Sander sides one shots

Prinxiety - Trouble Makers part 2/2

Warning: Stealing, under age drinking, vomit and the usual suggestiveness.

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Two girls were now in Chef's tent where the man in question was drinking a can of beer, facing away from them as they crawled across the grass the tent had been put up on. Their knees were getting covered in dirt but they couldn't care less. Right now, all they cared about was causing some sweet, sweet trouble. "Slowly," Violet mumbled out, a lot more cautious then Ro thought she'd be.

Eventually, they reached a large portable wooden pantry. Violet chuckled, muttering something about being too easy under her breath. She got onto her knees and opened the large cabinet. In the cabinet was at least 6 rows of booze, mostly different variants of expensive beer but there were a surprising amount of types of wine which he most likely only drank when he was by himself.

Violet gestured behind Ro who nodded, taking the backpack they found in the boat shed off her shoulders. She held the biggest back pocket of the bag open as Violet squeezed as many bottles in while simultaneously trying as silent as humanly possible. Once they had filled the pocket, along with the smaller pockets, to brim, Ro pulled a bottle of milk out from her jacket pocket.

"Are you sure you wanna go though with this?" Violet whispered as she saw Ro hesitate, turning the milk bottle in her hand slightly. Ro laughed, attempting to keep it as breathless as possible as to not alert the ex army man of their presence. "Duh," She opened the top of the bottle. "This is the most fun I've had in my life!" Violet smirked at her excitement.

Ro began pouring the milk into the few left over bottles as well as spreading it across some of the completely clean shelves. "A little gift from the girls in cabin 6..." Violet held in a laugh, wrapping her arm around Ro. "Now you're learning~" Ro smiled, sepressing a blush before throwing the backpack over her shoulder. Violet took two more bottles, careful not to take the 'spiked' ones.

She stood up, along with Ro who couldn't will away her smile, and closed the cabinet with her hip. The two looked at eachother for a few seconds before running out of the tent. Ro jumped on Violet's back who started running faster. They were both laughing with no signs of stopping, not really caring if they were out of air shot yet.

"Woo!" Ro yelled between laughs. She'd never done anything that reckless before but honestly, she was in love with the feeling of freedom  caused by doing acts of teenage stupidity. Violet continued running until she reached their cabin, putting Ro down and moving the second bottle to her left hand so she could open the door. "Hey bitches, guess who~!"

Previously in the cabin, all had been peaceful. Dee was still drinking her milk silently, afraid of getting smacked again and Rema was having a existential crisis on the floor, face down Dan Howell style. Louise was brushing Patty's out of control, wavy hair in an attempt to tame it while Patty hummed Dodie songs to herself, that being the only noise in room.

Then everyone turned to the door when it opened, excepting to just see Ro since they never thought she'd break Violet out but boy, were they wrong! Patty gasped in surprise, jumping off bottom bunk she and Louise had been sitting on and pulled Violet into an unexpected hug. "Thank goodness, you're okay, kiddo!" Ro laughed when she saw the hairbrush still hanging from her hair.

Violet smiled to herself, gently pushing Patty off of her. "Ok, ok. Get off." Louise narrowed her gaze and glanced suspiciously at the backpack on Ro's shoulders. "What is in the back pack, sister?" Ro gulped. She hadn't really considered what her overprotective and uptight sister would think of the alcoholic escapade. She looked to Violet for help.

"Why do you have a bottle of beer, Vi?" But she seemed distracted with something arguably more important, Patty's innocence. "Let me guess, you have more alcoholic beverages in the backpack, correct?" Ro sighed, not seeing the point in hiding. She opened the back pocket that had 5 bottles in it. Louise gave her a disappointed look, shaking her head. "I'm going to inform Chef of what you've done..."