Dang Convergence Vol. 1

Chapter Twenty-five Let's Party Hard, Lads

Chapter Twenty-five

Let's Party Hard, Lads

Sam and Scott had a pretty nice apartment. Well, at least, it certainly met up with Dante's expectations of what a nice home ought to look like although he wasn't sure he was exactly the perfect person to measure something like that considering he'd be living in and out of tunnels and underground safehouses on his world, and was living out of a decrepit observatory in this world.

He and the others were met with thumping music as they arrived. He'd actually managed to get the entire gang to come with for the party. Daedalus had been the hardest to convince but he'd managed to pull it off.

Dang, who Dante had thought would be hard to convince given his recent oddness, had actually been pretty pleased to tag along, stating that he needed a distraction and quite a lot to drink.

Now there they were, all five of them, surrounded by teenagers who all looked to be familiar with each other.

The living room was rather spacious and had enough couches and lounge chairs that everyone had a place to sit. Scott and Sam had been careful to not go over capacity with the people they'd invited.

There were a group of dudes playing a football game on the TV. Everyone else was sat, mostly in groups of two, with red beer cups in their hands, and were either catching up with each other, flirting, or just full on making out with no regard for anyone who could see them.

Sam and Scott were in the kitchen. When Dante and the others walked in, the twins looked a little surprised. Dante thought at first that they might have been surprised he'd come with so many people but then their mouths dropped open and their eyes slacked so he knew it had to be something else.

He tilted his head and put his hands out to the sides in a questioning stance. "What's wrong?"

"Dude," Sam simply said.

"You guys are triplets?" Scott queried, gesturing to Dante, Daedalus and Dang. "Because damn, you look like you could be clones of each other."

"Oh," Dante laughed awkwardly.

"Not triplets," Dang answered. "But family, yes. It's err, it's a little hard to explain. Dante says you guys are twins, now that can't be true."

"I know, I know," Sam laughed. "He got mom's genes, I got dad's. Well, part of dad's, if I'm being honest. I got the good parts. Missed out on the potbelly."

They all laughed.

"Going to introduce us?" Scott asked, looking at Dante.

"Oh, sure," Dante nodded and cleared his throat. He introduced the others, starting with Daniel and Megan and ending with Daedalus. Once handshakes had gone around, Scott poured them all drinks.

"Don't even try to say you're not having anything to drink," Sam said sharply, just as Dante had been about to do just that. "If you're coming to a Cletus party then you've gotta Cletus party. And that includes getting drunk! So, drink up or bounce, buddy."

Dante sighed. "Well, I suppose I'll drink up then."

He raised the cup to his lips and downed it in a single gulp. He placed it down on the counter and smirked at Sam and Scott, both of whom looked surprised.

"Please don't tell me that's the strongest thing you've got in here," Dante grinned.

The twins cheered. "That's more like it!" Sam said excitedly. "If you want stronger, don't worry, I got you!"

"There's a ping-pong table out back, by the way," Scott said. "You guys up for a friendly game of beer pong?"

"Hell yeah!" Daniel roared. And then after a moment, he cleared his throat. "Actually, I've never quite played beer pong before. Are there any rules?"