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Kitt gets drunk

Summary:

So uhh it's the ball
And Kai and pae are dancing
And then Kitt gets drunk
And kisses pae
And then Kai and Kitt fight (over Pae)

Notes:

HEY GUYS I REALLLLLY LOVE POWERLESS SO OBVI I HAD TO WRITE A FIC

uhh there's minor swearing

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hope you like it <3

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I saw Paedyn and inched my way over to her. "Gray," I said, emotionless.

"Azer," she replied.

"I see Kitt had to go. Did you guys have fun?"

"I guess. Does that make you jealous?" She was teasing me.

"No. Can I have this dance?"

"You want me to dance with someone like you?" She glared at me, rolling here eyes. "Sure." She smiled.

We danced together, finally just having a good time. She was actually quite a good dancer. I underestimated her. A hot silver-haired badass and a good dancer. Wow.

"Not bad, Kai." She chuckled. "You've got moves."

"If that's coming from you, I'm flattered." Everything was normal. Until Kitt came back in.

"YOOOOO GUYS," yelled a voice. I turned around and saw Kitt, falling over his own two feet. I ran over to him.

"Kitt!" I exclaimed, gritting my teeth. This is a ball, not a house party. He couldn't stand up straight. What happened to him?

"JUST BEING CHILLLLL" he yelled.

"Kitt, are you drunk?" I asked, in a whisper.

"DRUNK?" He almost toppled over. "WHAT'S THAT?" Yeah he's drunk. Uhh did someone spike the punch? Give him something when he was away? His eyes lit up when he saw Paedyn. "Paedyn Gray....." he said, mesmerized as he walked over to her like a zombie.

"Uhh....Kitt?" Paedyn inched away.

"Oh, you're so hot!" he exclaimed. I had a bad feeling about this. I knew his drunk ass would do something irresponsible. He went really close to Paedyn and kissed her. On the mouth. KITT! OH, I WAS FUMING.

"OH NO YOU DIDN'T, KITT! MY GIRL!" I swung a punch at him.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN...?" he swung at me, lousily.

"SHE'S MINE." I pushed him over.

"WHY NOT KISS HER?" he asked, confused. He kept swinging at me, yet missing every time.

"YOU'RE SUCH A GIRL-STEALER. GO FUCK YOURSELF!" I was fed up with him.

"WHOA WHOA BOYS! DON'T FIGHT," yelled the middle-aged man working the punch bowl in the back. He stepped in to pull us apart. Me and my horrible drunk girl-kisser of a brother. Kitt was escorted out of the room.

Paedyn walked back over to me. "I think I know which one of you I like better." She smirked.