"Seriously, even drunk, I'm bored with this!" Seokjin complained sullenly, flopping onto Jungkook's back, who surprisingly tripped over the uneven pavement, but somehow, gravity didn't manage to bite his ass and he stayed on his feet.

"Carry me kid, better, run!" he laughed and Jungkook snorted, looking over his shoulder. "What do I look like, a mule?" Seokjin patted him on the head and Jungkook scratched the affected area unhappily.

"Look, they're chasing us!" everyone looked startled at Taehyung, who stood swaying and slightly straddled his legs, pointing at the three black SUVs driving alongside them. "These are our cars, you idiot!" Jimin chuckled, nudging him on the shoulder and Taehyung lunged forward, stopped by Namjoon's hand grabbing his collar.

"Who suggested this walk?" Namjoon pulled Taehyung, who stumbled, bumping into Jungkook, on whose back Seokjin hung half-asleep, Jungkook tried to bear the weight, but Seokjin stumbled and the three fell to the ground in a mess of arms and legs.

"Whoa, look, a bunch of rats!" JHope looked at Yoongi, who was pointing at the three of them on the ground, writhing in laughter, leaning against a brick wall. "Who are you calling a rat, you ragged mouse!" Seokjin growled, trying to get up, but he made the mistake of using Taehyung for support, and they both ended up on the ground again, on top of a painfully grunting Jungkook.

"Namjoon! Do you hear that?" Yoongi covered his ear as if to hear better and Namjoon looked at him, trying to focus. "What?" he muttered and Yoongi waved him over. Namjoon took a step, leaned down and Yoongi whispered in his ear. "Rat squeal!" Namjoon burst out laughing, jerking his head up, causing the two to collide head-on.

"I've killed him now!" Seokjin roared, somehow managing to stand up while Jungkook and Taehyung were still trying to untangle their limbs, and drew his gun, aiming it. "It's Jimin you drunk!" JHope fell to her knees laughing. "Besides, you're holding the gun wrong!" he roared laughing, clutching his stomach.

Jin lowered his eyebrows, looking at the muzzle pointed at his face, gasped in confusion, and hurried to point it back at Yoongi. "It's still Jimin!" Yoongi burst out, collapsing to the ground, laughing his head back. "How should I know, you're equally short to me!" Seokjin complained, waving the gun around like it was a child's toy.

"Seokjin, put this away, we're in the middle of the street and you're going to get hurt!" Namjoon hissed, glaring at him. Seokjin looked around, passers-by looking at them fearfully, circling the other side of the street. "And how will I hurt myself?" Jin sputtered drunkenly, rolling his eyes but winking at a passing girl who made a disgusted face and hurried off.

"You got your trigger finger stuck!" Namjoon looked at him smugly. Seokjin looked at his hand and then his index finger on the trigger which was only half visible and screamed. "Namjoon, it's eating my finger!" he violently shook his hand, the weapon clattered to the ground and Namjoon, Yoongi, and JHope rolled on the ground.

"Who are you calling short?" Jimin stepped uncertainly towards Jin, who was studying his fingers, making sure they were all pointed. "Meek, short-legged!" Jungkook stood up, Taehyung hanging on his neck, head bowed low, making light snoring sounds.

"Enough!" Namjoon growled and everyone looked at him curiously, bursting into laughter. He was really trying to look scary, towering over them, his hands on his chest, but he was floundering, his eyes darting around trying to find a point where he could hold them.

"Look, there's a bar over there!" JHope announced enthusiastically, standing up, he took a step, but his foot went crooked on the edge of the sidewalk and he smacked his eyes on the hood of one of the jeeps. "Stupid" Yoongi huffed, standing up.

Something caught Jungkook's attention, and he most unceremoniously shoved the dozing Taehyung against Seokjin, who tried to stop him, Taehyung slammed into him, then stomped back to the ground, crying something for his ass.

Jungkook walked past Jimin and Namjoon, tripping over a rising Yoongi, but hiccupped to his feet. "What's that here?" he crouched down, leaning against the corner of the wall, his head hiding in a small dark alley.

"Come here, cutie!" he reached up and when he stood up, dangling in his hand was a...girl, or so it seemed to him. "Look!" the girl looked up blankly as everyone crowded around to see what Jungkook had come up with.

"What the hell is that?" Yoongi looked the girl up and down. The ragged, dirty and torn clothes, the matted hair, the color of which was impossible to determine, her face was so dirty that there was no way to know her gender, if it were not for the high, sharply defined breasts.

"What does it look like to you?" Jungkook grinned and Yoongi snorted. "A tattered stuffed toy thrown in the trash" he raised an eyebrow and Jungkook burst out laughing. "Hey, remember that movie, the American one, how it was... Something 'perfect' or something?" Jimin squeaked and Jungkook looked at him curiously.

"I don't remember exactly, but it was about some kind of reception, a chick and a beggar" Jimin scratched his forehead thoughtfully, furrowing his brows. "I remember!" Seokjin pulled the dozing Taehyung back up. "She had to turn him into a gentleman and she ends up falling for him!" he announced proudly, as if he hadn't remembered a movie but had discovered a universal cure for the world's incurable diseases.

"Yes, that one!" Jimin clapped his hands, then walked past Jungkook, looking critically at the girl he was still holding. "That's it!" he looked at Seokjin who tilted his head. "You were bored, let's make it interesting!" Jimin grinned.

"How?" Seokjin let go of Taehyung who slumped back against his legs, his arms wrapped around Jin's leg who glared at him but returned his attention to Jimin. JHope, Yoongi, and Namjoon also approached. "We'll draw lots, the loser will get the girl and have a month to turn her into a lady to accompany him to the spring ball!" Jimin announced proudly and everyone stared at him for a moment.

"This is absolute nonsense!" Yoongi huffed in displeasure. "But it might be fun?" Namjoon shook his head. "I'm in!" announced JHope, gibbering. "Then I'm in too!" Jungkook grinned.

All eyes turned to Yoongi, he grunted in displeasure but raised his hands in resignation. "Great! If the loser succeeds and this one really turns into a lady, the others will pay him a prize of half a million dollars each!" Jimin announced tightly, but quickly chuckled drunkenly at his own wit.

Namjoon grinned, rubbing his hands together. He reached up, snapping some branches from the tree next to them, snapping them into sticks of equal length, leaving one short, and each of them, even the dozing Taehyung, who had no idea what he was doing, pulled out a stick.

"Of course, why am I not surprised" Yoongi muttered, everyone's eyes were on the stick in his hand. "Now that makes betting even more fun!" JHope snapped and Yoongi gave him a murderous look. "Yoongi, hyung, get ready to pay half a million to each of us!" Jungkook patted his shoulder, joining JHope's laughter.

Left with no choice, Yoongi looked around at the girl whose eyes were currently watching him. The same blank expression showed that she didn't care at all what was happening to her, and when Jungkook swept her into Yoongi's arms, she just sagged against his chest with a little hiss.