Dumb and Dumber (Rhett & Jared).

[Odion Martins]

Bell still wanted to talk about Rhett, so Odi only smiled softly, playing coy. “We’ll talk about it later,” he told Jared quietly. Hopefully by then Jared would make like a small child and forget all about Odion and Rhett being together. At least for the night. Odi just wanted to enjoy being intoxicated. Just because it had come up, didn’t mean he had wanted it to. It was best just to move on.

It was clear Rhett didn’t know Odion at all, despite how much time they had spent together. Perhaps they hadn’t gotten to know one another, they were merely in each other’s vicinity at the same time. Rhett’s reaction to the hug wasn’t really a surprise, and Odi was glad for the lack of affection.

Rhett still didn’t want to be involved? Well fine then, that was fine with Odion. It meant he didn’t have to spend as much time with Rhett. Odi smiled slightly at Rhett’s toast, but he kept the hard liquor to himself, placing the bottle to his lips and raising his eyebrows instead. If Rhett didn’t have to hug them, Odi didn’t have to toast them. There wasn’t as much tension as much as indifference. Odion wanted nothing to do with Rhett, and if the blond was going to be stubborn, Odion was going to try and get him involved – he had tried for the last few years or so. Odi would always be bitter towards the blond, and there was nothing to be done about it. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. There wasn’t chance for a third time, thanks to Lani.

It dawned on him that Jared and Declyn might know of each other, but Odi decided it was best not to bring that up just now. Yes Odion had changed a lot, physically and emotionally. He had matured and grown into his lanky and awkward frame, filling it out rather nicely. And Jared still had the same playful eyes, but he looked rather dapper if Odi was honest with himself, which was easier than vocalizing anything. Rhett was still handsome, as he always had been, but his looks had simply turned more defined.

“If you start with toilet water, there’s only good… things to go, from there.” Yes, Odi’s speech was eloquent as usual. Especially when the two other boys in the room started to double. Hey, he didn’t know they had twins too! It made a goofy grin spread across his face. Odion had made some prior resolutions which never came true, and he didn’t suspect whatever he wished for this year would be completed. But why not? It was worth a try. If Bell managed to live past this year, maybe his resolution would work out. “Mine should be giving people the benefit of the doubt,” he said, but that didn’t mean he would do that. Really he wanted to get to know certain people better, but only time would tell how that turned out.

[Rhett Goddard]

Yes, Jared was not going to be caught again. Not while Rhett was behind the planning anyway, he thought for a second before realizing that the more seconds passed, the more he was involving himself in Jared's problem and solution, even if he was still trying to be firm in the "don't count me in" he was saying out loud left and right. Jared had always been weirdly able to pull Rhett into his stuff: poker games, bets and risky businesses, among other stuff that Rhett wouldn't normally agree to do, not even to Odion alone.

The combination of Jared plus Odion plus adrenaline was irresistible to Rhett's subconscious.

And the alcohol was certainly helping.

"Odi?" Rhett pointed out how Jared had just called Odion. "Boy, didn't that drink kicked in quick?" He laughed a bit, not even himself called Odion that when they were together, but then again Rhett kept calling the ginger by his last name for at least a month after they became boyfriends. "And that one." Rhett looked at Odion, managing to notice, or simply know, that his drinks were also affecting him as well. "Guess I'll have to double."

He took a bigger sip from his bottle before raising his eyebrows at the other two boy's resolution. Jared's made him chuckle and wonder if he had been chuckling too much in the past couple of minutes as his cheeks were starting to hurt. Odion's made his mind go to an unsafe place from where he decided to run away. As he had told Odion, Rhett didn't care if Odion believed him or not, and so, he decided not to care if Odion's resolution was about him or not. But heck, he did care, he was just not going to voice it out loud.

"Oh, I have to say something too?" Rhett's eyes darted from Jared to Odion and back. "I guess being a better person doesn't count since it's an old resolution," He had been trying it for months now anyway. "so maybe..." He huffed with a small smile. "earning back what I've lost." He nodded while looking down and just before having another drink from his bottle. "That seems like a good one."

[Jared Bell]

Jared had always enjoyed how easily he could manipulate people despite his power having nothing to do with the skill. Rhett might as well just admit he was going to join the heist itself at the rate he was going. Granted, it probably wouldn't have been a lot more challenging without Odion's help. He always had been the best wing man Jared could have asked for. He had always been close with both of them but right now the red haired man had his trust due to a certain piece of identification that had reached him in time.

