Out of the dark.

Jello Shots.

A/N
Hey babes. This is a long one.

Seto POV

I saw Joey leave but I didn't stop him. I knew he was upset over the simulations. Joey had every right to be. I had picked out a wedding gift for him that I was to get on the morning of the 1st. I shrugged it off. He would be back. I took this time to collect any pictures of Joey and myself from our friends and our siblings. I was still being badgered about Vegas, so I sent out a mass text.

Seto: I'm aware everyone wants to know about Vegas. I'm leaving that for Joey to talk about. I'll see you all tomorrow around 9 pm. SK.

Seto: Also, if anyone has any pictures of Joey and I please forward them to my cell phone. SK.

It had been about an hour and a half since Joey left. I couldn't put it off anymore I called him.

"Hello?" Joeys musical voice.

"Hey, can you come home?" I felt like I sounded nervous but tried to keep it together.

"Yeah, give me about twenty minutes. I'm on my way." Joey promised before saying bye and hanging up.
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Joey got home when he said he would and needed help with bags. He parked his BMW up front and left it there.

"What the hell did you do? Rob a party store?" I groaned.

"No! I just got some stuff." He stuck his tongue out at me.

"This is easily, like, $200 worth of 'stuff', Joseph." I said while I helped him carry the bags to a table.

"Yeah so, is there a money shortage I don't know about?"

"No. I just don't think we needed all of this stuff." I smirked as I pulled out a bunch of happy new year party plates, Jell-O, plastic containers with lids and a ton of vodka. "What's this?"

"For Jell-O shots."

"What the hell are Jell-O shots?" I paused, "I mean I've obviously heard of them before but I've never had one." I explained while studying the flavors of jello.

"Cmon rich boy, I'll show ya. Grab that stuff and follow me," Joey walked towards the kitchen and I followed.

"What's your favorite flavor?" Joey looked at me while pulling out a large steel soup pot.

"I've never had any of this. I don't know." I looked at the colorful boxes.

Joey noticed my struggle and decided we would make all of it. "Grape is pretty good, blue raspberry is the popular one and right behind the blue, is the red. Fruit punch." He explained. "Ya should change and put on casual clothes. This can get messy."

I nodded and hurried upstairs to change. I heard my phone go off a few times but didn't bother checking it. It was our friends, I was sure of it. I threw on some jeans and a t shirt that Joey had once slept in. I smiled to myself about the memories of our early budding relationship.

Downstairs in the kitchen, Joey had six huge pots boiling full of water and cookie sheets covering the counter with the little cups and lids . "So explain this to me." I looked at him. God, his blonde hair was perfect.

"Well," Joey looked at me, "first, we boil the water and vodka, then mix the flavor. Next we pour the mix into the little cups, put the tops on and refrigerate over night." He flashed me a smile that made my ears and cheeks heat up.

"Ah, Okay," I walked up behind Joey and watched him mix the bubbling concoctions. "Can you put this in anything?"

"The jello? What do ya mean, in anythin? Ya can put in in pie and other stuff? Why?" Joey looked at me while stirring the bubbling green water.