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“Remind me again why did we come to this party?" I whispered to Daniel, pulling on his long arm.

“Because it is the party and we have been locked up studying for weeks man, weeks!" he replied, his brown skin reflecting the yellow lights from the street. A beige vest hugged his torso, a tin star resting upon his breast. Under that rested a bright red shirt, the cuffs rolled over his elbows. Light brown pants covered his legs while tall boots, the color of earth, protected his feet. Fake iron spurs adorned the boots, jingling with each step.

“The party we weren't invited to," I was quick to point out, stealing glances at the large house at the end of the road. Multicolored lights flashed through the windows, highlighting the dancing silhouettes of many party goers.

“Now, don't be like that. No one gets invited to these parties, you just show up and you're in." said Daniel, dark curls escaping from under his white wide-brimmed hat.

“I'm pretty sure you're the only one who does that."

“Nah, bro, everyone does. Look, I got a contact on the inside, they'll let us in. Don't worry about it." Daniel said with excitement on his tone and a spring to his step.

I pulled my jacket closer to myself, the chill of the night seeping into my bones. I looked longingly at my parked old car before I said, “fine, but we're staying together. You won't pull the same trick that you did at Wendy's."

“I swear it on my badge."

I gave him a deadpan look, crossing my arms in front of me. “It's a fake badge."

“Details, details, now, let's go! We're free, we got to party!" I chuckled softly while my stocky friend pulled towards the house.

The strong bass of the music dug into my skin as we approached the house, its classical wooden look transformed for the festivities. Even from the street I could see the bright pumpkin lanterns that hung from the windows and the fake spider webs that fell over its porch. Spooky black and orange lights were hung on over the columns, drowned by the light show from inside. The two of us came to a stop in front of a pair of bouncers: a large grizzly like man, whose biceps could have warped steel, and an equally big woman with a neon green Mohawk. The two bouncers traded a look, the edges of grizzly man's lips turning slightly upwards.

“And what are you two supposed to be?" shouted the woman with a rough voice, her brows furrowing into a frown.

Daniel was quick to stride forward, assuming his most heroic pose. His voice was loud and firm, fit for a hero.“Quickdraw Dan and..."

“Designated driver." I was added with a serious tone, stuffing my hands in my jacket's pocket.

“Oh come on Jose, I set it up for you." I only shrugged in response, knowing better than to allow all of his antics.

The grizzly man laughed, his hand striking his knees with enough force to make me flinch. The Mohawk woman only rolled her eyes, her fingers pinching her nose.

“Okay, okay, enough of the two bit comedy. You know them Rock?"

The grizzly man gave Daniel a mischievous grin, the wink that followed telling me all I needed to know. “I know the cowboy at least. He's harmless. Your friend?"

“Yeah, my bro. He won't do a thing, right?" Daniel said, giving me his puppy eyes. I bit my lips, the sour taste of defeat dancing on my tongue.

“I won't do a thing. I swear on his computer."

“Wait what? Why mine?"

“You were the one that brought me here."

The grizzly man roared with laughter, the woman joining in for a few moments. A quick pat down later and a firm recitation of rules and we were pushed inside. The loud bass made my body tremble with every beat, the DJ blasting songs without any rhyme or reason beyond having a good time. Hot bodies surrounded us, the scent of sweat and alcohol thick in the air.

It was hard to keep an eye on Daniel with the shifting crowd, his cowboy costume mixed in perfectly with the rest of the party. Too perfectly, for barely an hour later, he had disappeared in the sea of flesh. I cursed under my breath, stumbling through the partying crowd. The air got hotter, sweat sticking through my body while worry gripped my heart. I could already see the crazy shenanigans Daniel was bound to get into: the drink challenges, the flirting, the smoking. And it would fall on me to take him back, as promised. A few elbows sunk into my stomach and a couple of accidents avoided later, I had made my way towards the stairs, the extra height a much welcome change. My hands gripped the wooden handle, wide eyes searching the crowd while the fresh air let me think more clearly.

Even with the added height, the swirling mass of bodies didn't make it easy to find my friend. The vibrant multicolored light were quick to leave me dazed while the every shifting crowd made it hard to keep track of anything. I shook my head, my hands gripping the wooden the handrail tighter as minutes passed without answer.

