Before the Friendship Games: Sugarcoat

Neon took a deep breath, then exhaled. "We're here," he said, then walked with Sugarcoat into the living room. Neon's parents were sitting in their favorite chairs, and looked up to see their son with his new girlfriend. Introductions were made, hugs were exchanged, and they all sat down together.

"So," Cypress said, "Neon told us that you met each other at Crystal Prep. You two wanted a one night stand, but ended up having sex in school," he asked.

"Pretty much," Sugarcoat replied. "We fucked in a study room."

"Just like how we met," Cerulean exclaimed to Cypress.

Neon blinked. "What."

"No kidding," Sugarcoat said in surprise, resting her chin on her hands.

"Well, not exactly how we met," Cerulean said. "We got caught fooling around in the showers. We were lucky we didn't get expelled," she said with a laugh.

"My parents did it during the fall high school play. Fortunately the play was louder than they were, but they still got caught by the assistant director," Sugarcoat said.

"What." Neon said, his eyes widened. He shook his head, snapping himself back to reality. "Not that I wanted this information at all, but how am I learning about all this shit just now," he asked, flailing his arms in disbelief.

Sugarcoat smiled. "You guys and my parents would get along swimmingly," she said to Cypress and Cerulean.

Neon shuddered at the thought. Hearing Sugarcoat's parents talk about sex was one thing, but his own parents not only talking about sex, but talking about sex with Sugarcoat's parents! At that very thought, the worst possible image formed in his mind's eye: A four-way between both sets of their parents.

Neon took off in a rush and slammed the bathroom door shut. Sounds of moaning, retching, and water splashing echoed in the hallway until all he could do was dry heave. There was a knock on the door. "You okay in there, hot stuff," Sugarcoat asked with concern.

"Oh, I'm just fine," Neon said sarcastically. "I just thought it'd be fun to run to the bathroom, fill my mouth with water and spit it into the toilet for about half an hour!"

Sugarcoat slowly opened the door to see Neon sitting down in front of the toilet, looking pale. "Seriously, hon. No sarcasm this time. Are you okay," she asked as she walked over to Neon.

Neon sighed heavily. "I just had a stupid image pop into my head and I might have overreacted," he said.

Sugarcoat smiled. "Can't be any worse than Principal Cinch with a vibrator," she said.

"All four of our parents fucking," Neon said flatly.

Sugarcoat stood unfazed. "Nope," she said, "I don't think anything is capable of topping mine."

"Let's try not to, for both of our sakes," Neon said.

"Agreed," said Sugarcoat. She grabbed a couple of tissues and wiped the sweat off of Neon's forehead.

"Thanks, hon," Neon said. "That whole conversation threw off me guard. My parents never told me any of those stories, and I have mixed feelings about that," he said.

Sugarcoat put a hand on Neon's shoulder. "Are you going to be okay, hot stuff," she asked with a look of concern.

"My stomach is totally empty now, so unless I start puking blood I should be just peachy."

Sugarcoat laughed. "Keep that sense of humor, will you babe?"

"It helps me get through the day, so I don't plan on losing it," Neon said with a smile. "Now let's get back in there, shall we?"

Sugarcoat nodded. "Yes. Let's." Neon and Sugarcoat returned to the living room where the latter's parents were waiting.

"You feeling okay, son," asked Cypress.

"We could hear you throwing up from across the hall," said Cerulean.

"Neon imagined the two of you fucking my parents," Sugarcoat said.

Neon slapped the palm of his hand to his forehead and dragged it down his features. "Oh for fuck's sake," he muttered under his breath. Cypress and Cerulean gave their son quizzical looks. Neon sighed heavily and hung his head in humiliation. "I really, really don't want to talk about it right now."

"Why not," asked Cypress.

"Why not? Why not? Because all the stories I just heard put images into my head that I didn't want," Neon said. "And honestly, I'd like to forget about them as soon as possible!" He sighed. "Look. Maybe we can talk about this later. But not right now, okay," he asked as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "This is a lot for me to take in all at once, and I need time to absorb it."

"We're sorry if we made you feel uncomfortable, sweetie," said Cerulean as she got up off of her chair. "I guess we got a little carried away there, huh?"

Neon rolled his eyes. "'A little'?"

"We were just so happy for you that we got overexcited," said Cypress. "Your mother and I will never forget how heartbroken you were over your last relationship, and seeing you happy like this makes us happy," he said as he got off of his chair.

Neon smiled. "I'm sorry I blew up at you guys. That was just a whole bunch of weirdness that took me by surprise." Cypress and Cerulean walked up to Neon and gave him a big hug.

"We love you, Neon," said Cerulean.

"And I love you guys too," Neon said. "Now if you'll excuse me," he said, breaking the hug after a few moments, "I'm going to pack for Sugarcoat's. I imagine you guys would feel awkward if she spent the night here as I fuck her brains out."

Cypress nodded. "Yeah, probably for the best," he said. Neon ran upstairs to his room and began packing. His parents turned to Sugarcoat.

"Well," Cerulean said. "It was nice meeting you, Sugarcoat."

"Same here," Sugarcoat said with a smile. "I have no doubt I'll see you two again soon."

"We're counting on it," said Cypress.

Several minutes later, Neon returned with a fully packed bag. "You ready to go, Sugar," he asked.

Sugarcoat smirked. "Not as much as you are," she said playfully.

Neon pecked her on the cheek with a grin, then turned to his parents. "See you guys tomorrow," he said.

"Bye," said both Neon's his parents as he closed the door.