"The hell are you on about? You drink the good stuff first so that you're good and shit faced and can actually stomach that septic brew you call a drink."Jared said rather loudly. Control of his voice had gone out the window along with control of his manners. Then again you needed to have something before you could control it. He was giving both guys a hard time but it was well deserved for all the times they had ignored his messages in the past. Essentially he felt like the little brother in this situation, just tagging along and bothering the hell out of the others. No matter how many times he had proven himself in terms past.

For Rhett's information, the half a bottle of whiskey had started to kick in already. "You mate... You need to know I love my little gingerbread man." Jared said, pointing an unsteady finger at the blonde. This was the first time in quite a while that he had been able to cut loose and not worry about finding a knife in his back. He wrapped his arm around Odi and looked at Goddard. "You want to be in my league of love?" he asked, giggling as he finished the question. Now that business was out of the way only fun would ensue.

Jared listened intently to Rhett's resolution. At least that's what it looked like, he was actually contemplating stealing the ginger pants and saying that he was claiming what he was owed. He waited for the blonde to at least finish the important part before cupping his hands to his mouth. "Lame!" He bellowed. If he was as good as he said he was then he would have jumped on board to help him just as fast as the redheaded man had. "Mate, I have to call bull on your resolution. The truth of the matter is you got back what you lost as soon as I came to America." He said, pointing to his chest with a big grin.

Jared tightened his arm on Odion and found himself waiting to hear what the ginger had to say. He knew that after a few drinks his friend lost what bit of a filter that he did have. If he had more time he would have popped some popcorn to eat while he watched, but time had always been Martin's department.

[Odion Martins]

Jared had a way to bring out the best in people, and by best Odion meant the risk taking side. He could remember a few times back in Europe where the only reason some of the things had been taken, were because Jared had peer pressured them into doing so. It made Odion feel bad for taking from Jared way back then, since it was what had gotten him kicked out of the gang and subsequently what had gotten him into trouble now – did Rhett know about what had happened back then?

Odion’s head lolled to side, giving Rhett a dopey look. “Jealous?” He asked, taking another deep swig from the hard liquor. “You always treated me like a dog anyways.” Rhett thought he was trying to change, but nothing really had, he had just adopted a different take on things, that didn’t mean he had changed at all. Odion raised his brow at Rhett – he’d have to do a lot more than that to catch up with them.

Rhett was truly vain if he thought Odion’s resolution was about him at all. The ginger only watched Rhett as he made a big, unnecessary show of his resolution. Even though Rhett claimed he didn’t care what Odion thought, his words proved otherwise, and just because Odi was having a bit too much to drink right now, didn’t mean he couldn’t go back to review this night. It wouldn’t be the first time. Odi laughed at Jared’s comment about the drinks, nodding a couple times in agreement.

“Well I would’ve had the ice wine…” The beers were just for show, they were just so, festive. But then Jared was going off about gingerbread men and Odion’s face lit up. He’d never made one of those before! Maybe that was something he could do with Declyn, but next Christmas seeing as this Christmas was over already. Odion didn’t complain when Jared broke the unsaid boundaries. “No, and quit asking me if I want to,” Odi stated as though Jared had asked this of him a hundred times already. It didn’t matter if the question wasn’t directed at him, all he could think of was the one time Odion convinced Jared that he had been hitting on him all night. It was an amusing story.

Odion was nearly done the bottom half of the bottle Jared had brought in. “An old resolution,” he took a long pause, “is an oxymoron. You are a moron Rhett.” Something that was resolved meant it was complete, and Rhett was far from being a better person. It was the part of Rhett’s speech Odion had decided to focus on, for to comment on Rhett’s new resolution was asking for trouble. “How about a nice glass of shut the fuck up? That seems like a good one to me.” Odion giggled to himself as Jared spoke again. Somehow, he made being around Rhett a little bearable. “Actually, make that two,” Odi said, directing his sentiments towards Jared as he returned the empty bottle of whiskey to him.

[Rhett Goddard]

Rhett didn't acknowledge Odion's questions with anything more than another chuckle. Rhett could be among the most jealous people in the world, but if there was someone Rhett was probably never going to be jealous of, was Jared, not to mention the fact that the two of them were no longer a couple and the blonde was even ok with what was going on between Odion and Lani. Heck, he wasn't even bothered at all when he found out about what had happened with that Asian kid and the ginger. He was tempted to reply with a "you wish", but decided against it. He preferred that all the animosity of the night pointed at him and not the other way around.

"Past tense." Rhett pointed out in Odion's words, after all, Rhett liked to think he no longer treated the ginger like that.

