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Weed was always something Mari had told Sunny to stay away from.
But then Aubrey had become friends with Kim. Then Sunny had starting dating Aubrey. Then Kim started being Kim.
Sunny has never had any real interest in getting high. At the same time, he wasn’t explicitly opposed to it either. Kim had convinced him by telling him it’d be funny, so he agreed.
This is what led to him sitting on his couch with all of his childhood friends and a couple others around them, most of them high. The only one that wasn’t high was Hero. Because there had to be a sober one here, probably. Perchance.
Sunny was in the middle of the couch with Kel, and Aubrey and Cris on the other side of them respectively. Basil and Kim were sitting on a shorter catch to the side, and Hero was in his own chair.
“You know I really want Orange Joe right now. Like, my mouth is dry and my throat feels weird and the only thing that can fix that is Orange Joe. Do you have any Sunny?” Kel asked.
“Why would I keep Orange Joe in the treehouse?” Sunny said, from the treehouse they’ve been in during this conversation. Sunny didn’t move or something in this scenario so the treehouse is still his it’s not important.
Cris grabbed the bag she had brought with them. “It’s fine Kel, I figured you would’ve wanted some at some point while you were high,” she said as she pulled out a can of somehow still cold Orange Joe.
“I love you so much,” Kel said.
“How do you drink that garbage?” Aubrey asked.
“Nah, you’d be surprised what some people eat when they’re high. They’ll eat pretty much anything,” Kim said. “You should see some of what Basil eats sometimes.”
Aubrey then turned to Basil. “You’ve gotten high often enough to have a consistent food thing? With Kim?”
Basil laughed a little. “Yeah.” He said little else.
“In a weird way that makes sense,” Aubrey said.
“I think Orange Joe is the best thing humanity has ever created,” Kel said.
Aubrey sighed. “Cris can you control your boyfriend?”
Cris shrugged. “That stopped being a possibility when we got him high, I’m afraid. Not even me.”
“Well shit,” Aubrey said. “If I’m gonna have to deal with this, let me get more of that.” Aubrey reached for the blunt, which feels weird to say, and took a few hits. “You want some Sunny?”
“Why not,” he said. He wanted to try eating one of his favorite foods when he was high too, Kel made it seem life changing. He didn’t know how he’d get a steak up there. In the treehouse.
At least he was next to Aubrey. Being next to her already felt great as is, the physical contact was only enhanced by being extremely faded.
“So what do we do now?” Cris asked.
Kim looked at her, confused. “What do you mean what now? We just… I dunno. Do what we usually do.”
“That’s it?” Sunny asked. “We just do what we always do but think it’s funnier and have foggy heads?”
“Pretty much,” Basil said.
“That’s awesome.”
“Yeah,” Aubrey said while looking at the ceiling. “Definitely not gonna be a consistent thing, but maybe every once in a while.”
“That’s good,” Hero said because he was still in the room. “Getting too into it would be bad.”
“Unrelated but does anyone wanna play Mario Kart?” Sunny asked. “I just remembered it exists.”
“Oh hell yeah!” Aubrey said.
“Maybe now that you’re high we’ll be able to beat you,” Kel said.
“Nah, I’d win,” Sunny said.
With the declaration victory from the strongest Mario Kart player of the modern era out of the way, a group of four emerged for actually playing the game. Mario Kart Double Dash was the one that was out at this time, so four teams emerged. Sunny with Aubrey, Kel with Cris, Basil with Kim, and Hero with the chair he’s been sitting in. How they managed to make it work in the treehouse I don’t know, but it doesn’t matter.
Sunny and Aubrey chose the Koopa Troopa and Parakoopa respectively. Basil and Kim chose Petey Piranha and King Boo respectively. Kel and Cris chose Donkey Kong and Bower respectively.
Miraculously, the races started and ended so fast that they didn’t have the chance to be described. Sunny and Aubrey won, as expected, because the bit with Sunny going on.
“Get fucked!” Aubrey said.
“Language!” Hero said.
Aubrey rolled her eyes. “Really? We’re smoking weed and that’s what you’re concerned with?”
“It’s mostly a reflex.”
“Huh,” Aubrey said. “That sounds kinda weird.”
“Everything sounds kind of weird,”Kel said. “Things sound normal until they don’t”
“Did anyone watch how much Kel was smoking?” Aubrey said, mainly looking at Cris.
