Justin was stoned. No, in fact, the blonde had past stoned at least 10 miles back. He was completely oblivious to what was going on around him and, sadly, his companion’s condition wasn’t any better. They’d abandoned their other halves at Babylon in the important search of E, K, GHB and all the other letters on Sesame Street. Thus, the reason they were now both sprawled across the seats in a booth in the Liberty diner, a relatively horrified Debbie watching them in a way that obviously made it seem like she expected them to start making out any second. The door dinged, announcing the arrival of King Brian of Kinney and his faithful subjects, Her Royal Bitchyness Lindsay, Squire Emmett and Lord Ted. That thought caused Justin to burst into a fit of giggles, his head buried in the crook of an equally as brain fucked Michael Novotny. Brian looked, in all fairness, highly amused at the actions of his twink. Especially when he started to sing along to the song that just started playing on the jukebox, grabbing Michael and dancing in circles. Hey! Hey! You! You! I don't like your girlfriend! No way No way! I think you need a new one Hey! Hey! You! You! I could be your girlfriend Brian blinked once, twice, then dropped into a seat, “I think I need a drink….” he was answered by Justin’s shirt slapping him in the face as it was thrown at him. Choking, he stared at the scene. Emmett had joined in and even Ted was looking ready to start dancing. An eyebrow raised, tongue-in-cheek smirk plastered on his face, he threw a sideways glance at a very humiliated looking Lindsay. It was common knowledge that Justin didn’t like Lindsay much, especially after she’d been the one to introduce him to Ethan. He saw it as her fault for bringing the fiddler into things. Topless Justin giggled as he straddled Brian, gripping the front of his shirt. See, in my life, I’ve found, there is nothing funnier than a high twink attempting to sing. Hey! Hey! You! You! I know that you like me No way! No way! No it's not a secret Hey! Hey! You! You! I want to be your girlfriend Trying to keep a straight face was all Brian could do. The look on both Debbie and Lindsay’s face was priceless. Letting Justin up, the blonde shimmied his way to Emmett, both of them dancing like Queens. It seemed they were very popular because the supposed floor of the supposedly quiet diner now resembled the dance floor at Babylon, everyone circling round the high blonde. Pulling out Brian’s poppers (which the sneaky fucker had stolen earlier), he took a bump and laughed, handing it round his friends until they were all (bar Brian) so high they were sure they were flying before Justin continued. You're so fine I want you mine You're so delicious I think about you all the time You're so addictive Don't you know what I could do to make you feel alright? Don't pretend I think you know I'm damn precious And hell yeah I'm the mother fucking princess I can tell you like me too and you know I'm right Brian shook his head, no he didn’t like Justin. He just shared his home, his life and his bed with the boy. God he was so stupid sometimes. In a very cute way. And holy shit, Brian fucking Kinney just said cute!? Somebody alert the media immediately! Smirking at his blonde, he got to his feet, shuffling through the ground to grind against said blondie much to Lindsay’s horror. She's like so whatever You could do so much better I think we should get together now And that's what everyone's talking about! And thus, when Lindsay pushed forward for a dance with Brian, the evil crowds pushed her back. Including Mikey. That’s what pissed her off more. Not the fact that Brian was gay and thus would never love her as more than a friend…nooo, it was the fact her supposed friends all sided with this blonde teenager who causes nothing but trouble. Maybe if she closed her eyes and wished enough, he’d go away. Cracking open one eye, she sighed. No such luck, he was still singing but now, Emmett and Mikey had joined in. Hey! Hey! You! You! I don't like your girlfriend! No way! No way! I think you need a new one Hey! Hey! You! You! I could be your girlfriend Hey! Hey! You! You! I know that you like me No way! No way! No it's not a secret Hey! Hey! You! You! I want to be your girlfriend The way they were dancing now, you’d think they’d practised the dance before hand. They moved at exactly the same time, even in their mentally altered states. When one turned, they all turned. Although they did remind him of those puppets in Shrek that sing ‘Welcome to Duloc’. Silly Gus for making him watch it over and over