“By that, I mean, like how I love Spongebob. And his Squarepants.”

“Uh huh.”

“Man, those squarepants. They really bring out his..eyes.”

“It’s getting a little creepy now.”

“Once I start babbling, there’s no stopping it.”

Julian smirked, “I can think of a few ways to shut you up.”

I felt myself turn red, “Oh?”

He leaned forward to kiss me lightly when Noam quickly planted our Iced Teas on the table, stopping us. Julian turned to glare at Noam while he just smiled sweetly.

He walked away, quickly, looking back once. Julian rolled his eyes, “That dude has issues.”

I snorted, “Tell me about it.”

“Yet, you dated him.”

“Yeah, he was hot.”

“Past tense. I like that.”

I grinned, “Yeah, I’ve got a new man now.”

Julian smiled smugly, “I’m too good for you.”

I raised my eyebrows in surprise, “You? Please. I was talking about Louis Tomlinson. Or maybe, Andrew Garfield. He looks good even in spandex. Amazing Spiderman, indeed.”

Julian glared at me, “We’re not going to watch that movie.”

I stuck my tongue out, “I don’t know about you but I am DEFINITELY going for that movie.”

“Well, then you’re going with me.”

“You’re secretly bi-polar, aren’t you?”

“You were confessing your love to me a few minutes ago.”

“I love you, like I love Spongebob. Or Chilly Sauce. Or Cheese. I really love cheese.”

Julian laughed, “Are you babbling again?”

“Your face makes me want to babble.”

“My face?”

“Mmhmm.”

After I had nearly finished my Iced Tea, I stared at my glass, narrowing my eyes slightly, “Is it just me or is this Iced Tea...strong?”

Julian frowned, “What?”

Julian sniffed it and immediately wrinkled his nose, “Whoa. That doesn’t smell right. It’s definitely spiked.”

I giggled, “You wrinkled your nose. That was adorable.”

Julian looked at me, “Yep, definitely spiked. I’m going to kill your ex-boyfriend. He must have known you were a light weight.”

“A light weight? I may not be all built like you but I’m not light!”

“I meant, he must know you get drunk really easily. What did he put in there?”

I giggled again and then stopped. Why was I giggling so much? I felt drowsy. Sleepy. I smiled at Julian, “Let’s cuddle. I want to go to sleep.”

I heard Julian mutter something under his breath, “I’m going to kill him. I swear.”

“Violence is never the answer, sweetie.”

Julian chuckled, “I should record this. You just called me sweetie.”

I stood up abruptly, “Whoa, party now! Hands in the air-”

Julian quickly grabbed me and pulled me back down.

“Alright, we’re leaving.”

I giggled, “Your place or mine?”

“If only you were this straightforward, without being drunk.”

“Let’s cuddle, honeyboo.”

Julian raised an eyebrow, “Okay, we need to get you in bed.”

“Only if we’re there doing the horizontal dance.”

“The what now!?”

I smirked suggestively, “You know. The horizontal dance.”

“Kenny, if that is how you describe sex, I will be very worried. What kind of porn have you been watching?”

I giggled, “Oh my gosh, you said the P-Word.”

Julian smiled, “This would be cute if you weren’t drunk. Kay, let’s go.”

We stood up to leave and I fell on Julian, wrapping my arms around him.

As we left, I noticed Noam standing near the door, smiling smugly.

He asked, innocently, “Leaving so soon?”

Julian pulled me closer, “Watch your back in school, kid.”

I giggled, “Kid. Noam got called a kid!”

Noam smiled at me, “Night Night, Kenny Benny.”

I smiled back, “Night Night, Noam. Oh, Alliteration!”

Only, when I tried to say Alliteration, it came out sounding more like All-uh-turrrr-shun. I groaned, frustrated with myself. Why couldn’t I say it right?

Julian just shook his head and walked us both out of there.

Once he had strapped the seat belt around me, I sighed contently and closed my eyes. So sleepy..

“SHIT! Kenny, wake up!”

My eyes snapped open, looking at an odd unfamiliar ceiling. I turned to find the voice commanding to wake me up. I saw Noam hurriedly putting his pants on.

I sat up, confused, “Noam!?”

Two seconds later, I regretted getting up that fast. My head felt like it was going to explode.

I groaned, “What the heck happened?”

“Just get dressed and MOVE!”

Right then, the door slammed open and I winced. All these loud noises. I rolled out of bed and heard whoever stood at the door, gasp.

I looked over my shoulder to see Lola, Hannah and Julian staring at me with their mouths wide open. Then they all turned to glare at Noam who had now gotten completely dressed but looked very, very guilty.

It was then that I realized this all looked wrong. Very wrong.

I groaned, “This is NOT what it looks like.”

Hannah whispered, “Kenny, you..”

Lola started laughing, “Oh no, he didn’t.”

Julian’s lips were pursed like he was trying not to laugh.

I looked down at myself, confused. I still had my pants on. Unzipped, which worried me but I doubt I’d done anything. I didn’t feel sore.

I looked around for my shirt, feeling a little weird. What the heck happened last night?

I looked at Noam who refused to look at me.

I looked back at Hannah and Lola, who were both laughing now. Julian smirked, “You might want to look in the mirror.”

I shrugged and walked to the mirror. I stared at myself for five long seconds. Please tell me that purple shit on my hair wasn’t my hair. Oh God, no.

I touched it, not uttering a word. I pulled it lightly, feeling the tug. That was my hair. My hair was purple. MY HAIR WAS FUDGING PURPLE.

I took a deep breath, trying to not scream like a little girl.

Lola giggled, “It’s not..bad.”

“IT LOOKS LIKE BARNEY THAT HUGE FATASS DINO JUST PUKED IN MY HAIR.”

“Well, clearly, he had a lot of Cotton Candy.”

I looked at Hannah, confused.

“What?”

She giggled, “Turn around, slowly.”

I turned my head slowly and that’s when I noticed the pink streaks.

And that’s when I screamed like a girl.

That’s also when Julian punched Noam, straight in the nose, making sure he fell over.

Which only made me scream louder, when I saw the blood.

Man, this was some Jerry Springer shit. 

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Tsk Tsk, Kenny. Horizontal Dancing on the first date? YES, I HAVE NEVER BEEN PROUDER! CELEBRATE YAOI LOVERRRRRS! No, don't. KennyBoo isn't a whore. D: 

Or is he? *smirks* We don't know what he did or didn't do with Noam ALLLLL night~ Oh drama, drama, drama. ;D

So, I apologize in advance for not updating frequently. I lalalalalalaaaahve you guys so much for asking me very nicely (some requests were pretty funny xD), to update. I read all your comments on Chapter Fourteen yesterday, and I was like, "Oh My Gosh, you terrible person. WHY ARE YOU DEPRIVING EVERYONE, INCLUDING YOURSELF OF SMEXY KENNY PINEAPPLE TIME? D:"

Also, I loved all your comments. Some of them really made me laugh. XD 

Okay, this is a mega long Author's Note. I shall shaddaap now. 

LATER, PINEAPPLES. <3

Teehee.