Dated for February 14th, Hangover Plot

[thedemonmagnet]

Xander's hand was wet and there were feathers in his mouth.

These were the first things he noticed as he groggily started to wake up. The feathers were spat out and he proceeded to look around to figure out where the hell he was instead of curled up next to Helen in a big nice warm bed. There was something very not Helen shaped curled up next to him, on something way to hard and wobbly to be a bed, which Xander promptly attempted to roll away from.

Right into a large body of water.

He came up sputtering and suddenly very much awake. He grabbed onto the raft like thing he'd guessed was the hard not bed thing he'd woken up on and looked right into the eyes of a rooster.

"What the hell is going on!? Oh god, I've gone home haven't I and Sunnydale is being over run by demon roosters?! Is this Hellmouthy justice for escaping it for years on end?!" Yep, Xander was panicking. And he hadn't even taken in the person who he'd woke up next to. Or what either of them were wearing.

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[not_the_s]

"I'm not a…" He looked down at himself. "Fine, maybe I am. If you're right, that means that there's an entire day gone and I really hope that means you're wrong. A few hours, okay, but.. I don't know. Maybe it was some kind of pre-Valentine's bachelor's party or something." Except you didn't really have bachelor's parties unless you were about to get married and he'd have hoped he'd at least have rated an invitation.

He poked uselessly at the shoes and then tried tearing at them. Anything if it would get them off.

[thedemonmagnet]

Xander just raised his eyebrows because come on Kon, there was no defense to those clothes. And was the bachelor party really that better of an explanation. "And who were you at this bachelor party? The stripper? Because, no offense, you wouldn't be my first choice so it's a good thing I don't plan on ever getting married." Ever. Xander could stand to loose a day as along as marriage wasn't involved.

When he saw Kon fighting with the shoes, he sighed and moved over so he could help take them off. He was sadly adept at this after having so many female friends. "There, better?"

[not_the_s]

"Can you really picture me as a stripper?" Kon returned before he remembered that little incident with Clark that made his face heat. "You know what? Forget I said that." Instead, he leaned down to watch Xander work. He wasn't sure how he was able to get the contraptions off and he wasn't going to ask any questions. It was enough at the moment that he was getting them off. He hissed a little when the first one was removed.

"I think I might be limping for the rest of the day. Maybe even the week."

[thedemonmagnet]

Before Kon said forget is, Xander had already been giving him a look. He may have been off his rocker that weekend too but he remembered that twin act. He didn't think he'd ever forget it. That and Spike tying him up to stop him before he did something he would regret...

Right, anyways.

"That's what everyone says when they take off heels, even girls. This is why I do not participate in drag night. I let your dad do it for me." He said a bit sardonically as he removed the second shoe.

[not_the_s]

The first thing that Kon thought was 'Clark' and he made a face. The idea of Clark in drag was not something that was appealing, even to his broadening horizons. Then, of course, he thought of Lex. That was the person that Xander was talking about. Even if he did sometimes - more than sometimes - think of Lex as a parent figure, it was weird to hear someone say it like that.

"Well, I didn't think guys just had magically different feet." He stared at the shoes, trying to figure out where he'd even gotten them.

"So how much trouble do you think I've gotten myself into this time?"