Chapter 45

Another A little short but get to see how it going.

Warning: OOC, random craziness, past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/Text/Flashback

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Moxxie is so happy they couldn't get drunk. Just to be sober for these events and watch others act up.

The imp snorted as he watched Striker, Millie and Blitz take a shot all at once. Pile of shot glasses around the bar. Their own with the pile too. All of them just having a good get together, laughing and drinking at the bar. Kind of like the old times when they were all back together working at IMP.

Now how was Moxxie convinced to go out to drink? Let alone bring Striker as he and Blitz still not the greatest of terms. Simple.

Millie just asked Moxxie to go get drinks after work. Didn't want to get drinks alone and it's been a while since they all done that. Blitz comes along when he pitches himself in. All of this was over the phone call. At first it was going to decline, then could say they had a sense of wanting to go out. It really has been a long time since they really did that. Kins a miss it. The hanging out part at least. Agreed to it but wants Striker to come along if he was free. Millie was cool with that. Striker did have that night off, and the rest was sealed.

At first it was a bit tense with Blitz and Striker both seeing the other. The pair ready to throw some sharp biting words at the others. Millie wasn't going to have that, along with made Moxxie sit by her side at the end of the booth. Blitz on Millie other side making it Blitz, Striker be side by side.

Which you just expecting the pair to tear into each any second. Striker not at all happy and gave Millie a stink eye not being by Moxxie side. Only felt a bit calm as their tail reached their own underneath. Then just hissy when Blitz tail comes in to 'play'.

The alcohol was finally brought out.

Moxxie told them they weren't going to play this game. Striker should know better to get them to play this game. I mean they already won some times. Nope, thoughts left but to beat Blitz, with Millie as a bonus, in this drinking game.

"Striker, Striker I got a genius plan." Blitz finger pointing at Striker but it really was at Millie direction. "I say we sell coffee!"

Striker face planted on the table but gave him a thumbs up.

"I knew you agreed you sneaky snaky! Hahaha! Let's sell coffee! Then hookers! Let sell the rats to serve the coffee to the hookers!

Millie laughs as her head resting on Moxxie shoulder. She was at their level of drunk stage.

Moxxie casually just took a sip of their drink. Nope not getting in that talk. It kept going

Striker took a shot as his eyes looked out of it. "Why you got to fuck the bird?"

"Because as boss my job is to fuck birds!"

"No, it to fuck everyone else over to get payment."

"My hot sauce you are damn right!" Slam his fist on the table. "Your still my friend. My asshole snake friend! No, noodle friend!"

"Bitch I'm not a noodle! You're a noodle!"

"No, I'm the bitch!"

"Bitches!" Millie cackles as she joins in. "We're the bitch club!"

"That can be our name of the coffee brand."

"It's already taken."

"Well, will steal it! Hahahaha! Fuck I fuck so many others." Blitz own face slammed into the table. "The table taste like sweat and urine."

"I should be charging you all when I carry your asses back to the van." Moxxie rub his forehead while they watch Millie, Striker does some drunk version of rock, paper, scissor for the next shot. That was already empty. Watch Blitz start to climb on top of the table and point at Moxxie.

"Mox shut it! You give good piggybacks you; you fuck uhh give me a minute I got something cool to say."  

"Diablillo."

"Yay whatever you said! Corn nuts, Striker tell me they talk dirty like that in bed."

"My mouth is seal."

"Your mouth moving."

"She right it is moving."

Moxxie gives its another bottle or two till it time to go. Watch how Blitz still standing until he took a step, forgetting all the shot glasses around, and boot loose his footing. Began to spiral around.

"Shit of a stick!" Blitz losing his balance about to fall to the ground. Hey it could be a nice fall. Until Moxxie caught him and sat him down on the table. Lean against the short imp and fan himself. "My hero."

Roll their eyes at the reaction. "I think that's enough for all of you."

"Now you're a cruel villain!"

"Save the alcohol!"

"Gotta agreed with them Critter."

"Great I'm cruel just like the Prohibition Era."

"I have no clue what that means but ill agreed!"

Maybe should make them all read human history books. A punishment to learn after dragging their bodies back to Blitz van. Which is a funny sight if anyone paid attention or too drunk to notice. Blitz on his back. Millie, they put her over their shoulder. Lastly Striker there using their own tail to carry him in the air. Blitz giggles about their favorite piggyback wide. Millie letting out her own giggle and can hear the two high-fives. Striker was counting like the number of bottles being thrown around the bar.

He prefers it when they are drunk like this. Not the other versions they are like and witness.

Blitz showing his weakest side of self-destruction and self-loathing towards himself. It made them feel pity.

Millie can be very wild, daring and reckless. I mean many may not see the difference compared to her usual self. It can get really bad as a lack of thinking and instincts.

Striker can be an emotional, violent drunk. Like he feels like he is losing control. Last time, personally seeing it around his mother death and got punch.

Kind a wonder at times if they could get drunk what they would be like. A random thought that crossed a few times. Who knows, besides the close's thing is a tingle sensation but that takes lots, lots of alcohol.

After a long drive I arrived back at the apartment. Open a portal to put Striker on the couch. The other two passed out so grab them both to open another portal. Place Blitz on Millie couch. Millie in her room. They made sure she comfy first and place the blanket over. Next, was Blitz to get him comfy and blanket over him. Once, all of it good just open a portal back to their floor.

Goes over to get Striker boots off. Then his coat. Glance too see him staring at them with a watchful gaze. "You had fun Rattles?"

"Fun. You. Fun with others."

"Good." Pat his face. "Glad you all didn't fight."

"My favorite Critter." Striker muttered drunkenly and leaned in to nuzzle into their hand.

Well, this brought back a familiar memory. Lay Striker jacket down on the table, and have both hands to pet their face. "Really?"

"Yes." He kept nuzzling into the hands as his tail wagged. Reach out to wrap his arms around the other and rub his face against the other chest. "Mine, mine, mine."

"Am I now?" A little embarrassed but not in a bad way. Embarrassing surprise they can still get when receiving such attention from someone like Striker. Watch him lift his head back up.  That serious look just like before with their drunk gaze. It was a cute in Moxxie opinion.

"Yes, Your...You're my starlight." About to fall asleep until he got a kiss from their Critter. His eyes glowed and he was awake. Ready to return it but it didn't happen. Let out a growl when they pulled away from the kiss.

"Nope." Brush his hair. Yep, they drank a lot from the amount of alcohol they can taste. Plus, smell from all of them. "You need to sleep. Got to go back to guard duty tomorrow."

"Fuck that. I wanna kiss, fuck my Critter." A low growl but to Moxxie he sounded like he was whining.

Let out a small cough as they pull their scarf up to hide their flustered expression. They can't believe such words are still getting at them. What worse this is Striker version of calm on not going with his instincts. Sees him try to lean forward for another kiss. Grab their wrist and hold them down. Stare him down with a calm gaze while the other eyes were wide. "Another night Rattles. Sleep."

Stare with a huffed expression. Try to look serious and show they aren't going to fall asleep. They can't make him sleep! He'll show them!

3 minutes later.

"Stubborn ass." Shook their head as they watched Striker pass out. They got themselves comfortable and then lay on top of them like before. A small hum while relaxing.

Tonight wasn't bad.

Well, besides the hangovers, the others will get.

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Done!

Another fun time at the bar. Moxxie should really start charging.

Moxxie can be in charge if the situation needs it.

Diablillo = Imp

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Until next time.

Bye, bye!