The blonde couldn't help but chuckle, yet again, at Jared's question and Odion subsequent answer. As heterosexual as Jared called himself to be, he had probably always been the gayest of the three, at least when alcohol was involved, but weren't most straight guys like this with their friends anyway? It was weird and it would never stop being weird.

"Oh, the orgy propositions phase already?" Rhett looked at the watch in his left wrist. "We escalated quickly from the pet-name-calling." He continued his wine, in bigger sips as per Odion's suggestion. "Should I expect the 'I love you guys' in between tears soon? You know, Bell," Rhett got up from the bed, noticing the world spin softly and move slightly slower as he did. "Hammel has a pool, for when you feel the skinny-dipping drunkenness phase. It beats that fountain in Barcelona." He stopped himself. "Or was it Madrid?"

Rhett wasn't sure anymore. It never mattered what Rhett drank or on what pace, the first notable sign that Rhett was drinking came always from his speech. Like Odion, Rhett didn't quite lose his way his words quick, but he lost confidence in them. Rhett is the kind of person that doesn't doubt his words, and when he speaks, he speaks with certainty, sure of what he says, even if he's not speaking truth. He prefers a thousand times not to say anything than to say something he isn't sure of and demonstrate it. He couldn't quite remember if that memory was from Madrid or Barcelona, and it was this, not the fuzzy and spinny world around him, that made him aware that the alcohol had finally hit him.

"Oh, I am." Rhett agreed with Odion on Rhett. "Sorry, no 'shut the fuck up', though." Rhett raised his shoulders with a small pout before taking another sip of the wine bottle and offering to Odion. "Will wine do? It's a very sexy ginger's, but he says you can have it."

He walked over to Odion's desk and ripped a page from the first notebook he could find it. The page was later ripped in three small pieces and the blonde passed one to each of the other two before handing them whatever pen or pencil he could find in the ginger's desk. Rhett didn't need to tell them what they were doing, they had played the game, a thousand times and over. Fortunately for the other two boys, Rhett's powers turned off when he was drinking, and Odion already knew the rule of no time-traveling to cheat either, even though it wasn't like anyone could notice.

He quickly wrote "Rhett Goddard" in his paper, which was slightly against the rules but promised to be slightly amusing he was planning to give his entry to Odion. Without waiting for the other two, Rhett licked the piece of paper and placed it in Odion's forehead.

"Set." Rhett said while waiting for Jared to give him what he was going to be for the game. "Who goes first?"

[Jared Bell]

"Of course he's jealous mate, it's not just anyone I let be my bitch." Jared said, failing miserably at trying to suppress his giggles. The problem with ingesting so much liquor was that it tended to make him act a little more homosexual than he actually was. This wasn't exactly a well kept secret between these men either. He had the feeling that Rhett was in the sarcastic bastard stage of drinking, but then again when hadn't he been in that one?

"Goddard, for it to be an orgy you'd have to keep me from going flaccid. I suppose if you put a bag over your head I might be able to treat you, but I much prefer fire pants over you." Jared downed the rest of his beer before he shrugged his shoulders. "I'll have you know I thoroughly enjoyed both of those fountains." He said, as the memories flooded back to him. It seemed a little convenient that Rhett had forgotten the bath house incident where the blonde had claimed to be a helicopter and used his propeller to chase the locals.

Jared just nodded along and agreed with Odion as if he was the smartest person in the world. At least until he was offered a cup of shut the fuck up. "I'll have a cup of that once you replace my bloody whiskey ya' wanker." It wasn't as if the ginger couldn't take his wine back from Rhett if was really wanting it that badly. "For that matter you could even get us some party favors." He said, having full faith in Martin's taste in fun. However much to his surprise it was Rhett who started the fun at their little gathering.

Ah yes, this game. Jared had played it enough times time catch on immediately. He took one look at the name on Odion's forehead and nearly fractured a rib from laughing. Still giggling he quickly scribbled Rhett's name down as well. He may have been drunk but he knew the blonde wouldn't see this strategy coming. An added bonus was all the opportunity ahead of him to insult the blonde in a loving way as only Jared was capable of. He licked the paper as Rhett had done and slapped it onto the blonde's head significantly harder than had been demonstrated.

"Admit it, you love my sloppy wet abuse." At that, Jared turned and waited for Odion to slap a name on his forehead. They had used to play a card game called fuck you but everyone knew both Odion and Jared used their powers to cheat. It was amusing for them but Goddard didn't seem to appreciate it as much.