again. And silly Justin for dancing like that to remind him. I can see the way, I see the way you look at me And even when you look away I know you think of me I know you talk about me all the time again and again(and again and again and again) So come over here, tell me what I want to hear Better yet make your girlfriend disappear I don't want to hear you say her name ever again (And again and again and again!) Brian stared. Now they were dancing on the countertop. And Debbie looked about ready to throw them all out. Or she would if she wasn’t laughing so hard. Seriously, it wouldn’t be surprising if she died of laughter. But what a way to go. So Doctor, how did she die. Oh you know, she laughed…a lot. Almost as good as fucking to death, but that was the way Brian would make sure Justin went out. Just watching his twink, shaking his bubble butt like a girl, the sweat running down his pale chest was enough to give him a hard on. But then again, the look Lindsay was giving Justin was enough to lose it completely. Was that….lust?! Cause, She's like so whatever And you could do so much better I think we should get together now And that's what everyone's talking about! Brian stared, holy shit no. Then he shook his head, it was slightly funny. She always seemed to fall for the gay guys. That’s a point, who’s the brunette dancing with Sunshine!? His jaw dropped, “Mel!?” he squeaked, pretty much at the same time Lindsay did. Melanie was drunk, that was good, so why was Lindsay now wrapping her arms round Brian? Hey! Hey! You! You! I don't like your girlfriend! No way! No way! I think you need a new one Hey! Hey! You! You! I could be your girlfriend Hey! Hey! You! You! I know that you like me No way! No way! No it's not a secret Hey! Hey! You! You! I want to be your girlfriend He looked down at her as she kissed his neck, her hand stroking his crotch. She’d decided that seeing as his lover and hers were out of it, she could play. Oh how wrong she was. No more than a second later, she felt a tap on her shoulder , turning about to meet the amused eyes of Justin. He shook his head, “Hand above the waist or I break it”. How could Justin say something so evil, yet look completely innocent as he did so? It was hot. Then he looked at Brian, who gulped. In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger Cuz I can, cuz I can do it better There's no other So when's it gonna sink in She's so stupid What the hell were you thinking?! In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger Cuz I can, cuz I can do it better There's no other So when's it gonna sink in She's so stupid What the hell were you thinking?! Lindsay’s jaw dropped as she stared at the cheeky little fucker. Brian manoeuvred him back into the crowd and to safety from Lindsay who looked ready to claw the eyes out of the poor kids 19 year old head. Grinding against Brian’s side, Justin buried his face in Brian’s chest, giggles shaking his body as his hands slid down the males pants, stroking his ass as he giggled. It was rather off putting you’re lover giggling as he felt you up. Hey! Hey! You! You! I don't like your girlfriend! No way! No way! I think you need a new one Hey! Hey! You! You! I could be your girlfriend No way, no way! Hey! Hey! You! You! I know that you like me No way! No way! No it's not a secret Hey! Hey! You! You! I want to be your girlfriend No way! No way! Brian pulled back slightly, “Right Sunshine, lets get you home…” he said, ignoring the childish pout from the boy, “But big beautiful BriBri, that’s mean…I don’t wanna go home”, he all but stamped his foot. Rolling his eyes, Brian pouted back, “But I wanna fuck you…” he whined. This cracked Justin up to no end. Brian Kinney…pouting!? He looked about frantically, grabbing a camera and snapping it before sprinting off with the Polaroid, Brian on his heels. Hey! Hey! You! You! I don't like your girlfriend! No way! No way! I think you need a new one Hey! Hey! You! You! I could be your girlfriend No way, no way! Hey! Hey You! You! I know that you like me No way! No way! No it's not a secret Hey! Hey! You! You! I want to be your girlfriend No way! No way! Backing against the wall, he grinned, eyes dropping slightly as he kissed the mans lips, massaging the erect cock hidden in Brian‘s pants. His finger dipped in the slit as the head as he gently started jerking Brian off, his face buried in his shoulder as he squeezed and teased the brunette’s cock. Hey! Hey! The soft breathing in a almost orgasming Brian’s shoulder and the stopping of the hand showed him Justin had passed out. “Bloody typical..”