Blenheim sighed. The party had just started a few hours ago and some were already drunk. He couldn't explain it otherwise as the music, which was quite good, was replace by Curiel's strange one. He didn't know what the song was but the few people who are dancing were looking like stupid fishes. He apologized to Namur and Jinbe his mind.
The black-haired commander could only shake his head. He had seen Shanks for a short time with dancers and Luffy was hopping around the dancers, too. It was a wonder that Marco got along with Luffy, but not with Shanks, as the straw hat captain shared a few traits with the red-haired Yonko.
„Oi, Blenheim, Kanpai." Fossa appeared next to him, threw an arm around his shoulder and clinked their jars.
„Kanpai", he mumbled and drank his own in one shot.
„So what do you think? Had some drinking competition, yet?", Fossa asked.
„Not yet, but intend to make Curiel disappear for a bit to get some good music back." Fossa laughed and lightened up his cigar.
„You would do some of us favour with that, Blenheim. But I guess the younger likes this strange music", the 15th division commander laughed.
„Mostly the younger one", Blenheim commented.
„Oi, Blenheim, Fossa, get your jars over. You have to see that, Akagami challenged Marco to a drinking competition", Thatch suddenly shouted for them and waving them over.
A drinking competition with their oldest brother participating? That would be funny to see how long Akagami will last because no one had ever won a single of their different drinking competitions against Marco. Well, the first division commander tied with Oyaji and that was only because both of them didn't have any interests in the competition after one hour of straight drinking, so they decided for a tie. But otherwise, there was no one on their ship who would be able to beat Marco.
Blenheim grinned and wandered over with Fossa. He looked around at the spectators. Luffy, who seemed tipsy, perhaps a little drunk already, was held up by Haruta. The female commander had a serious expression on her face to stop others from giving the boy next to her a bit more alcohol. But when her eyes wandered to Marco and Akagami, then there could be seen some amusement.
Thatch, who had declared himself as the referee and commentator, wandered around to gather more people. It felt like a sports event if drinking could be a sport for someone.
„My dear pirates, I present to you the participant. To my left, the only Yonko to not have a devil fruit, who likes to damage the poor moby with his Haki every visit, Akagami no Shanks with his first mate Benn Beckmann as his tallyman." The cook made a strange bow and pointed at Shanks, who laughed and waved with his one hand. Benn stood behind him and looked like he didn't want to be part of this mess. Shanks's crew members cheered for him.
„And to my right, the first division commander and first mate of the Whitebeard pirates, the one with a winning strike of 1000 drinking duels, if the information is right, Fushichō Marco with the third division commander Diamond Jozu as his tallyman." Now Thatch pointed at Marco who had his arms crossed and was seated on the ground. Jozu stood behind him with also crossed arms. Their crew members cheered loudly and some even shouted that Marco should outdrink the Yonko.
„Quiet, quiet. The night is still young, so we decided on a speed drinking competition. We got twelve bottles of the strongest stuff we have on the ship. We have also a thirteenth bottle for the people who want a little taste of that liquid. But back to the rules. Both participants get six bottles that they have to drink faster than the other one. Seems easy? Well, they also have to keep it down for one hour in order to win", Thatch explained grinning.
