"Ohshiiiiiiiit!" she hollered as she was hoisted over Grey's shoulder. "Not! Fair!" she managed in between giggle fits. She couldn't stop laughing but that didn't stop her from smacking his butt. "Nice game cheater! I'm not scared!" She wiggled a bit to no avail. "GREGOIRE IS A CHEATER!" she announced to the crowded room.
Gray yelped like he had jumped into a pool of very cold water-- high-pitched and laughing. Almost hysterically. "Don't be a sore loser, Sunny!" He nearly cackled.
"When I get down I'm gonna kick your ass!" she giggled. "Maybe I won't though, my weirdo boyfriend might get jealous," she laughed even harder at that, thinking for the first time that Stasi's masochism was funny.
"Yes, you should have!" Gray exclaimed in a voice that compared a bit to that of a maniacal evil scientist. "Guesss... I can't let you down then," He said simply, grinning, not that she could really tell. She could probably tell.
"You doofus! You can't carry me around the whole time!" she reached back to make sure her dress was in place. "Just make sure no one sees my butt!"
"So wait! You don't want to put me down because I'm going to beat you up? You're totally afraid of me!" she laughed maniacally. "Chicken shit!" Big talk for a girl hanging over said chicken shit's shoulder.
"Uh, yeah. Right." Gray tugged the fabric of her skirt down in the most gentlemanly way possible. That is, without touching her ass. Even though it was right there. The last thing he needed was a broken nose on a night when almost half of the people there weren't even allowed to do magic away from the school.
"I'm not afraid of you, really. It's just that I have a really nice view from here..."
"Thank you!" she said when he pulled her skirt down. At least he knew better than to touch her butt these days. She almost patted his shoulder and told him good game but then came that second comment.
"Hey! You're totally terrified of me! Wait a minute! Are you talking about the view of my butt? You're not supposed to look at my butt, you had your chance for that when we dated," she poked him in the side. "And now butt is totally off limits!"
"Try and stop me!" Gray cackled. He was mostly not serious. He didn't really want her to try and stop him, because that would probably involve something broken, and lots of pain.
Sunny grinned mischievously, though they had not dated long, it was easy to find one of Grey's weaknesses in that time. She tickled at his sides momentarily. "Don't make me," she warned still giggling.
Sunny should have known better. Sunny should have really known better. If a boy is carrying you on his shoulder you do not tickle him unless you want him to drop you like a sack of wet cement.
Which is, exactly what happened after Sunny's fingers touched his sides. That and a little bit of surprised yelping. "Oh, shit!"
That's gonna bruise in the morning, she thought to herself as she situated herself on the floor, giggling madly. "Come on, help me up," she held her hands up to him.
Gray smiled sheepishly down at Sunny, "Oh fuck, Lesson learned, miss!" He grabbed her hands and tugged her back upward-- despite the fact that being drunk meant everyone's balance was off.
"Lesson my butt Gregoire," she said staggering back up with his help and stumbling into Grey. "Whoopsie!" she said trying to regain her balance. "I don't know if you haven't noticed or not mister, but I'm a little persistent," she said poking his chest with a wobbly finger. "Bordering on thick headed," she giggled.
Gray was giggling like an idiot, but was kind enough to catch Sunny by putting his arm around her waist. Or at least he thought he was being kind enough.
"Yeah, thick-headed. Sure. Thick something else maybe, too." He raised his eyebrows at her. He wasn't sure what that even meant but it had sounded a lot better in his head.
Once she gained her balance she stood up a little straighter and smacked his chest. "Thick what?" she asked. "Is that a dick joke?" she scrunched up her nose. "Because I don't know if you noticed or not... but I don't have a peener," she couldn't help but laugh at her own observation.
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