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Deadly Lang Syne

Mattius sipped freely at his drink and stood deadly behind a pineapple. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel epic and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how sparkly his nose got when he was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Mattius knew very well why he was at the party: to see Domlington.

Ah, Domlington. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his colourful bum made Mattius's heart beat like telling a diabetic to pick all the sugar out of a chocolate cake.

But tonight everyone was masked. Mattius peered ironically through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Domlington. There, he thought, the man over by the pop rocks, the shiny one with the david bowie mask. It had to be Domlington. No one else could look so brilliant, even in a david bowie mask.

He began to walk Mattius's way and Mattius started to panic. What if he actually talked to Mattius?
Domlington came right up to Mattius and Mattius thought that he was going to faint.

"Hello," Domlington said sexually. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the magic faff bag," Mattius said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so smelly.

Just then, a hot voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Mattius's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Domlington might ...
"Happy New Year!"
Domlington swept Mattius into his arms, bent him on a leaf, and kissed Mattius sleazy, slipping him the tongue and groping his chest.

Mattius could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out huskily and pulled Domlington's mask off his face. It was Domlington!
"I knew it was you," Mattius said and took his own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Domlington said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Mattius watched him go. He would be right back, Mattius was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.

And then they would fall in love.