Gremlins One Shots

Drinking Game

"Three..."

"You're goin' down"

"...Two..."

"Oh, it is so on"

"One!!"

Daffy's silver whistle let out a shriek.  Lenny and Mohawk each grabbed a bottle of alcohol sitting on the table and started chugging it. 

Greta and George sat, watching the spectacle.  Daffy jumped up and down excitedly as he eyed the competition. 

Stripe walked in, Gizmo perched on his shoulder.  He sat down next to Greta at the table.  A look of confusion played on his scaly features.

"What's all this?" Stripe asked Greta.

"First one to puke loses" she replied, seemingly unimpressed.

Stripe looked to George, his chin was rested on his fist and he smoked a cigar lazily. 

"I'm guessing this was their idea" Stripe sighed and gestured towards Lenny and Mohawk.

George nodded and rolled his eyes.  Daffy stood next to Greta and blew an obnoxious rhythm through his whistle.

"What does the winner get?" Stripe asked.

"Bragging rights?" Greta shrugged "stop that" She yanked the whistle from Daffy's mouth. 

Gizmo shook his head in disapproval as Mohawk and Lenny both reached for their second bottle. 

It was rather an uncomfortable scene to watch.  Daffy leaned on the back of Greta's chair and pumped his fist.

"Chug! Chug! Chug!"

"You just have to encourage this, don't you Daffy?" Greta turned to him, a smirk on her face.

"Yep!" He giggled.

"My goodness, what on earth is going on in here?!"

The group of gremlins turned their heads at the sound of Brain's voice.  He hurried into the room and exasperatedly put his hands on his head. 

"Drinking contest!" Daffy chirped. 

Brain huffed and crossed his arms.  He shook his head. 

"Then I suppose these two imbeciles are now too drunk to inform me on how last nights raid went?" Brain removed his glasses and massaged the bridge of his nose in irritation.

"It went fine" George spoke up " we should have enough rations to last until the next raid"

"And you know this, how?"

George hiked his thumb in Lenny's direction. 

The group shared a collective nod.  Everyone knows that Lenny tells George everything.  And vice versa. 

"Well that certainly lightens my burden" Brain sighed "The only thing I'm worried about now is addressing the hoard about the WiFi situation."

Greta arched an eyebrow.

"What's wrong with the WiFi?"

"I'm going to operate on it. You know, fix any  'bugs' or gaps in connection, things of the sort.  Unfortunately due to this, we will be without internet connection for two weeks"

"WHAT?!" Greta shrieked.

Suddenly, a splash was heard and Lenny groaned in pain.

"YES!" Mohawk shouted and slammed his empty bottle on the table. 

XXX

Yayyy first one shot done!  I actually had a hard time coming up with a scenario, oh well.  Hopefully this one shot gives off the vibe I wanted it to :P