Jared looked back and forth from Rhett to Odion. "Rhett I think you can do us the honor of getting this game started." He said, if he went last the other two may be drunk enough to let a little more information slip about who he was. Not that he didn't plan on getting drunk, he just knew he wanted to remember as much as he could.

[Odion Martins]

Odion really couldn’t care less what Rhett was and was not okay with. In his intoxicated state, Odion was really only being playful. He didn’t think Rhett was jealous at all, after all, he was above having any sort of feeling for Odi. The ginger’s mouth fell open slightly. “I am not your bitch,” he said, a devilish grin on his face, “or have you forgotten who spooned whom?” He didn’t confirm the past tense comment, he knew he had made it in past tense. Rhett no longer treated Odion like anything, and the redhead wasn’t sure if that was a step above or below being treated like a dog.

Sometimes Odion didn’t understand people, and he had to agree with Rhett about heterosexual males. They acted gay and made light of it all. In fact, Odi had never once said anything about his sexuality, and had never classified it. He liked what he liked and that didn’t need an explanation.

And as much as Odi hated to admit it, he was actually starting to like Rhett. He smirked as Rhett put everything rather eloquently, and nodded in agreement, except for the part where Jared had already proclaimed his love for them. He was in an entirely different stage of drunkenness than Odi and Rhett. He laughed at Jared’s comment about orgies, shaking his head. “You wouldn’t be looking at his face anyways,” he replied smartly, followed by a shrug. “It was Madrid,” Odion said, as he wasn’t one to doubt his steel trap of a memory.

Everyone had different ways of reacting to alcohol. For Odi, he just started to speak more, because he actually said what was on his mind. That was the first stage. If they kept at it, eventually Odi could become really giggly and want to do stupid things, (like rolling around on the street, convinced Lani was trapped in a manhole) or really weepy. Eventually Odion stopped caring about what he was saying or doing. Essentially, he turned into Bell.

Rhett was still adorable when he pouted, it was just something no one really ever saw him doing that made Odion stare. Odi smirked at Rhett, his eyes glassy. “I’m sure he won’t mind,” he said with a wink, taking the wine without hesitation. It was what he wanted to begin with. Odion took a sip, making a face at the different tastes in his mouth. But then he smiled – he was sexy. Rhett shouldn’t forget that. Jared calling him fire pants wasn’t helping put Odi’s ego to rest.

“Yeah alrigh’,” Odion said amiably, going to his small fridge. He opened up the even smaller freezer, a bottle of vodka in his hands. “Just don’t vomit in the room,” he warned Jared, passing off the next bottle of liquor to the brunet. Ha, Odi had never thought about it before, but they all had different hair colours. How nice.

His dark eyes travelling to where Rhett had gone, Odion just hoped the pages Rhett was tearing up weren’t any of his books. Yes they were replaceable, but it would still be fun getting mad at Rhett. Odi rolled his eyes, “Really Rhett? You know I don’t like this game,” Odi complained. He’d much rather be playing ‘fuck you’. Rhett couldn’t cheat at that game either. Odi went cross eyed as Rhett’s hand came closer, and when Jared started laughing, Odi couldn’t help but smile in return. The redhead hesitated in what to give Jared, looking at him blankly. A little smile crossed his face, and in his perfect writing he wrote the name of an animal on the paper, before slapping it on Jared’s forehead.

“Suits him doesn’t it?” Odi asked Rhett, his head titled to the side. Jared really was a monkey. “Oh oh!” Odion said, going to sit on the bed, he looked up at the two of them much like a little child would. “I’ll go first.” Two Rhett’s and a monkey meant fun times ahead.

[Rhett Goddard]

Rhett chuckled at Odion's words at slightly defensive comments. Rhett had no ill intentions, but Odion couldn't accept that, and although it was very wise of Odion to remain wary, and with defenses and attacks ready, it was getting tiring for Rhett not to respond to them. Even if it were against Rhett's path of redemption, he couldn't quite control himself now, as alcohol was getting a hold on him, and well, Odion had stepped into a subject in which Rhett had many aces under his sleep.

"You aren't?" Rhett hummed for a small second. "That's not what I remember you saying in bed."

Low punch, Rhett knew it, but Odion had opened the subject of their intimacies. He wished it stayed at that and that it didn't advance any further, it would only give ammo for Jared to use later at any of them, but something told Rhett that it would continue, and that the more alcohol they ingested, the more details would flood out, specially with Odion's ability to not stop talking and not caring what he said once he got drunk.

