11 | they should worry

[alephbet]

Characters: Aleph and you!
Setting: Floor 1, Floor 62, Floor 86
Format: Actionspam
Summary: Aleph shares a little wine that will knock the unsuspecting out. He heads up to the beach, and from there to the fairy ring floor where he has a "little" problem.
Warnings: Drinking, by minors if you.. count Aleph as a minor. Will update to include other things if they occur.

[Floor 1]
[There was a rather large bottle of wine on the table.

On close inspection, it would be labeled with simply 'Dionysus' on one side of the label. Anyone paying any attention to it would get Aleph to smile and say:]

If you promise to drink responsibly, I'll let you have some.

[Warning: alcohol made by the god of wine is delicious, but severely intoxicating.]

[Floor 62]
[It's good to be on the beach when it's warm...

Don't mind Aleph's deposited top half of his armor. It was 70 degrees and it felt great to just stretch out on the beach there.]

[Floor 86]
[Maybe he'd drank too much of the wine. There was certainly a sway in his step when he was proceeding up the stairs, enough that he stepped off onto this floor in particular.

Right into a ring of mushrooms. Should they even be allowed to grow that close to the stairs? Either way, it was too late to think of that now, as a small group of fairies appeared and surrounded him.]

What a silly man!

Coming into our ring, how mean!

[Right, he could handle this, he negotiated with spirits for a living... He started to speak.] It was an accident-

Did he bring iron into our ring?

Scary, scary, we'll have to make sure he doesn't use it!

[Well crap.

The next thing Aleph saw was a swirl of lights, and then... everything suddenly looked a whole lot bigger.

Those who enter this floor after Aleph will notice that he's about the size of somebody's hand - that is, if they look before they step onto it.]

Comments

[alephbet]

You're older than me, it's not like I can turn you away based on that. You've just got to stop drinking when you start getting tipsy.

[This cannot go wrong.]

[bydefacto]

Y-Yeah, I'm old enough! That's what I've been telling everyone!

[He holds out a cup for Aleph to fill. He's always wanted to try alcohol. England would drink it all the time, it wasn't at all fair that he was never allowed.]

I'll not drink too much, I promise.

[alephbet]

That cup's still a little big. Here, how about a wine glass?

[Aleph finds Sealand a wine glass and fills it for him.]

That's how people drink wine, anyway.

[bydefacto]

I know that. France drinks stuff like this all the time!

[After a moment, he takes a curious sip of wine; he grimaces immediately, not at all accustomed to the taste of alcohol.]

Tastes weird.

[But that doesn't stop him taking a few more small sips.]

[alephbet]

It's an acquired taste. So I guess you haven't had much before?

[Aleph is a fairly heavy drinker and he's not two yet.]

[bydefacto]

No, I'm usually not allowed.

[And by "usually" he means "always, until this joyful moment".]

I sneaked a sip of my brother's beer once though! It was pretty gross.

[He takes another sip. The wine being so strong, and Sealand being so unused to alcohol, he already feels funny. Sort of giggly.]

[alephbet]

Beer's more gross than wine. People drink beer to get drunk and wine to enjoy the wine.

[He's keeping an eye on Sealand for the moment when he feels he has to take the wine away.]

[bydefacto]

England drinks beer and he does really stupid stuff when he's drunk!

[Ordinarily talking about England drunken behaviour might get an annoyed frown from him, but instead he giggles, hands around his glass.]

Do you ever get drunk?

[alephbet]

Not usually. It's too dangerous at home to get so drunk you can't defend yourself.

How stupid?

[bydefacto]

[Sealand drinks more of his wine. He's feeling very funny now. And finds himself giggling again, despite nothing being that amusing.]

He usually loses his clothes! And says lots of sad and silly things he'd never say without beer.

[alephbet]

Those are pretty silly things drunk people do.

Okay, I think that's enough wine for now. [Aleph reaches to take the wine glass back.]

[bydefacto]

O-Okay. I feel kind of weird now. [Sort of like he's floating or something. He sneaks in a last sip before Aleph takes his glass, then grins widely.]

I don't think I'll do anything stupid or silly though!

[alephbet]

They all say that. Everyone does something silly their first time.

[bydefacto]

Not me! I'm- I barely feel a thing! Just- Just all good and floaty, but I'm not going to take my clothes off or dance on the table or anything!

[He's resolute about this, despite how relaxed and giggly he's feeling; he's most definitely not going to do those dumb things his jerk brother does.]

[alephbet]

Have you seen people take their clothes off and dance on the table?

[These are stories Sealand should probably not have.]

[bydefacto]

Uh huh, a little. It was funny, actually!

[He laughs. This is the boy with England for a brother. And his time occasionally spent with Denmark and Prussia probably doesn't help either.]

Really drunk people are weird!

[alephbet]

They are. That's why you should always be careful how much you drink, because you don't want people telling stories about you.

[bydefacto]

[Sealand nods, resting his chin on his arms.]

Have you ever done anything like that while drinking your wine?

[alephbet]

Hmm... I don't remember if I've done anything that embarrassing. I think I've sung a couple of times, which for me, comes close.

[bydefacto]

You don't like singing? How come?

[alephbet]

Oh, I like singing, it's just that... [Aleph clears his throat, and starts to sing something.

It doesn't matter what it is. It's godawful. Offkey, off-pitch, off-everything. It is so bad that demons have told him before that they thought he was trying to kill them by singing.]

[bydefacto]

[Sealand bursts into laughter immediately. Indeed, he's reacting as though this is the most hilarious thing he's ever seen.]

O-Okay! You probably shouldn't sing...!

[alephbet]

[Aleph stops, though he's smiling still.]

Pretty terrible, huh?