February 2005 Archives

One Night in Bangkok
by
Dr. Mike

Daria woke up. That was her first mistake. The pain coming from behind her eyes made itself known right from the start. She moaned. That was her second mistake. As soon as she opened her mouth, she could taste it. She was lying in her own vomit. At least she hoped it was hers.

She rolled over on her back and into the bed. She looked up at the white painted ceiling going round and round over her. Daria closed her eyes. Why was the room spinning? Why didn't it stop? Rooms weren't supposed to be spinning. She raised a hand to her head and let out a small moan again.

"Is... Is that you over there, amego? Oh, my head...." Jane didn't sound right. Daria opened her eyes again and tried to locate her friend without moving. The pain returned.

"I think so. Where are you?"

"Um, I'm on a bed. Strange thing though. I'm naked. You haven't seen my clothes have you?"

Daria looked down at her own body. "Um, for some reason, I'm wearing them, Jane." She looked at the stains on her front. "I don't think you want them though. They're a little dirty."

Jane snickered and then regretted doing so. "Ow. Damn headache." She paused. Daria could hear her rubbing her head. "Any idea where we are?"

Daria tried to sit up but the pain got to her. She fell back on the rug and tile. She lay there for a bit, building her strength. She jerked upright. The pain launched through her head like it was on a mission. She held her head for a few seconds wishing that it would all end.

"Daria, you look like sh... Well, you know what you look like."

Daria turned and looked at Jane. She sat naked on a second bed. The sheets lay in a mess around her. After a moment, Jane, feeling a bit awkward, covered herself loosely in the linen. Daria snickered, gave off a pained expression, and looked around the room. It was a modest sized hotel room with two beds. Kind of upscale. She turned to look out the window. A view of Washington DC greeted her.

"Jane, what are we doing in Washington?"

"Is that where we are? I remember going to some party last night but everything else is a blur." She paused. "You know, you should get out of that vomit."

Daria looked around herself. It amazed how much fluid one's stomach could hold. She could feel even more coming up as she looked at the mess. She grabbed hold of the bed linen near her in an attempt to pull herself upright. The television remote slid down onto her lap.

"Found the remote. I wonder what's news today," she said as she wobbly held out a hand towards the set.

"I wonder what day it is. Feels like I slept for a couple of them."

Daria flipped up to the headline news station. It must be near the top of the hour as they had just started with the headlines.

"Police are still searching for the two young female fugitives who mooned the President and his family at last night's inauguration gala. At the press conference, Police Chief Watson assured that the police were closing in on the two wanted ladies. Details are sketchy but released this picture in an attempt to track down the would be terrorists."

The screen is replaced with a poorly shot picture taken at a party. On one side of the screen, we see Daria and Jane bent over with their, um, rears in the air. (Digitally blocked out of course.) The other side of the picture shows a very shocked George and Laura Bush reacting in shock. In the background, the Bush Twins are smiling and pointing at our two heroines.

Daria and Jane stare open mouthed at the screen. After a few moments, they turn to one another.

"Jane, what was in that punch you gave me?"

A loud, forceful knock is heard at the door. They turn together towards it.



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Chapter 3 of my Daria fanfiction piece, Daria Saves Christmas. Can Daria and Jane save Christmas after Santa crashes into Daria's backyard? A work in progress.

Chapter 3 of my Daria fanfiction piece, Daria Saves Christmas. Can Daria and Jane save Christmas after Santa crashes into Daria's backyard? A work in progress.

Chapter 2 of Daria Saves Christmas. Can Daria and jane save Christmas after Santa crashes into Daria backyard or is it too late? A work in progress.