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It was a night of celebration. With the future of the spirals safely secured, the Gurren Brigade could turn its attention to more important things: Simon’s bachelor party. Knowing Simon’s grounded nature (and that the primary planners were Leeron and Rossiu), it wasn’t going to be a massive stripper orgy, and that was fine with Simon. His thoughts were elsewhere, anxiously waiting for his promised day with Nia. They were at Kaji’s Brew, the hottest bar in town, and the drinks were flowing, thanks to Viral’s numerous toasts to everyone who should have been at the table with them. No, they are at the table with them.

Lord Genome. Makken. Jougan. Barinbou. Kittan. Ailac. Kidd.

One drink a piece. No exceptions.

Viral: [With as much enthusiasm as Madarame extolling a Gundam h-game] “One more Simon. For Kamina!!!”

Viral pulls out a bigger glass, it’s an Arc Gurren Lagann compared to th Gurren Lagann shot glasses used previously.

Simon: [Visibly subdued and uncoordinated] “For Kamina… burp!”

He doesn’t succeed getting most of it down. A lot end up staining his tight black T-shirt with four stars over the left chest.

Leeron: [Wiping dribble off a zonked out Simon in a way that suggests this doujinshi is not what everyone expected] “I think the commander is done. Let’s call the limo and head back.”

Rossiu and Leeron carry Simon out, where they are greeted by Arc Gurren, which they pimped out with those rims that keep spinning after it stopped. Gotta travel in style, beyotches.

Enter the captain’s quarter’s. There’s a large living room, but fairly spartan with a table, chairs, and a sofa. Adjacent to the living room is a bedroom with a simple bed. No other furniture of note. The place is in a mess and could sure use Maria’s loving touch. Rossiu and Leeron carry Simon to the bedroom, heave him onto the bed. Leeron has that “I hope that’s not what where jason is going with this” smile. They actually leave the bedroom and try to head out of the captain’s quarters.

Leeron: [Pointing to a passed out Viral, still babying a quarter full bottle of Cristal] “I’m out. Good night, Simon.”

Rossiu: [Wobbling] “sdfhajef” [Collapses]

Leeron: [Haughtily] “Mmmph. Boys today. They wouldn’t last five rounds with me.”

Leeron exits, averting worst case scenario.

15 minutes pass. Yoko is returning to her room after a night out with Nia and the girls when she passes the captain’s quarters. She’s wearing something classier than the double star top, but not by much. She never leaves much to the imagination. She didn’t have too much to drink… buzzed, maybe… drunk, no. Yoko does a double take due to the strong scent of booze…

Yoko: “What the fuck happened here?!?” [In her booming voice as she enters through the unlocked door] “The wedding is like in seven hours! Shoo shooo!”

She drops her purse off in the doorway, which prevents the door from fully closing. Motions at Rossiu and Viral to wake up. It’s an automatic door, standard issue on all Spiral Warships.

Rossiu: [Kinda waking up] “Dfjdklfjsdf” [Collapses]

Viral sleep mumbles something, takes a sleep-swig of Cristal, and is out cold, just like Rossiu.

Yoko: “Hopeless.” [Face palm] “Better check on the groom.”

Enters the bedroom, leaves the door mostly closed with a small crack

Yoko: “Simon! You’re a mess!”

Simon: [Sleep talking] “Hai Yomako-sensei.”

Yoko: [Sighs, then starts kinda muttering in a disapproving kind of way] “Can’t believe you saved the world. OMG you can’t get married reeking of cheap booze.”

Yoko tries to remove Simon’s alcohol-soaked T-shirt, only Simon turns over in his drunken haze and traps Yoko between him and the bed.

Yoko: “Simon!”

She struggles to get free. Simon slurs stuff about homework and Yomako-sensei unintelligibly, but his lips are very close to Yoko’s skin, and her skin tenses up at the warmth of his breath.

Yoko manages to break free. A bit sweaty from the effort. Huffs for a second, but then stares at Simon’s still baby-like face.

Yoko: [Quietly] “I was never able to give Kamina a send-off… Simon, I’m going to give you one kiss before I hand you over to Nia…”

Yoko watches Simon’s face, she pulls her face closer to his… her mind is in a jumble, staring at Simon, his nakid chest, her last probably chance… she’s about to give him a gentle, sweat kiss on the cheek… only she can’t… decides against it, but instead of pulling away, she moves down his neck and onto his torso… she moves down his torso, her hands following the curves a few centimeters beneath her lips… her fingers moving the path of a spiral… the heat from his skin… the movement of his heart… the calls for Yomako-sensei… she tugs at his pants and moves her head between his thighs, determined to give him a memorable kiss.

Cut away from the bedroom to the living room. Rossiu is still passed out. Viral’s out too, but his partially empty bottle of Cristal is now fully empty. The outside door is trying to close itself, but fails due to Yoko’s purse in the way. Through the hallway, Darry, who was returning from patrol and was unable to join Nia’s night out. She’s still wearing her customary jumpsuit. She notices Yoko’s purse stuck in the doorway.

Darry: “???”

Confused, she picks up the purse and goes into the captain’s quarters. She’s a bit disoriented by the chaos at hand, but she hears a distinct sound from the bedroom. The door’s slightly ajar… she goes closer to investigate…

Darry: (Gasp, but a quieted one as only Darry can do) “Yoko-san!?!”

Yoko pays no attention to her. She’s busy.

Darry: “That’s so unfair of you, Yoko-san. I want my turn too.”

Darry closes the door, locks it, and approaches Yoko and Simon while reaching for the zipper on her back…