A Not-so-happy Not-so-New-Years

[r7]

 

Yeah…. Not exactly in the New Years mood, or having anything to do with New Years…….. Oops.

Wait, what? Seven is alive and posting his own work? This can’t be true……..  That’s because it isn’t, auspicious reader.

This fic is basically a question and idea wrapped in a fic gift basket. This was something I had started to wonder about, and my small example expanded into a form I can share with all of you. So, with that in mind, here you are.

Ratt woke up, groggy and his head feeling like it had been stuffed with cotton. He assumed the body hadn’t slept much last night, despite he himself going to sleep at a regular time. He sat there for a while, trying to make sense of the other’s last night….. Before a stir from the other bed across the room snapped him back to reality. He squinted at the person, trying to figure out how they were…… Yep, blonde hair, so that was ███████ - Collin must have been in control the night before. He thought about it for a second, before realizing that it must have meant that Goose was currently sleeping in the single-person side room across the hall for the night. As he got up, he made a mental note to make sure he was in control when the body went to bed next time.

Dragging himself out of bed, Ratt the began to walk down to the kitchen, stopping by what had been named as the ‘room of shame’ by those that had to stay in it. When Goose made a muffled, sad sigh something in the realm of ‘Collin, go away’; Ratt mumbled in return.

“Goose, it’s me.” He said quietly through the door.  Goose seemed to perk up considerably, mumbling in a much less gloomy tone and Ratt thought he heard something about ‘up soon’ through the door.

When he reached the kitchen, he found a sleepy ███████ clinging to his hand. Internally cringing slightly; he, politely as he could, removed her hand and placed it back on the table with a slight ‘Ratt today’. ███████ simply sighed and headed back towards the bedroom - notably the double one - presumably to go back to sleep. A short time after, as he was pouring his cereal, a female voice drifted in from outside.

“Kee-ry?” It asked.

“Nah, it’s Ratt today.” Ratt called back, beginning to get annoyed at all of his other girlfriends bothering him when all he really wanted to do was spend time with Goose. Looking through the window, he saw the female form walking away, slouched.

Finally, Goose came out of the single bedroom, looking stunning, as ever, to Ratt. She sat down next to him at the table, and began pouring cereal of her own……. When Kerry woke up. And he was really annoyed Ratt had turned his girlfriend away.

Ratt, stuck behind Kerry, proceeded to watch Goose get the same treatment as the other two girls, and as her heart sank, so did his.

Happy New Years?