"Great, I guess we have that in common." Rhett responded to Jared, after all, the blonde did prefer Odion over Jared as well. "Don't think Lani will be sharing with us, though." He didn't stop to think that Jared probably didn't know of Lani. "But I can't blame him, who would, right?"

As funny as it was to listen to Odion's comment about not being able to look at Rhett's face in the hypothetical, and oh, it was very hypothetical, situation, it was even funnier to see Jared say he enjoyed both fountains just as Odion asserted that what Rhett remembered had happened in Madrid. It was a shame ESP and alcohol didn't mix at all, as Rhett would have liked to know whether Jared was referring to another event surrounding a fountain in Barcelona, and what it had been, or if it had been drunken ramble.

Rhett was an unending sea of interminable chuckles by now and his cheeks hurt because of it.

"Oh, come'on, Odion," He placed his hand in the ginger's shoulder and tilted his head. "you wanted to play 'fuck you' didn't you?" It wasn't hard to guess. "Haven't we," Rhett winked at him. "done that enough times already?"

Yes, that door was opened. Hopefully Odion would play along, and hopefully he wasn't going to hear too many laughs and comments from Jared. Wasn't he the one that opened the Odion/Rhett topic anyway?

"I definitely enjoy your sloppiness, yes." Rhett nodded as he rubbed his forehead through the piece of paper, careful enough not to make it fall, though. "But you'd have drug me again," He was referring to the bath-house incident. "if you want me to enjoy anything more than that." He looked at both boys with a warning look. "Let's not, though, please? Thanks."

With all the papers in each of them's forehead, Rhett couldn't help but wonder who was going to win. Grabbing the bottle of vodka Odion had picked, he placed it on the floor and sat in front of it, awaiting for everyone to be seated before opening it. He didn't care anough to look for or ask for cups, they'd drink straight for the bottle.

"Yours suits you better." Rhett chuckled at Odion's question while looking at Jared and giving him a slight chins-up. "Na," He looked at the ginger again. "Bell here gave me permission to go first, and he's the newcomer, so he has the word." He turned his head to the third boy. "Right?" He didn't await for any response before starting. "I'm a... person."

[Jared Bell]

All that escaped Jared's mouth was a prolonged "Oh" after Rhett's comment. Of course he had stopped playing nice, Odion had been pushing it a little bit even if it had been directed at Jared as well. There was a lot of ego in a very small room. He couldn't help but wonder how much longer it could be contained. That had always played a large part of the trio's adventures. "Mate that was as dirty as your last boyfriend. I think you owe my little ginger a apology." He said seriously. It was another harsher than what had been coming from Odion. Thinking about it now it seemed like maybe the time turner had gotten what he had coming.

"Is that your new boyfriend?" Jared asked Odion. He was feeling it enough that he didn't give a shit if he set Odi off initially, but if he thought about it that would change. Somehow Rhett always managed to load a conversation so that he was curious enough to ask questions, which in turn managed to piss Odion off. He shook his head. "Don't answer that Odi." He barked, trying to ease at least a little of the tension he felt mounting. He was going to need to drink a bit more before he loosened up again. He quickly downed the rest of his bottle before going for another one. He cracked the top and downed a bit before turning back to his friends.

Jared's face scrunched as he tried to remember who had been with on both occasions. "Bloody hell, are you telling me that you two weren't there for Barcelona... That was an amazing night." He said. Perhaps the experience had had happened without them, but both had certainly missed out if that was the case. He vaguely remembered staring up into an officer's face and singing twinkle twinkle little star as they tried to arrest him. His hands had always been extremely smooth, even back then.

Jared lost it laughing. It was funny to imagine the other two as a couple but he could oly imagine the awkwardness of them getting it on."Odion, you and me are too good at it to play with a drunken blonde." He said between laughs. "Besides we wouldn't want him to get so drunk he misses the naked snowball fight and the skinny dipping." Jared said, his grin was genuine and for the moment he had forgotten his problems. This was exactly why he loved spending time with these two blokes, they were the same type of machine but each of them had a different blueprint. When they all worked in unison it really was a thing of beauty.

Jared couldn't remember exactly what he had slipped Rhett that night but it sure had done the trick. "Best not to tempt fate when you're dealing with somebody who has deft hands." He said with a laugh. What Goddard didn't know was that it had been innocent little Odion's idea in the first place.

What the hell had Odion made him? "You wanker, what the blazes did you do this time? If I recall you Always had the best imagination for what we were." Odi had been extremely creative in the past with Jared being anything from a body builder to a toilet seat. He could only hope that this one would be easier to guess than the past few times. He knew he was being laughed at but he couldn't care less.

