Meeting New Friends Part 1

The night that took a turn for the worst/best

(Your P.O.V)
As Gold and I were talking, he kept insisting that I have a drink. I kept telling him 'no' but he grabbed a bottle and opened it and gave it to me for me to drink. I promised him I'd take a sip and he had to promise me that if I didn't like it after the sip, that he can't force me to drink it. He drunkly said yes. I took a sip and instantly wanted more.
Now I see how Bonnie had like 15. I thought. I started chugging it, which was a bad idea, and I gotta say, that wasn't just me chugging a bottle of beer to Gold and the others who soon gathered around and started chanting "chug chug chug chug!" It was to see how fast they could get me drunk, not as drunk as them but y'know still drunk but still have a little bit of soberness? Yeah that only took 2-2 1/2 bottles! Chica dragged the other guys away so it was back to just me and Gold talking again.
"Hey how about yo*hic*u and I get away *hic* from here and have a little *hic* fun?". He said. Like, I said before Gold was like me at this point because Chica took away the beer he had and wouldn't let him have anymore if he was going to talk to me. I said 'yes'.... now I can garuntte you, that that was THE WORST and best decision I've ever made. He picked me up bridal-style and carried me to that back room in the office. On our way there I finished my beer and through it behind us, leaving it to shatter into millions of pieces. He just smirked at me and kept going to the room. Gold had sobered up a little bit, but was still drunk by the time we got there. He backed me up against a wall, put his hands on my waists, and started kissing me. A little rougher than he had the last time we kissed. He soon broke the kiss and took his shirt off. He started to lean in to kiss me again but stopped.
"Well this doesn't seem right." He said.
"W-what are you talking about Goooooold?" I said still drunk off my ass.
"You still have your shirt on...." He backed up a bit and ripped my shirt off.... Literally, ripped my shirt off in half. And started kissing again.
I'll let your dirty little minds to fill in the blanks.
When I woke up, I had a killer headache. I had taken a small nap. I tried to find my phone to check what time it was. It was only 8:30 am. Like I said, small nap. I looked around to try and find Gold. My vision was still a bit off because of earlier. When my vision came back enough to the point where I could see better than I did before, I saw Gold putting on his shorts.
"Hey! My little princess is awake." He said.
"......did we?......" I asked
"Well I'd look at what you're wearing.... Then I think that will answer your question. Anyway I used some magic to put together a sweatshirt for you to wear since um... Yours got ripped um... In half." I glanced down at what I was wearing while gold tried to find the sweatshirt. I was only wearing my bra and underwear.
"Oh god!" I said rubbing my head. " We didn't!"
"Oh, but we did." He said as he found the sweatshirt.
"You did NOT just say that!" I said playfully.
"Oh yes I did! Here, put this on." He said, throwing me the sweatshirt. I put it on and noticed it was yellow, and in black writing it said 'Gold's Princess'. I looked up at him smiling.
"I love it!" I said then got up and hugged him. I pulled away and started looking for my jeans. As soon as I found them, I put them on. Gold just picked up his shirt and held it in his left hand. Once I had my jeans back on he grabbed my hand and I almost made it out the door, when I face planted into the ground. I think I might be just a little drunk still.
(Gold P.O.V)
She looked so beautiful in the sweatshirt I made her. Her Red-haired ponytail rested on her shoulder. The sweatshirt seemed to make her beautiful blue eyes pop. When she face planted I chuckled a little then picked her up bridal-style and carried her out to Chica who was waiting for her on the stage. I set her down, on the stage next to her then told Chica that she had face planted and was still a little drunk.
(Your P.O.V)
I had no idea where I was when I woke up. Soon after I heard Chica's voice and sat up I knew I was on the stage, in the party room.
"So I'm guessing Gold gave you that sweatshirt?" She giggled.
"Yes Chica! He gave me the sweatshirt." I said playfully. "Oh, btw! Gold and I kinda.... maybe... just a little...."
"Yeah I heard you guys...." Chica said
"Oh god!"
"Don't worry I was the only one. Plus all the other guys passed out so I went to go check on you and... yeah." Chica said slightly blushing. Some of the guys were still passed out on the floor. "You don't think your pregnant.... do you?" Chica asked.
I moved so that I was sitting on my left foot and my right leg dangled off the edge of the stage.
"I mean... I don't know. I wouldn't know without taking a.... a.... IM GONNA BE SICK!" I yelled, and ran to the bathroom with Chica not to far behind. " I think that was morning sickness.... Chica, I'm only 23 I don't know if I'm ready to have a child." I said with a face of disappointment.
"Hey, if you want to be sure, I get get you a test if you fall asleep and I give it to you in your dream. All you have to do is hold on to it and I'll wake you up and you'll have the test. Ok?" She suggested.
"I guess, ok let's try it." After Chica woke me up, I took the test.
"Chica... I'm.... I'm..... I'm...." I couldn't say it.
"pregnant?" She filled in the blank.
"Yeah.... I'm pregnant." I said. Then we both jumped up and down like little 12 year old girls who just got 100's on a test.
"AHHH! This is amazing!" Chica said with a bit to much excitement. "Should we tell Gold?" She asked still with a huge smile on her face.
"Yeah I mean he IS the father." I said
"Ok then! Come on let's go! She said as she grabbed my arm and dragged me out to where Gold was sitting with the others.
Ok this is the moment of truth. Time to tell everyone.