A High School Party

"Did you get it?" Max asked. He was so excited, Dan thought, that he actually looked away from his computer. He grinned and nodded.

"Course I did. Party's tonight, isn't it?"

"Can I see it?"

"Calm down. Had to pull a lot of strings to even get them to agree to let you come to the party. Don't go ruining it by acting like some dorky little kid."

"I'm not some little kid!"

"But you are a dork? Interesting." He laughed. "Just kidding bro. You're not a little kid, so then start acting like it, dude. It's all juniors and seniors. You're the only ninth grader who was invited, so don't blow this."

"Can I see the costume?"

"It's pretty sophisticated. I'm gonna have to help you put it on, but trust me. It's boss."

"Really?" He grinned from ear to ear.

"But I really think you shouldn't see it until you've got it on." He frowned. That sounded suspicious.

"Well, how am I going to put it on if I can't see it?"

"I'm gonna blindfold you, dude." Yeah. Definitely suspicious.

"Nice try, Dan. There's no way I'm"

"Dude, you wanna go to this party or not?"

"I do."

"Them's my terms. I get to blindfold you until you've got your costume on." The costume in question was, allegedly, the most realistic monster costume possible, short of buying it from a Hollywood creature shop. Max had had to special order it through the costume shop in town and even then, he had been worried it would not get here in time. Since Dan worked right next door, he had picked it up on his way home. And now? Now it waited in Dan's room, right down the hall.

"Fine." Max said, still excited despite the downright bizarre circumstances.

"Get undressed."

"What?"

"Dude, you know how hot it's gonna be? You need to be in as little as possible. Don't get naked though! Just your underwear." Max nodded, but hesitated. "Come on, Max. We're brothers. I've seen your underwear before. Tighty whities."

"They are not." If he had remembered which pair he was wearing, he never would have dropped his jeans.

"Oh, my god! Pokémon! You've got freaking Pikachu and Charmander on your ass!"

"Shuddup." Max blushed a deep crimson.

"Seriously, man. You skipped from seventh to ninth grade. Why the fuck are you still wearing third grader underwear?"

"Mom still buys my clothes." He muttered, stung. "You know that."

"Well, seriously. Tell her you're gonna die a virgin if she keeps that up."

"Look, you gonna blindfold me or whatever?"

"Yep. Got one of dad's weird sleep masks right here." He slid it over Max's head and his world became pitch black. "Alright, coming behind you." He felt his brother's rough hands on his shoulder. The left one vanished for a second, but then snapped the waistband of his briefs.

"Ow!"

"Seriously. Tighty whities would be better than this."

"I have those too." Max muttered, more to himself than to Dan.

"I'm dead serious, dude. You're going to a party with senior girls and you're rocking the skivvies of a Pokémon trainer."

"They're not gonna see."