The Golden Prodigies

Chapter 34

Today, I recommend reading: The Mouse and The Wolf by bedinaz, it's a really great book!!

- Sian

The kitchen and living room were overrun with hungover bodies, sprawled across anything comfortable. The party ended in the early hours of the morning, and nobody attempted to clean anything, which irritated Margo when she entered the kitchen. Bottles had been smashed, spilt drinks covered the floor, food was everywhere and so were the stools.

"Wow," Anthony said as he walked up behind her, looking at the mess.

"Yep." Margo pursed her lips together, trying not to get too annoyed. She felt a little hungover, and that wasn't helping to find her tranquillity.

"Where's Hunter?" Anthony scanned the people in the room, knowing he didn't see his son or Jacota in their bed this morning. William and Sam were curled up together on the couch which had fallen backwards, Piper was fast asleep on the chair, the Omegas were still in the living room, and Pheonix was asleep at the dining table with his head rested against the wood.

Anthony picked up fallen stools on his way to the guest bathroom closest to the kitchen. The door was at an angle, and when he popped his head into the small room, he couldn't help but laugh a little.

Jacota was sprawled across the tiled floor with his head pressed against the base of the toilet. He had decidedly spent the rest of the night throwing up his guts. Anthony motioned for Margo to take a look at their son who was curled up in the empty bathtub, snoring softly.

"Eventful night, it would seem," she sighed with a smile.

"You wake them; I'll make breakfast." Anthony kissed her head and dodged the broken glass on his way back to the kitchen.

Margo stepped over Jacota and prodded her son in the shoulder. Hunter woke suddenly with an ache in his chest from not touching Jacota's skin in hours.

He winced at the light and ignored his mum while he reached over the bathtub to grab Jacota's arm. His warm skin filled him with instant relief and he sunk back into the bath, watching the room spin without his control.

"Hey," Margo nudged Jacota until he woke, knowing he was a little harder to wake up than her son. "I can't believe you both slept in the bathroom."

Hunter, with a hand on his head, asked, "What happened last night?"

"After your father and I went to bed, I have no idea."

Jacota closed the lid on the toilet and hauled himself up so he could sit on it. He remembered throwing up, but that's the only memory he could find from the previous night.

"I drank way too much," he mumbled, not feeling as bad as he expected, though the God did throw up the majority of the alcohol he consumed.

"I think everyone did." Hunter climbed out of the bath, rubbing an aching shoulder. "Is it messy?"

Margo left the bathroom without a word, and Hunter knew the answer.

"Are you well enough to help tidy?" Jacota asked with a foul taste in his mouth.

Hunter nodded and followed his mum as his mate vanished to their bathroom upstairs so he could clean his mouth.

"Sleeping down here was a bad idea," William groaned while Hunter and Sam helped him stand.

"Are you sore?" Sam asked, holding the human's arm around his shoulders to keep him steady.

William nodded, looking around.