"Sorry Odion, I would have made you go.first but usually you want to go once the two of us have already.downed most of our drinks." Jared said, he would have let the ginger start if he had known but quite frankly he just didn't want to be the one to black out first. At that the game started.

"Sometimes you act like one, but we're still deciding." Jared replied immediately. He had always been a smart associated, and these two just brought it out tenfold. If Rhett got it on his first try then he would have to start disguising his thoughts a little better. These three trusted each other as far as a thief can trust another thief, and that wasn't saying much. Why else would they all be so guarded all the time.

[Odion Martins]

Odi’s face turned red, and it wasn’t due to the alcohol. Maybe Rhett made some low blows, but he didn’t talk about their previous sex life. “That’s beside the point,” he spat out, “and you never complained about our bedroom talk, it’d be a shame to start now.” The strange feeling in the pit of Odi’s stomach kept getting worse. Thieves didn’t like sharing, that was for sure, but did he really still have to be an object in Rhett’s eyes? At least the blond was enjoying himself, he just didn’t want to talk about Lani right now. He shot Jared a look – he didn’t need help defending himself, thank you very much.

“No, it’s okay, JareBear,” it was the best nickname Odi could come up with at the moment, “as a matter of fact, I think he is.” Odion’s first reaction to Rhett was push him off, but the redhead didn’t. He was just in too much of a relaxed mood to try and fight the hatred he had for the blond. Besides, the thought of a different blond was putting him in a good mood. No one needed ESP to know what Odi wanted to play though, and obviously it was something he was good at. “I don’t know,” he said to Rhett, “did we ever have angry sex?” He wasn’t sure if that time when Rhett had finally returned to Hammel counted. And Odi didn’t care now. He smiled almost lovingly at the blond now. He could play this game too.

“I don’t think there’s any bathhouses here,” Odi said, his head spinning now as he made to finish the wine as well. The ginger smiled at Rhett. “Don’t finish the vodka too quickly,” he said, raising a single eyebrow, “I don’t want to play spin the bottle.” Not unless Lani planned on joining them, and Odion was not interested in having his… potential boyfriend, join him and his old partners in crime. The redhead smirked at Jared, “We’d take him for all he’s worth,” Odion glanced at Rhett, “which isn’t worth much.” The hits would be coming in hard from now on.

Pouting on the bed, Odion crossed his legs and put his elbows on his knees, his head in his hands as he leaned forward. “Then don’t ask next time.” He wanted to go first, and now his hopes had been crushed. “You’ll seeeee,” Odi said in a sing song voice towards Jared, who next to Rhett, could apparently do no wrong. Even making himself the dumbest thief on the planet wasn’t bad. He laughed at Jared’s response. Rhett would have to ask better questions than that to actually figure it out. It was really too bad he couldn’t see the answer was right in front of his face. Odi found this all highly amusing, and giggled for no reason. “Yes, you’re a person.” That much Odi could agree to at least.

[Rhett Goddard]

"Who says I'm complaining?" Rhett pointed out, "I have absolutely nothing to complain about." He then turned his attention to Jared. "But he," Rhett pointed at Odion after Jared's reaction, "is my last boyfriend."

It occurred to the blonde that he might not had gotten that joke because his own drunkenness, but he decided to pick the opposite, and think that there was no real joke there because Jared's. But then the Bell boy shot the golden question at Odion and Rhett chuckled, once again, immediately. He was surprise to hear an affirmative response. His eyebrows raised in surprise.

"Congrats to the new couple!" Rhett motioned a cheer and took a drink himself. "Well, weren't you angry at me most of the time?" He asked in response to Odion's own question. "I'd guess that has to count."

He turned to Jared as he was mildly threatened at repeating the bath-house incident. Rhett knew it wasn't above Jared to do so again, and that he probably was still packing whatever he and Odion had used on the blonde. Like Jared had said, it was better not to tempt someone with deft hand, and specially a phaser, who had at his disposal far more varied meta-helped moves than Rhett could ever want have.

"But then who's going to help you get that hundred and fifty?" The blonde let it slip that, maybe, he was indeed going to help.

Rhett was, hopefully, not going to finish the vodka too quickly. He liked to think that he was good at this game, even if he had no ESP with him. Plus, the bottle of vodka was still full, and the thought of knowing how a spin the bottle game would end was incentive to not be drunk by the end of the night. He didn't want for things to get out of control, and if he wasn't in control, well, things could end badly.

