(It's been a while since I've posted something TGS AU related. Just letting you know that this is a fanfic I thought about while I was out, and I decided to make a fic about it. Does this even count as a fanfic since I don't usually write HN Fanfics like this?)
The girls were practicing their cheer routine in the gym. When they finished, they walked to the bleachers and grabbed their water bottles. As Finch sipped her water, she caught a glimpse of Nicky sitting underneath the bleachers.
She told him he could hang out there until she was done with practice, since the other girls wouldn't really like it if he sat on the bleachers while they practiced their routine. Even if Finch managed to convince them to at least tolerate it, there's no way she could stop them from making fun of him.
So there he was, sitting under the bleachers.
Jasmine: So, I was thinking we host the party at my dad's house. It'll be fine, since he's on a business trip and doesn't get home until, like, Saturday or something. What do you girls think?
Lola: Yeah. Your dad's got a bigger house anyway.
Jasmine: Sweet! Finch, you comin' to the party tonight?
Finch: Obviously. Also, girls, can I ask you guys a question?
Penny: Girl, of course. You can ask us anything.
Finch: What would you guys think if I invited someone else? Like a boy.
Jasmine: I see no problem with that.
Lola: Well, it kinda depends on who the boy is. Is he cute? Is he someone on the soccer team? Track team? Football team? Any sports team?
Finch: Actually, he's someone from the Inventor's Club.
All of the girls gasped and gagged.
Jasmine: You're inviting a nerd to my party?
Penny: Is it Bales? Torre? Oh, please tell me it's not Torre.
Lola: I'm just hoping it's not Esposito. That nerd's just as unbearable as his sister. At least his sister is at least somewhat cool.
Finch: It's not any of them.
Penny: Oh. Then is it Delroy? Are you trying to convince him to hang out with the popular kids again instead of those nerds?
Finch: It's not Delroy either.
Jasmine: Then who is it, girl?
Finch didn't answer, she just stayed silent. Then the girls silently gasped when they realized who Finch was talking about.
Jasmine: Absolutely fucking not, bitch! There is no way I'm letting Sick Nick anywhere near my dad's house! So whatever you're thinking, Finch, forget about it.
Finch: Girls, I'm not asking you to try and be friends with Nicky, all I'm asking is that you at least tolerate him until the party's over. If he's not coming, then I'm not coming either.
Penny: We do need someone to make sure one of us doesn't get too drunk.
Jasmine: Ugh! Fine, he can come.
The girls went out of the gym to go to the bathroom. Finch stayed behind and crawled under the bleachers, and she saw Nicky wasn't looking at her.
Nicky: Why would you want me to go there? You know I'm not liked by those kids, or any kids in this school.
Finch: Look, I just thought it'd be a good way for you to relax and take a break from this Crowface mystery. I mean, you just decided you'd stop worrying so much about your trauma and what'll happen if you keep going. So I thought maybe you'd want to take a little breather from everything.
Finch: I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. If you want to go home, I can always drive you.
Nicky:...I guess I could make an appearance and stay there for a while.
Finch's eyes lit up and she wrapped her arms around her friend.
Finch: You're going to love it!
That night, Finch drove to Jasmine's house with Nicky in the passenger seat. Once they were there, they parked the car, got out and walked to the house.
Nicky was shocked at the amount of people there, but he should've expected it when Finch said she was inviting him to a party.
Everyone on the cheer squad, the track team, soccer team, and the football team was here. This house was packed with all the popular kids. It made him feel uncomfortable. Finch noticed this and gently grabbed his arm.
Finch: Nicky, if you're uncomfortable, I can always just drive you home -
Nicky: No. I said I was gonna come, so I came. Now I'm going to enjoy this party with you and the rest of your friends.
Loud music played in the background as the kids drank alcoholic drinks, smoked cigarettes, and danced to the beat.
Meanwhile, Trinity was sitting in her bedroom with all of her friends, her hands clutching her phone as she tried dialing Nicky for the hundredth times.
Trinity: Come on, Nicky. Pick up. Please pick up.
Enzo: Last time I checked, he said he was going home tonight.
Ivan: Maybe he did, but never made it.
Everyone turned to look at Ivan, and he looked back at them, confused.
Ivan: What? It was a joke.
