well,” Johnny protested as you felt Zacky being forcefully yanked off you.

“Hey,” you started to protest but were cut off.

“NO. You stay. We’re taking him away. Jimmy take care of her,” your brother said as he and Johnny bodily took Zacky off the bus.

You tried sitting up but failed miserably, managing to only put yourself into a sort of slouched to the side position. You felt the couch sink in next to you, on the side where your head was. You looked up and beamed a giant smile at Jimmy.

“Oh lord Kales,” Jimmy sighed as he shook his head.

“You know you’re going to remember this all right? You never forget anything,” Jimmy said, once again shaking his head sadly.

“I forgot why I hate Zacky. But no I will remember this. After I pass out now,” you said as if you hadn’t just been making out with Zacky, and then proceeded to pass out.

You were so passed out that you had no idea that Jimmy then proceeded to bodily pick you up and carry to into the back bedroom and lay you down. You didn’t stir when he slipped off your shoes, nor your hoodie and t-shirt. He slipped one of his shirts over your upper body that was still clad in a tank top and bra. Next be pulled off your socks and jeans and slipped you into your old ratty sweats. And during all of this you didn’t stir. You were out cold.

Notes

Woo hoooooo!!!
Finally Zacky and Kales make out!
Drunken make out for the win!!!