"Hey!" Rhett exclaimed at Odion, he did believe he was worth much. "Sorry," he apologized to Odion as the ginger pouted, "sexy."

Well, he had guessed right the first question. Rhett was proud of himself. He wondered what he should ask next. Once when he was sober, he had devised the perfect strategy to tackle this game, the kind of questions he should ask and which order depending on the answers. He had devised that he didn't need any more than five questions to guess. Too bad he was drunk and couldn't remember.

"Goodie." He smiled softly. "Am I famous?" He asked swiftly. "Aren't you two going to ask anything?"

[Jared Bell]

JareBear? Had Odion been drinking something stronger than the rest of them? Shrugging it off he just looked back and forth between his two friends. That was until their sex life came up again. "Look mates, I love you both to tears, but I don't want to hear about your bedroom tenancies with each other, I mean I have to try to respect both of you after tonight yet." He said through bursts of laughter. He would be more than quick to remind the pair of them that they had given him an explicit amount of details if either of them got too far out of line. It's what friends were for wasn't it?

"Ha! I knew it wouldn't take that much work to convince someone who loves me as much as you do." He winked as he finished the sentence. Rhett may feel like changing his mind again but the words had left his mouth and Jared knew he wasn't about to let the blonde back out now. He leaned over to Odi and whispered into his ear "I knew we'd convince that wanker before the second bottle." For he had indeed stashed a second bottle in the bathroom because of the off chance that one of the two wouldn't be convinced initially.

"You two can't finish that without me, and besides we need some females here to play spin the bottle... you guys know I don't fancy men quite as much as you." Apparently the stories of Odion back at Kocher weren't quite accurate for his sexual preference. Not that it mattered to Jared, these were his mates. "Who knows, maybe he has more than a twenty on him tonight." He said wryly. It would be easy enough for him to reach into Rhett's pockets if he was truly curious but they might just find out if he could convince these two to gamble tonight.

Jared patted Odion on the head. "Next time mate, and then you can take down the two of us... If you're not too intoxicated." He had forgotten just how ridiculous the ginger could be when he had a few drinks in his system. At least for now he was staying on Odi's good side. It was always best to have someone who you knew wouldn't screw you over in the end.

"Ah shit! You best let us have two questions then mate!" Jared exclaimed. He didn't like being at a disadvantage in any game, even if it was just between friends. "And no you aren't famous, in fact you'd like the opposite." He replied before quickly loading two questions of his own into his arsenal. It was always harder to think of good questions when you weren't exactly coherent in your thoughts. Shaking his head for a second he finally had his questions.

"Am I in this room and do I smell good?" Jared had the feeling the two of them had made him Rhett as well. Either that or a toilet receptacle. He had been abused in this way many times in the past, but really it all depended on the mood of the person naming him. He would have to keep his thoughts straight.

Jared was eagerly awaiting Odion's questions now. "You going to go gingey?" He asked curiously. He was ready to give the ginger some information, but hopefully not enough. Jared took a swig and waited. Tonight was a good night.

[Odion Martins]

“That’s right you don’t,” Odion said, taking another swig from... whatever he was drinking currently. His attention then turned to Jared. “You’re the one calling me dirty. In fact, I think you want to hear about our bedroom ten, tenan... whatever. You could probably use a few new moves.” He wasn’t sure where he was getting all this, but at this point, Odion was all talk and nothing but.

Odion smiled brightly. It didn’t matter that it wasn’t official or anything, in fact, in probably never would be. Rhett just didn’t need to know that Odi had told Lani he loved him, that was something no one else needed to know – ever. “I wasn’t angry all the time...” How quickly Rhett left details in the dust.

Scoffing, Odion wasn’t about to feel Rhett up for a lousy twenty American dollar bill. Smiling then up at Jared, Odi tried to focus on what they were doing. What were they doing? Rhett was calling him sexy and had a ridiculous thing on his head with his name on it. “I know,” he said in reply, squinting at Rhett. Was it a name tag?

“What, you’re not calling me wranger anymore?” Odion asked, his eyes sleepy as he focused on Jared. “You are in my room, and you smell like shit. Someone has to clean that.” He didn’t know what was going on anymore. They were all together again and Odi smiled at the thought. Odi looked at Rhett, nudging him with his foot. “Okayokayokay, I pick dare.” That’s what they were playing right?

[Rhett Goddard]

"Respect?" Rhett chuckled at Jared's words, "since when you do that?"

