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The party has quieted down and the big officials are sitting together at a circular table. Well.... everyone except for Carne.

Celes is unusually clingy and was glued to me since she came back to me and Mawu with the other ambassadors.

She has linked arms with me now and her expression is …. scary.

“So why don't we have another round of wine.” Miruliru opens a bottle of wine and starts to fill another round of glasses with the expensive stuff. Ugh. After we are done there will be a sizeable dent in the palace's wine cellar.

I take sip from my glass. “So you had fun?” I whisper to Celes.

“Sure my honey bear!” Celes answers with a strained voice.

That didn't sound very convincing. Did something happen while she was talking with the other ambassadors?

But Gwalonna stands up to make a speech. “I think I speak in the name of everyone if I express my high hopes for the groups, which are represented here. May our future be blessed with cooperation, peace and freedom. Let's reshape the multiverse together.”

Everyone nods and raises their glasses.

“Mwaha. Yeah! Right it iiiis! Peace and loooove for everyooone. Childreeen sure have high hooopes. But take goood care of your castle ooof ssannd.”

A drunken female voice sounds from under the table. I slide my chair backwards and take a look beneath it. The view was previously obstructed by the tablecloth, but I shove it aside.

“LADA! What are you doing down there!?” -Me

Lada is lying under the table with seven bottles of wine. It reeks like she was bathing in the booze.

“Juuust drinking and bathing in my misery. I aaam one oof theeee oldest beings in tha multaverssse. Buuut doeees aanyoone give a shit bout my opinion or needs me? Nope! Theey alll creaaate their sooocieties and roll forward.”

Lada waves her glass to me and spills half of it over the floor.

“Whooo neeeds a god of loooove. I willll juust take a look frem the shaedows.... on the kids....”

“Come out there Lada. You sure went down the gutter since I last saw you.” Miruliru climbs under the big table to get Lada outside. Looks like she knows her.

On the other hand it's not strange. Everyone should know a former Council member. And Lada was the nice face of the Council.

“BOOZE OFF! Littlee kids looking after grandmother's. It shoullls be tha otha way around!” Lada struggles against Miruliru, who had underestimated Lada's drunkenness.

Celes's tail reaches under the table and grabs Miruliru, pulling her out while she kept clinging to Lada.

“Puh! Thanks. Lada you could have helped a little... Lada?” Miruliru pats Lada's face a little but gets no reaction.

“CHRRR....RgRg.....ccChRR....” The goddess of love is lying on her back and snores like a lumberjack.

“For real?” Chiffre shakes his head at the situation.

“Looks like we should take a little better care of the previous generation. Who would have known that the great Lada would let herself go like that?” -Zanders

“It should be fine if we give her a proper job. Having nothing to do gives you too much time to think about yourself and the multiverse.” I give my suggestion to the people.

“How about president of the multiverse?” -Miruliru

“What's that supposed to be?” Celes asks with a curious tone.

“Not a bad idea. We may need a neutral person if there should ever arise any disputes between us. Lada would be a perfect candidate. And the job would surely come without real power because she would just be an intermediary between our governments.” -Gwalonna

“I like the sound of that. And it's surely a pain in the ass to do something like that.” -Mawu

Miruliru takes Lada's hand and forms a thumbs up with it. “Lada says she will do the job.” Miruliru folds Lada's hands on her chest and covers her with a tablecloth from a nearby table.

After that's done we continue to drink and talk until late in the night.

***Next morning***

Uhhh... I have a headache. My head is going to split. I take a look around and witness a battlefield. Looks like I am still in the party hall.

I am lying on top of the bar and Celes is lying on top of me, using me as a body pillow.

Mawu is lying on his belly face down in a pool of booze on the floor.

Lada is wrapped up in the tablecloth like a pupa. She is hanging heels over head from the ceiling and still snores loudly.

The tables and chairs are all stacked up into two small but still impressive castles on either side of the room.

Broken pieces of glass are lying concentrated around both castles. Miruliru is hanging at two metres height on the leg of a turned over table, which was used as a castle wall.

The other castle has a crumbled wall and I see a mechanic arm looking out from a turned over table. Probably it belongs to Chiffre?

But then I see Chiffre with a missing arm dangling from the candelabrum in the centre of the room.

Zanders and Gwalonna are lying together in a compromising position in the corner of the room.

I try to get up but the dizziness and Celes's weight stop me. Everything is spinning. Whoa. Shit. I will never drink this stuff again.

“What the FUUUcck happened here?”

I turn and see Carne in the entrance to the hall. I weakly wave to him and he strides into my direction. He has bloodshot eyes and is a little pale.

Looks like doing four girls at the same time is a little exhausting.

“You guys seem to know how to throw a party. If I wouldn't have been set up with my whole entourage, I would have had a great night!”

Carne jabs an accusing finger to my face. *Whip* “Ow!”

A sudden slash of Celes's tail lets him jump a step backwards and yelp . I can't help it and grin at him.

“Get your wife off and we will talk about this like real men!” He waves a fist at me but underestimates Celes's reach. *Whip* “Fuck!”

I start laughing at him.

“Mwahaha! Never understimate the automatic defens....”

“Mmmine! Munha....”

Celes hugs me tighter and the grin leaves my face as my bones start to give off a crunching sound.

Now it's Carne's turn to grin at me. Then I hear voices from beyond the entrance.

“Caaarnee?”

“Deaaaar?”

“Maybe the hall?”

“Carne, you can't run away from your duties!”

Carne's expression becomes haunted and he turns to the entrance and then back towards me. “We will speak about this later!” Again he jabs a finger towards me.

*Whip* “FFF..:”

This guy is surprisingly resistant to learning by experience.....

Carne turns towards the windows and runs. *Crash!*

Seconds later I see the four lightly dressed girls running through the entrance and towards the windows.

“Did you hear that?”

“Must have been him!”

“Get him!”

“Daaarling!”

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