A Farewell to All Futures

Team Fortune 2

Warning: mentions of vomiting

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Every morning, Shinji and Hajime would go on their daily morning jog as part of their daily training, which went around the school and then through a park off-campus. There, they would usually do ground training like push-ups, sit-ups, and stretching to avoid cramps. But for the sake of not making Shinji's head feel worse, they decided to walk back instead of running back.

On their walk back, they had to walk alongside a road that was teeming with traffic, a result of some Ultimates skipping their classes, the Reserve Department getting to theirs, and journalists and photographers trying to get glimpses of the world's hopes enjoying their daily life in the autumn morning.

"So, why didn't you go to Setsuka's party last night?" Shinji asked, walking on the part of the sidewalk that was closest to the road.

Hajime sighed from beside him, shaking his head. "I had to go to Coach Nekomaru's practice lesson, but I saw pictures that Emma posted in the group chat. Did Kanade and Iroha really make out?"

"Yeah, she got bored, apparently. You wanna know what's even more funny? Yoruko was so drunk that she just crashed into Sora and fell into her chest!" Shinji laughed. "And Mikado was doing karaoke!"

"Oh boy, I bet Hibiki was giving him the death glare all throughout." Hajime chuckled, already picturing the scene.

Shinji shook his head with a snort. "No, she's the one who put him up to it! And he was drunk enough to agree!"

"Good god..." The boxer sighed, imagining the carnage from the last time they got Mikado drunk. "Alcohol and Mikado don't seem to get along well, do they? Did he lose control of his magic or something?"

"No, actually! He apparently knows how to seal his powers, and he's got a whole new look to boot! Knowing his boyfriend though, the party's gonna be right on the front page of the newspaper." Shinji predicted. "Well, after Nikei gets over his terrible hangover and starts writing."

Hajime felt himself immediately grow concerned for the journalist's wellbeing. "How much did he drink?" He questioned.

"Um, you see, he got in a drinking contest with Kanade...and lost..." The firefighter cringed, knowing that the guitarist's high tolerance for alcohol couldn't be rivalled by anyone. "I think he might've gotten drunk halfway through..."

Hajime felt his eyes turn a bright crimson behind his shades, an addition that he got from his Fortune. "Alright, who drank the alcohol last night? I'm gonna visit them and make sure that they don't need a hospital. They are ALL in big trouble." He growled.

Shinji snickered, already pitying the poor drunks. "Alright, so there's Sora, Kanade, Yoruko, Mikado, Setsuka, Nikei, Emma, and Yuri." He left himself out in hopes that he wouldn't get a scolding like the others.

"Alright, I'm heading to the dorms. I'll catch ya later." Hajime began sprinting towards the dorms while Shinji waited for him to be out of earshot before sighing audibly. Those people were in for the lecture of their lives, that's for sure.

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As soon as Nikei got up, he felt extremely ill. Scrambling out of bed, he immediately rushed to the bathroom. Mikado was woken by the ruckus and groggily made his way over to the bathroom, where he saw his beloved journalist emptying his stomach into the toilet.

"Oh dear, that cannot be comfortable." The hacker mused. He got on his knees next to Nikei and held his hair back as Nikei groaned and continued to throw up.