“Don’t look at me, I signed up to be his girlfriend, not his babysitter,” the girl in question said.
“Why are you guys taking like I’m not here?”Kel asked.
“I try to pretend you aren’t,” Aubrey said.
Where are we going with this? Don’t know. The group gets another joint going, they just smoke more as one does when they get high.
“You guys ever wanna try edibles?” Kim asks. “They feel different, like heavier.”
“As long as it makes every feeling I could ever have feel amplified while I do it,” Sunny said with his eyes closed.
“It actually makes that stronger,” Basil said.
“Fuck yeah,” Sunny said.
Hero stopped himself from saying language, not wanting to go through the same bit twice.
“Hey, how long does this last usually?” Cris asked.
“It’s all your guys first time smoking and we’ve done a good amount, so probably the rest of the day,” Kim said.
“And we’ll probably roll another joint or two,” Basil said.
“Witnessing this is so weird,”Hero said. “My perception of all of you has been changed entirely,” Hero said.
“You could have some cool dreams with that if you try hard enough,” Sunny said.
“Isn’t that the thing you did as a trauma response?” Hero asked.
“Pretty much.”
Hero felt like he should talk to Sunny later.
Where is this going? No clue, but time passed. The teenagers were still just as baked as they were earlier, maybe even more so due to the extra joints rolled, and Hero was still trip sitting. Maybe next time I write something like this I’ll let him get faded, but I think having one sober person witness this is funnier for now.
“How are we gonna get out?” Kel asked.
“What?” Aubrey looked at him confused. Why would Kel say this? Is he stupid? “Same way we came in.“
“Yeah, but like, that involves a ladder. And we’re all high.”
“Okay?” She said.
“You’ll be fine, don’t worry,” Kim said. “Just don’t think too hard about it.”
Cris was also still here. “Saying that kind of makes it the only thing I can think about,” she said.
Hero sighs. “You’re only climbing down a ladder. You’ll be fine.”
“Well if Hero says it it’s gotta be true,” Kel said.
The group of faded teens started descending the ladder, and nothing went wrong since that would be needless drama. Let’s say Sunny almost fell at the end but Aubrey caught him though, there hasn’t been that much sunburn. Basil took a picture of it, and Aubrey threatened to kill him. So basically, the usual.
Conveniently, Sunny’s mom wasn’t home. Everything had been working out in the group of teens favor, how convenient.
They all started bugging Hero to order Gino’s, the hive only having food on their minds. He ordered two pizzas, half because of the fact that there were 7 people, half because one of those people was Kel.
As they bit into it, the four who only had only gotten high for the first time today wanted to cry. It was the greatest pizza they had ever tasted. For the rest of the dinner, Aubrey was grilling Basil and Kim on what was going on between them only for them to say they don’t know, Sunny was trying his best to hold a normal conversation with Hero but he couldn’t stop thinking about spout moles and laughing to himself a little, and Cris made sure Kel wasn’t eating too fast.
Holy fuck the pacing for the end of this is fast. Anyway, after dinner the group set up in Sunny’s living room, where all of them would be staying.
The couples shared spaces on the floor, and Hero took the couch. It’s kinda fucked up that he still hasn’t moved on in a lot of these stories now that I think about it.
Anyway, everyone fell asleep except for Sunny and Aubrey, because I wanted to write them talking privately and this was the easiest way.
“Thanks for catching me earlier,” Sunny said.
“No problem,” Aubrey said. “I like my boyfriend with his limbs unbroken.”
“It’s not that far of a drop though.”
“What about that one time when we were younger where you tried jumping off the swings to impress-“
“That’s not the same,” Sunny interrupted. The only real purpose of that line was to bring up the swings, that’s almost a checkmark item for sunburn.
Aubrey laughed, a little more than she would if she were sober.
“Yeah, whatever. Shut up and kiss me so we can go to bed.”
Sunny complied, and the two kissed, finally. He was looking forward to this the most when he took that first hit of the joint and coughed his lungs out.
It was probably both of their favorite kisses, the high amplifying everything they were feeling. Then, they had a classic exchange that ends a lot of fics.
“Love you Sunny,” Aubrey said.
“Love you too Aubrey.”
They fell asleep blissfully in each other’s arms, and the fic had a relatively normal ending.