MCA0: Saturday Morning

[needsaparrot]

Wow, Xandir's head is fuzzy. Oh wait, there's a stuffed frog on it.

Except even after he grumbles and shakes it off, recent events are still kind of mysterious. He knows there was a party, but he can't remember much after three tequila, floor. Like where he is now because this definitely isn't his bed, or how he ended up in said bed with a stuffed frog and -- pleasedon'tbeTootpleasdon'tbeTootpleasedon'tbeToot --

Ooh.

"Well, hey there."

Sen-chan	"Nani?" Sen is in the middle of a very nice dream involving Umeko and an invitation to join her in one of her bubblebaths... until the voice that is very-much-not-Umeko wakes him up.
Xandir	"...No, I'm Xandir." He groans, rubbing his hand through his hair, then peers through the strands at the guy in bed with him. "I, um. I remember your name. Totally, because last night was obviously awesome so of course I remember your name." He pauses, then buries his head under the pillow. "Oh God, just tell me I didn't let Toot use me as a beer-bong again."
Sen-chan	Okaaaaay. Very-much-not-Umeko whose name is apparently Xandir is speaking English. "I'm not sure who Toot is," he says, not actually moving just yet. "Or what a... beer-bong is," he adds, hesitating over the unfamiliar slang.
Xandir	"You put a tube in your mouth and they pour beer down your throat. It's the best! ...Until the hallucinations and kidney failure kick in."
Sen-chan	"America has some very strange traditions," Sen decides, because clearly the guy he's in bed with is an American, yes. Any minute now, the "in bed with a guy" part will actually dawn on him.
Xandir	"Seriously," Xandir says sympathetically. "I didn't even know some of them until I moved in with my housemates. Like 'Whoever doesn't call Not-Gay has to do the dishes.' Who knew?"
Sen-chan	"Wait, wait, what? Not-Gay? What's going *on* here? Who are you? And... more importantly, why am I in bed with you?"
Xandir	"Xandir. Like I said." There's the strident edge of bitchery there but it softens into curiosity after a second. "So you don't remember last night either?"
Sen-chan	"Nooooo," Sen says slowly. "Is this the work of some Alienizer? I didn't think there *were* any of those here." He's starting to think maybe giving Jasmine a call could be a good idea. She'd know, wouldn't she?
Xandir	"What's an alienizer? Is that like people who try to convert you to Scientology?"
Sen-chan	"They're criminals," Sen elaborates oh-so-helpfully.
Xandir	"Well, duh. I mean they brainwashed Tom Cruise."
Sen-chan	"Tom Cruise? The actor from all those old American movies?"
Xandir	"Old movies?" Xandir peers at him in the dimly-lit room. WTF? "Like, say, War of the Worlds?"
Sen-chan	"Old movies," Sen confirms. "That's from ages ago."
Xandir	*blink* *blinky noise from nowhere* *blinkblink* *blinky noise from nowhere* "It came out this year." For Xandir, at least. "Unlike Tom Cruise, which explains so much about him."
Sen-chan	Sen-chan, as a member of Special Police Dekaranger, is from Earth's not-too-distant future, where peaceful aliens who have adopted human guises live on Earth, and evil aliens referred to as "Alienizers" routinely terrorize the populace. So suffice it to say, he's more than a little confused right now. "This is all very troubling," he informs Xandir. "Excuse me," he says, scooting out of the bed and propping himself up in a handstand up against the wall.
Xandir	There's more peering. And more blinking. And more accompanying cartoon noises from nowhere. "...You're live-action!"
Xandir	Cut to the Video Confessional. Xandir, to the camera: "Yes, the guy I didn't remember sleeping with was now standing on his head and this is what I cared about. Please; I live with a pig, a princess, a vagina-creature, a black chick, a black-and-white chick, a terminally closeted superhero, a hallucinogenic battle-monster and a...Sockbat. Random headstands are nothing. But this guy was 3-D!"
Sen-chan	The handstand is Sen-chan's "thinking pose". Will it be effective in this instance? "....Isn't everyone?"
Xandir	Xandir sits up and flicks a bedside lamp on. "Uh, no." He points to himself. "Oh, man. I've never done it with a live-action guy before. ......AWESOME!"
Sen-chan	"'Done it'?" Sen echoes. "You think we- we... iie! No!" It's not that he's got anything *against* two guys having sex... in fact sometimes he can't help but wonder if Ban and Hoji are doing just that.
Xandir	Xandir rolls his eyes. "Come on. I'm hot. You're hot...in a weird sticky-outy way. We woke up in bed together. Of course we did it."
Sen-chan	"I once woke up wrapped in a large amount of gyoza dumpling dough," Sen points out, still upside down. It seems the thinking pose is not working for poor Sen-chan, as he's still got no answers. "That does not mean I am a gyoza dumpling."
Xandir	"No, it means you're hot and kinky. We so totally--" Xandir stops. And puts his hand under the covers. And sort of...wriggles. Then he frowns. "Damn, maybe we didn't do it." His hand snakes up from beneath the covers again, holding a teeny, tiny blue-green thong. "I can't believe I was still wearing this!"
Sen-chan	And now Sen-chan is staring at the thong with something akin to horror. "I need to go now," he says, flipping right side up and quickly throwing on his SPD uniform (with the Special Police Dekaranger logo emblazoned on each and every piece, except the underwear, unless you're Ban). And then Sen-chan runs. Desperately runs.
Xandir	Xandir stares after him, and his lip begins to wibble. "Strong Xandir. Strong Xandir. Remember, their rejection is not a reflection on you." He reaches to the nightstand for a tissue to sniffle into.
Xandir	"--ooh, cupcake!"

[Preplayed with bridge_carson. Xander has turned into Xandir P. Wifflebottom from Drawn Together; Bridge is now Enari Sen'ichi, aka Sen-chan, his green-ranger counterpart in the Japanese Dekaranger, from whence PR:SPD gets all its fight scenes. NFI, but OOC is love.]