In association with someone who doesn's have a Wattpad-

Tonight we are victorious

Champagne pouring over us

Race and Spot had headed to Manhattan

All my friends were glorious
Tonight we are victorious

"Sooo, what now?" Race asked the smaller boy next to him

Oh oh oh oh victorious
Oh oh oh oh

"I don't know, what should we do?" Spot responded, looked up from the ground

Double bubble disco queen
Headed to the guillotine

"I don't know, that's why I asked ya!" Race yelled, a bit sarcastically

Skin as cool as Steve McQueen
Let me be your killer king

"Well I don' know, Racer" Spot shrugged

It hurts until it stops
We will love until it's not

Spot stopped then ran to the edge of the bridge and looked out at the water.

I'm a killing spree in white
Eyes like broken Christmas lights

"Spot, If you fall into the god damn water, I'm not getting you"

My touch is black and poisonous
And nothing like my punch drunk kiss

"Racer, y'know I can swim, right? I live by a dock"

I know you need it
Do you feel it

"Still!!" Race threw his hands in the air and eventually walked over to Spot and stood next to him.

Drink the water
Drink the wine

"Shut the hell up, it's like, one in the mornin' " Spot scolded Race

Oh we gotta turn up the crazy
Livin' like a washed up celebrity

"No you." Race tapped Spot's head with his finger and he got a death glare. If looks could kill, Spot would be a mass murderer.

Shooting fireworks like it's the fourth of July
Until we feel all right
Until we feel all right

"Don't touch me, Racer." Spot pointed his cane in Race's face

I'm like a scarf trick
It's all up the sleeve

"Whomst the fucketh are you, and what have you done with Spot?" Race questioned

I taste like magic
Waves that swallow quick and deep

"I'm Race's boyfriend, whom else?" Spot questioned, raising an eyebrow

Throw the bait
Catch the shark

"Oh shut up , Spotty" Race smirked and chuckled softly

Bleed the water red

"Aye!" Spot sprinted and jumped onto Race's back "What'd I say?"

Fifty words for murder

(AHHHHHHHHHHH There's a bunch of fire trucks honking their horns while I'm trying to WRITTEEEEEEEEE, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH)

"U h h h h h h h . . . " To be completely honest, Race remembered not to call Spot ,Spotty... He just doesn't fucking care.

And I'm every one of them

"Let's just get you back to Manhattan, Racer" Spot stayed on Race's shoulders and he started  to walk.

My touch is black and poisonous
And nothing like my punch drunk kiss
I know you need it

"Finnnneeeeee" Race let out a sigh and headed to Manhattan.

Do you feel it
Drink the water
Drink the wine

"Hey Race, the sun is comin' up. We gotta get ya back soon." Spot pointed out the sliver of sunlight peeking over the edge of the river.

Tonight we are victorious
Champagne pouring over us

"Spot, we have time, you gotta calm yourself." Race looked up at him and smiled.

All my friends were glorious
Tonight we are victorious

"Just.. Hurry up, would'ya?" Spot rested his chin on Race's head, which he did't really notice he was doing.

Tonight we are victorious
Champagne pouring over us
All my friends were glorious
Tonight we are victorious

By the time the two got to Manhattan, they had already gotten Race back into the lodging house before everyone woke up.

Oh we gotta turn up the crazy
Livin' like a washed up celebrity
Shooting fireworks like it's the fourth of July

Spot went and sat up on the roof, where usually he'd find Jack or Inker, sometimes both, drawing.

Until we feel all right
Until we feel all right

Spot was surprised to see neither of the boys up there, so he just watched the sun come up.

Tonight we are victorious
Champagne pouring over us

He thought about all the things he'd done that night and slowly drifted off to sleep.

All my friends were glorious
Tonight we are victorious

(A/N There were so many interuptions while I was trying to write this lmao)