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I waved my hands and colorful decorations spread out everywhere. I materialized snack foods and punch. I created a few small madness bubbles that I filled with music instead of nightmares and essentially created floating 'speakers'. I created balls of light that flashed different colors. I laughed as I spent my energy to create things, twisting reality to my whims.
The music bubbles weren't on yet. I create a boombox and click 'Play'
There was an ulterior motive for me making this party. I had just turned a man into a frog and sent a soulless copy to replace him. I felt incredibly guilty not because I've essentially ruined his life, but because I...didn't actually care that I ruined his life. I just...didn't care that he was going to live out his life as a frog now. He was still alive, I haven't killed him and I found myself not really caring what I did otherwise. If I didn't kill him then it's fine.
I knew this was wrong. I knew this way of thinking was wrong. It HAS to be wrong. And yet I just...couldn't feel bad about doing it. I thought it was...funny. Oh god what is wrong with me? I...shouldn't be so nonchalant about this right? I hid my most recent emotional meltdown in a glass of Mudslide with extra cream liquor and just...let go. I chugged it all in one go and refilled my glass. How about a Strawberry Daiquiri this time?
My friends were thrilled by the amazing party I made. Yup. All me. Damn I'm good. Who makes the best parties? This guy! I chug my 2nd glass of liquor and swayed a little. Shit, maybe I shouldn't go so fast...
I giggled drunkenly at Kryptos's delighted look. He was gazing at the colorful lights and decorations with an absolutely adorable smile.
"This is amazing! Atomic manipulation! I've never seen someone capable of materializing so many items so quickly! The amount of focus that must take!" He gushed at the food table. "You even made a roasted xeno-iguana! How?! That would require re-creating the animal on an atomic level and then vibrating it's molecules to simulate the cooking process!"
Oh my god. He's a NEEEEEERD~!!!
That's so fucking cute!!!
I squeal as I grab onto him and nuzzle into his side. He cries out in surprised embarrassment as I rub myself against him. "Help!" He wails. Pyronica was on the ground laughing her ass off. "Oh my god Bill! The party JUST started and you're already fucking drunk!"
"H-he's not going to do anything to me right?!" Kryptos shoves at me, trying to get away as I grow more arms and giggle at him. "Get off me please!" To his relief I let go.
"Don't worry. Bill has no interest in anything fun like that. Your chastity is safe." Pyronica shrugs and grabs a martini from the snack table. "Hm...didn't know he could create pre-cooked food. I guess Bill just enjoys cooking."
In my inebriated state, I MIGHT have told Kryptos he was the cutest girl I've ever seen...I am aware this was not a healthy way to deal with my issue but I just got a new friend, at least let me party and forget about my problems for now. I laugh, eat, drink and forget. For a while at least.
I distinctly remember making Kryptos a pair of gloves and boots after he accidentally zapped Teeth. Seems the experiments left his powers over electricity somewhat unstable. I'm sure he'll be able to control them in time.
Maybe once I'm sober I can see about helping him with that. I squee'd when he tried to figure out what the gloves were made of. "Plain rubber would just melt under constant heat from the electric charges, this has some kind of metal in it? But it doesn't heat up?"
"Neeeerd~!" I hug him and laugh. The music changes and I lose myself to the beat.
I dance like an idiot when I'm not trying.
To be fair to me, I was drunk. I think it was a pretty fun party, at least I had fun. Pyronica danced with me, laughing loudly and throwing fire everywhere. Eventually everyone else joined in. Even Kryptos finally let loose and just enjoyed himself.
My memories get blurry after that.
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