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The Seven Deadly Sins one Shots

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One shots of The Seven Deadly Sins (or Nanatsu No Taizai, whatever you prefer). These are mainly ships between characters or x reader, but then I'll also do some more random stuff as well!

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Gowther is a sensible boi

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by Merlin_Le_Mage

by Merlin_Le_Mage

"Gowther, can you get me some ale?" Ban slurred, sweet, brown ale dripping down his chin. The Sins were all drunk, a rather normal occurrence now that there was no more battles to fight. Obviously, Gowther couldn't get drunk, so he always ended up being the one to serve the drinks.

"No, if I get you any more, you'll surely die. I think you forget you aren't immortal anymore sometimes." He had a fair point, Ban actually did sometimes forget he no longer had immortality when he was drunk.

"Can I have some more Gowther?" I'll get you a present if you doooo." Like Ban, Meliodas was also drunk and slurring; and, not surprisingly, asking Gowther for another drink.

"No, same reason. And I don't want a present. Okay, I do, but I'd rather not kill you." Nobody could really tell if he was looking out for them or trying to piss them off, either way, he seemed to be doing a good job at both.

"GOWTHER, GIVE ME SOME, THAT'S AN ORDER FROM YOUR NEW CAPTAIN!" It was clear that even Diane's mind was going cuckoo now that she'd had a bit too much to drink.

"Yeah, give her some, and get me some too while you're at it!!" King never lost his love for Diane, even if he was hammered.

"Enough, none of you are getting any more ale! You're all going to die if you keep going!" He was making a fair point, they did all look like they were on the verge of collapsing.

"I'm curious, Merlin, aren't you going to ask me for some ale? Now that I think about it, you haven't asked me for any all night." It was unclear why he was asking, as he knew he wasn't going to get a straight answer. She was just as hammered as the rest of them.

"Chemicals.....actually, what have I been drinking? Oh yeah, I remember now. Magic things...yum." At that point Gowther realised, there wasn't much of a point in asking.

It wasn't fun being sane.