“Did you lose anything bro?" said a husky voice behind me.

“Wha-- Fuck!" I shouted, jumping back and loosing my footing. My hands tightened around the wood, my body spinning around the handrail axis.

Something yanked me back by my jacket, sending me crashing into a hard surface behind me. A soft grunt left my lips, strong arms keeping standing with an iron grip before the husky voice said, “there, there, no falling on my watch."

“Sorry, you just, caught me by surprise."

My stomach twisted at the sight, my knees trembling under me while my mind quickly calculated how much pain I had been spared. It was a lot. The meaty hands gently turned me around, revealing a behemoth of a man behind me. A football player or a bodybuilder for sure, one of the biggest one I had ever seen. Dark blue eyes glinted with the ever changing lights, an easy smile resting under his broad nose. A pair of large tusks protruded from his bottom lips, a prosthetic of some sort for sure, well made too.

“It must be something mighty valuable if you didn't even notice me. I'm not precisely a ninja myself," the man said, one big hand gesturing at his hulking body. Even that simple move strained the leather jacket he wore, the garment leaving his dark green chest exposed. I swallowed hard, biting my lips to force myself to reply.

“Well, yes, it is important, though it is not an object."

“A girlfriend then? Or maybe a boyfriend? Don't tell me it's your little brother?" his teasing tone held no malice in it, only curiosity.

“What?! No, Daniel's not my boyfriend, just, a friend, a good one. He asked me to take him home today."

“Hmm...hard to take someone one if you don't know where they are. So, how do they look?"

“You want to help?" I said with an incredulous tone and bit my lip when my mind fully processed the words.

“I don't like watching worried little guys like you, gets me nervous," the man said with an amicable tone, softly patting my arms before he let go.

I gave him a single nod, my mind still stumbling to catch up with the man's easy going attitude. I turned around, hands firmly holding to the wooden handle while my eyes scanned the crowd for a partying cowboy.

“Well, he wanted to be an outlaw or something, he's dressed like one of those westerns."

“Hat and all?" said the man when he leaned on the handrail next to me, the heat of his body seeping into me through his clothes.

“Yeah, he even got the spurs," I replied, my eyes searching for any spots of white in the swirling crowd.

“And he doesn't happen to be wearing a light brown vest and a silver hat?"

I turned back to look at my companion, the description made bells ring in my head.

“Beige vest and white hat, why?"

“Because I think your friend is leaving with that cutie over there."

He pointed his finger at the far end of the room, where a familiar cowboy led a woman in a tight black dress to one of the empty rooms.

“You gotta be kidding me!" I shouted, my hands tightening around the handrail while anger burned in my veins.

“Nope, that kiss is not a joke. Oh wow, she's wild."

He didn't have to point it out, it was hard not to see how the two lovers mouth's clashing against each other with desperation, their feet stumbling into the first open door they found.

“Fuck, I'm killing him when I see him again." My fist hit the handrail, pain shooting up my hand like lighting.

“I take it this is not the first time--"

“No, it isn't. Sixth one actually and I keep falling for it." I admitted, my cheeks burning with shame.

“That's rough little buddy." said the man, softly patting me in the back with a big hand.

“Yeah, fuck, I can't even leave. I'd feel awful later."

“Well, if he's over there having his fun." said the man, his tone light and mischievous, “how about you have some fun too?"

My heart leaped in joy at the proposition, only for it to be dashed by the rational part of me mind. “I can't drink or smoke, designated driver and all that."

“I promise you, you won't be doing either." he whispered next to my ear with his husky voice. His musky scent reached my nose, reminding me of warm bonfires I shared with my family.

“...you're not going to kill me, are you?"

His tusky grin disarmed me, his glowing blue eyes drawing me closer to him. “Nah, it would be such a shame to rob the world of a cutie like you."

My cheeks heated up as butterflies flew in my stomach. I swallowed loudly, my sense of duty clashing against my desire for revenge and fun.

“Well, if it's only for a little while...then, it should be okay."

“You won't regret it," he told me as his trunk like arm wrapped around my shoulders, pushing me against his chest. His body grew warmer and muskier with each step we took towards the first floor. The music dimming while shivers ran down my spine. His sharp tusks pressed against my ears, his hot breath brushing my sensitive skin. “Have you ever considered becoming an orc?"