Maritza: Well it's not funny, nerd.
Delroy: Uh, guys. I think you might want to see this.
He showed them his phone, and the group saw that it was a picture of a house party. The caption read "PARTY TIME, BITCHES!".
Enzo: Delroy, what does that have to do with this?
Trinity: That pic could've been taken weeks or days ago.
Delroy zoomed in on the picture and showed them again, and they saw that Nicky was at that party, drinking from a beer can.
Delroy: Also, this was posted an hour ago.
Maritza: So Nicky's at a fucking house party right now?
Delroy: Who knows? But there's a lot of people from the track, soccer and football team, and girls from the cheer team. You guys know who else is a cheerleader?
It was silent for a moment. No one had to answer that question, they already knew who Delroy was talking about.
The party was just getting wilder and wilder by the minute, and Nicky was starting to feel extremely uncomfortable. He felt nauseous, dizzy, and the inside of his mouth tasted like absolute shit.
Finch stopped dancing and bent down to help him.
Finch: Nicky, are you okay?
Nicky: I think I'm gonna throw up.
Finch: It's okay, Nicky. Just stay calm and I'm gonna drive you home.
Nicky: No! Don't drive me! I'm literally in no position to be driven anywhere!
Finch: Oh my. ...Well, we can go upstairs and you can lay down in one of the bedrooms. (Mumble) I hope no one's using them though.
Finch helped Nicky stand up and guided him upstairs.
Trinity ran down the sidewalk to the house, her friends following after her. When she saw where the party was, she ran inside the house, pushing past all of the kids.
Enzo: Trinity, slow down!
The girl pushed past all of the kids to the group of cheerleaders. When they saw her, Jasmine looked at her in disgust.
Jasmine: What're you doing here? I didn't invite you.
The rest of the gang pushed past all of the kids and stood behind Trinity, and Jasmine rolled her eyes.
Jasmine: I didn't invite any of you, so what're you doing here?
Trinity: Where's Nicky? We saw in a pic that he was here.
Lola: Oh, him and Finch went upstairs.
Delroy: Girl, you better run.
Trinity wasted no time in running up the stairs and kicking open all of the doors. When she finally found Finch and Nicky in one of the bedrooms, Finch looked at her in surprise.
Trinity: Why did you bring him here?!
Trinity: You made him come here, didn't you? I saw in the pic that he was drinking. Did you make him do that? Did you intoxicate him?
Finch: Look, Trinity, I can explain.
Trinity sighed, rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
Trinity: Fine. Go on. Explain.
Finch: Look, I just thought that Nicky might be taking things a little too fast with this whole investigation we're doing, so I thought he'd want to come to a little party. I left him alone for a couple of minutes, I didn't think he'd actually drink anything.
Trinity: So you're telling me that Nicky got drunk all on his own?
Finch: Yes. Look, I'm sorry. I never should've brought him here, I -
Trinity: Finch, it's not even about that anymore. I'm just angry that you have the nerve to tell me and my friends that we're just as bad as you are, because we don't listen to him and ignore him and shit. Yet here you are, dragging him to a house party that you know have people that don't like him, alcohol, and probably drugs.
The cheerleader looked at her shoes in shame, and Trinity sighed once again.
Trinity: I know you're trying to be a better person for Nicky, but I'm going to need you to try a little harder than this. Because Nicky is not okay right now, both mentally and physically.
Finch: You're not the only one who wants to protect him.
Trinity: No, but I'm the only one actually acting like I want to protect him.
A moment of silence passed by, and Trinity took a deep breath to calm down.
Trinity: Let's just both sit here and look after Nicky. Just sit together, keep him company and not talk to each other. Won't that be nice?
They sat down on the bed, making sure Nicky was still breathing every now and then. Enzo and Ivan peeked through the doorway and looked at them.
Enzo: At least they're not fighting.
Ivan: I honestly would prefer if they were.
Enzo: Ivan, how could you say that?
Enzo: Look, let's all just hang out upstairs until Nicky wakes up, okay?
Enzo looked behind him, and he noticed that Delroy and Maritza weren't behind him.
Enzo: Where's Delroy and Maritza?
Meanwhile, those two were downstairs, Maritza was cheering Delroy on as he chugged down cans of sodas.
Maritza: CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!