Odion's words were, however, far more amusing, and Rhett couldn't help but chuckle yet again at the image of Odion teaching Jared some moves. The image also did give him some mild jealousy, the blonde was somehow fine with Odion and Lani, but not with Odion and Jared, and if he had been a tad bit sober, he'd have wondered why, but at the moment, he simply chuckling harder, or perhaps laughing loudly, at Jared boasting that he had managed to convince him, or perhaps laughing at himself that he had managed to be convinced.

"I'm not going to acknowledge or deny that just now," Rhett said to Jared, referring to his comment on loving him.

Indeed, Rhett was leaving the details in the dust. He simply couldn't hold on to them anymore if he wanted to be ok with how things were at the moment. The less he maintained in his head about the ginger, the better for both of their lives. It wasn't easy, not at all, specially with Rhett's ESP, but with alcohol, it was a stroll in the park. If anything, Rhett had always thought he should drink more frequently, life was nothing but laughs like this.

"Oh, orgy proposal time is over now?" Rhett motioned a sad face to Jared before bursting into loud laughter again. "Bummer."

Rhett took his drink at hearing that he was not a famous person while trying to figure out who he was, then. He was a person and he was not famous, it made it a bit hard, and this intoxicated, it was even harder. Somehow, his train of thought always started in "who am I?" and always derailed into Odion teaching Jared sex moves, which Rhett quickly tried to shook of his mind, but managing only to shake Jared off and leave only the topics of "Odion" and "sex". No! No! Who am I? Who. Am. I.

"Yeah you are," Rhett replied swiftly and sarcastically to Jared, having forgotten for a second that the question was not a dumb question, but part of the game. "I mean, no!" Rhett shook his head while re-reading the paper in Jared's forehead. "You're not here." He leaned towards Jared and took an obvious and loud sniff at the boy. "Nah, definitely not smelling good either."

Had he been answering Jared's question at the same time Odion did? Rhett looked at the ginger strangely as he tried to decipher what he had said, trying to remember if that sound he heard as he talked was Odion talking, and more importantly, he answering Jared's game question. He wondered if he was losing his ability to listen correctly or if the ginger had lost his to speak correctly. But then Odion said he was picking dare and Rhett's eyes widened, supposing his latest assumption was the right one.

"Get naked!" Rhett exclaimed immediately after.

Crap, did I just said that out loud? Rhett almost face-palmed himself, wishing he actually did not.

[Jared Bell]

Jared had a hard time not laughing in Odion's face. As if he'd need tips from someone who didn't swing his way. "Mate, you don't play for the same team as me, but hey if you think you've got moves why don't you show me." He said, opening his arms to show he was ready for whatever antics were going to come his way. He was fairly sure if his friend got too forceful he'd be able to phase out of the room before time could be paused. If not, hopefully Goddard had his back.

"You and I both know that not commenting is as good as admitting guilt." Jared said, swinging his head to look Rhett in the eye. He gave him a wink and carried on with his drink. He was sure he had been drinking beer, but this tasted a lot stronger. He winced at the taste of the vodka. That was what this was right?

"The orgy is still on, you just might have to pour bleach on my eyes after." Jared said, laughing hard while staring at the bottle. How much would it take to knock all three of them on their asses? Well it was already half empty but he figured by the end of it they would be halfway through another. That was always how it had worked with the three of them. They didn't understand moderation, it was everything or nothing. After all people who knew what excess tastes like tended to find everything else was bland.

"Clean what? You're drunk ass?" Jared asked incredulously, bursting out laughing at the mental image of Rhett in a sexy maid's outfit scrubbing down Odion's backside. Perhaps with the right circumstances he could make that happen in the near future. That was until Odion shouted something about Jared having picked dare. "Ah, what the hell? I like to live on the wild side." He said as he waited to find out just what he would do.

The word naked was all it took and Jared's pants were flying across the room straight towards Odion's face. His shirt followed suit and headed towards Rhett's face. Hopefully he saw it coming from behind the hand that was covering his face. He stood up and dropped his boxers. "Alright boys! You said there was a pool! Where is it?" He asked as he began to remove his socks. He could care less about the temperatures outside if it meant another chance to go skinny dipping. It might take a bit of convincing but he was sure he could convince the other two.

That's when a stroke of genius overtook Jared. "I dare the both of you to get as naked as the day you were born, and come skinny dipping with me." He looked at the expectantly. It wasn't as if they hadn't seen each other this bare before. He didn't wait for an answer before he rushed the two of them, snatching at clothes as he stumbled between them and did a face plant on the carpet. "This don't mean you blokes are out of swimming yet." He groaned from the floor.