Winterberg Brain Rot

Twister:Gone wrong... or right?

"GET YOUR FUCKEN LARGE ASS OUT OF MY FACE, TALL ASS WHORE."

The castle of Lady Demitrescu, home of one of the four lords of the village, and an occasional hangout place every Friday. What's today's game for family game night? Twister. Courtesy of Mr. Winters, who found it at The Duke's humble shop.

Donna and Angie were in charge of the wheel, Morau wasn't able to play for obvious reasons, and Rose was with the triplets in another room after turning in for the night. So, with 3 bottles of non-blood-infused wine and 5 old drunk adults, the bright idea of twister was introduced.

It took two very large bottles of wine to convince Alcina, and one nice looking blond to convince Karl. Ethan grew up with the game of Twister, so he went along for the trip down memory lane. Donna had politely refused the game as it was just not her cup of tea. Although she did help make a mat big enough for Alcina to place but small enough for the game to function as intended. Really, she was a goddess.

"Ack, my back is killing me," Alcina complained. "How you idiots convinced me to play this childish, idiotic game is beyond me." The mesh of body and breath down her neck was enough for her to quit. However egotistical and drunk, she was determined to beat Hesinberg at anything and everything, including a childish game such as twister.

"Maybe if you weren't so big, your body could actually support you!" Karl sneered. Alcina was on top of the two men, so there was some conflict. Especially because if she falls, she might break more than a bone.

"Left hand red!" Angie said happily, resting on Donna's lap.

"Nope. Not even going to try," Alcina said, carefully untangling herself from the mesh of limbs. She stood up with a sigh and cracked her back. That was the most workout she'd gotten in literal years.

"Oi careful! You almost knocked us over," Karl grumbled. Ethan chuckled nervously. The two always fought during game night. Well, they always fought over anything really. Last time it became a full-on fight and they destroyed Donna's house. This was the last time game night was held at her place. That's when everyone found out that the usually quiet Donna Beneviento is very scary when mad. Luckily, they made it up by fixing the place to the lord's approval. She had also banned the two from her house. Thankfully, she didn't drag anyone else into the other two lords' mess.

"Hesinberg, please calm down." Ethan said as he maneuvered around the mat to a red dot. More focused on the dot than the man that's going to be on top of him.

"Yeah, whatever." Karl said, grumbling as he moved himself over to Ethan. Oh, Ethan. The one man Karl ever listens to has the bare minimum, which is rather surprising since Karl listens to no one. Karl looked down to be met face-to-face with a red-hot Ethan. Karl smirked down and leaned in closer to Ethan's face. Ethan leaned further down, almost losing grip and falling back, but he caught himself before anything happened.

"Hey there, papa~" Now Ethan was no stranger to flirting. He wasn't good at it himself, and how he pulled in Mia was beyond him. Sure, he was rather oblivious to it most of the time. It took him a while to even figure out that Hesinberg even remotely liked him, but once he really looked at it and put the pieces together, it was rather obvious. He's not sure who knew before him, and he doesn't want to know if he's the last or not. He doesn't know if he can take the embarrassment.

"Winters~" Karl chimed in. That was enough for Ethan's leg to give out. On the way down, Ethan kicked Karl's leg, making them both fall. Unfortunately, that's not all that happened. What Ethan thought could only happen in a cheesy romance novel he had read once, happened to him.

The blond opened his eyes and saw Hesinberg's lips touch his. He couldn't tell if it was from the wine or the kiss, but Ethan could feel his cheeks flare up. It wasn't a kiss per se, but it was also not, not a kiss. It looked like they were trying to eat each other. However, Karl's lips were beyond chapped but so warm. It was rather comforting.