33 Hangover - He Can Be His Own PSA [Action | Where you are!]

[heartstar_blues]

[The Captain forgot to refill his random assortment of deadly pills sleep cocktail at work and now he had nothing to help him sleep. Still, enough alcohol should do the trick, right? Right

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A

[tictickboom]

[What? He's not dead?

... He's lucky he's The Captain, or Tabby would make him dead. Since he is The Captain, she'll settle for jabbing at him with a broom.]

Re: A

[heartstar_blues]

?[Grunts... mutters and blinks at her.]

What... what are you doing?

[tictickboom]

Poking your stupid ☠☠☠☠ with a broom.

[heartstar_blues]

... ☠☠☠☠... get out of my house.

I'm trying to sleep.

C: because Uninvited Naked Man = Garden Hose, obvs

[ooeeooahah]

Not again!

[ Ilsa walks around to the back of the house, turns on the hose, and drags it to the front yard. She is muttering dire imprecations such as... ]

Been here less than a week and there's already been two of these?

[ GOOD MORNING CAPTAIN! HAVE A BRISK SHOWER! ]

[ Also hosing off any spots he might have gotten sick on ]

[heartstar_blues]

☠☠☠☠!

What!? What!?

[Rolling around and flailing.]

[ooeeooahah]

GIT your ☠☠☠☠ DRUNK ☠☠☠☠ off my ☠☠☠☠ LAWN you ☠☠☠☠-☠☠☠☠ ☠☠☠☠ DEGENERATE!

[ Keeping the spray from the garden hose trained on him but not trying to drown him. ]

[ Yet. ]

[heartstar_blues]

Stop! ☠☠☠☠!

I'll go... ☠☠☠☠! What the ☠☠☠☠?

D

[smallestgrave]

[Rolling over, wondering if Higgs decided he couldn't take another night on that lumpy couch. Wait. That isn't Higgs.]

AAAAHHHHHHHH!

Wh- who are you? What are you doing?

[heartstar_blues]

[Screaming! There is screaming!]

AAAAHHHH!

[The naked man tries to sit up, falls off the bed and yanks the covers with him. Better not be holding too tight.]

[smallestgrave]

[More screaming. She's almost pulled out of the bed with him, but lets go of the blanket just in time. In a panic, she fumbles for the large bible on the nightstand.]

Stay away from me! Get out! Get out!

[She'll be hitting him with that bible, three times.]

[heartstar_blues]

Ow! ☠☠☠☠! What!?

[Covering his head in a futile attempt to stop the pain.]

A

[has_a_name]

...

*Nanashi is putting a blanket over the naked Captain*

[heartstar_blues]

Thanks you little drone ☠☠☠☠...

[He mutters without opening his eyes.]

[has_a_name]

...

... I'm not a drone ☠☠☠☠...

[heartstar_blues]

[Opens his eyes.]

....

What the ☠☠☠☠ are you doing in my house little miss gun nut?

D!

[vertulpen]

[Holland is sound asleep on his sofa-bed, which is now a permanent fixture of the living room. He's so comfortable too, and one of the heaviest sleepers anybody is bound to know. For now, he doesn't stir in the slightest.]

[heartstar_blues]

[Someone is trying to cuddle. Climbing in with the other person, no seeing anything wrong with it being in the living room.

Of course this is his house.

Curling up and letting strong arms try to wrap around that other warm body.]

[vertulpen]

[He's still so totally out; Holland sleeps like a stone, hardly even shifting about. Once he's comfortable, he'll stay that way . . .but he'll wake up soon. He's starting to get a little uncomfortable already.]

[heartstar_blues]

[He get's to wake up to a muttering drunk man holding him and trying to sleep.

The fact he's naked is probably important too.]