~ Clouis Oneshots ~

Drunk

Scenario: After Violet finds a hidden stash of alcohol, the kids at Ericson decide to try it out.

Warnings: Underage Drinking

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"Guys! Look what I found!"  Violet announced, placing a a few bottles of alcohol on the table.
"Where did you find these, Vi?" Mitch asked, inspecting the bottles.
"Found 'em while I was out fishing today. Turns out they were under a floorboard. Mitch took the lid off of the bottle, giving it a little sniff. His nose scrunched at the strong smell.
"God, Vi. These smell strong." he said.
"Should we, y'know... drink it?" Louis asked.
"Well I don't bring these bottles back for nothing." Violet said, taking a short swig out of the bottle Mitch had opened. She then passed the bottle to Louis, who took a drink, then passed it to Clementine. She was hesitant, remembering the strong taste of it when she had tried it 5 years ago. She then took a sip, but to her surprise, the taste was actually quite tolerable. She then passed the bottle to Aasim, who shook his head.
"I don't think getting drunk is a good idea." he stated.
"On come on. For once, don't be so boring." Louis said. Aasim rolled his eyes and took a sip.
"There. Happy?" he said, quickly passing the bottle to Mitch.

~ Many, MANY Sips Later ~

"No, no, no, no I don't- I don't think that you know what you're talking about." Aasim slurred.
"I doooo. And I'm telling you, that cats are fucking- they're fucking evil." Louis said, stumbling on his words due to his intoxication.
"No. I don't think that you know what a cat is. You see it's this little- little ball of fluff that can like... it can vibrate and stuff. And walks with its legs, and it has really sticky out ears." Aasim explained.
"I know what a cat is. I just, it's an evil little creature sent from hell. It tries to lure you in with its little 'meows' and then when- then when you least expect it, it will kill you in your sleep." Louis slurred.
"Shut up about cats you buffoons. I got kicked by a horse before, I know about evil animals." Clementine said.
"You did?" Louis asked.
"Hehe no. I just wanted to see if you'd believe me." Clem said with a giggle.
"Alright, alright, alright. I have a really fun game we can play." Louis said, bringing his cards out.
"Lou I don't want to fucking play fucking war again you fucking dick." Violet said.
"You said 'fucking' about 49 times in that sentence." Mitch said.
"No, no, it's not war. It's called 52 card pick up. Okay, are you ready? Go!" Louis shouted, dramatically throwing his cards up in the air.
"Look at them. The way they just float down. It's like - it's like snow." Aasim said, fascinated by the cards.
"I know right? They look so magical." Louis said.
"Louis you idiot. Now we need to pick all of these cards up." Violet exclaimed.
"We can do it if we- if we work as team. I'll be the cheerleader okay?" Louis said, standing up.
"Go team! We can pick up all of these cards if we really try! Yeah! Woo! Go team!" he shouted, jumping in the air.
"I can pick all of these up faster than you losers." Mitch said, scrambling to the ground, frantically picking up cards.
"Oh no you fucking don't. I'm better at this game than you!" Aasim said, and fought Mitch for the cards.
"I don't- I don't think you're doing it right. The rules are to pick them all up. You're just uhh... oh wait you're picking them up. Never mind." Louis said.
Clem's face lit up as she got an idea.
"GUYS!" she shouted.
"What?" Louis, Aasim and Mitch responded in unison.
Clem ran into the admin building, and came back out with a box.
"Lets play twister!" she announced.
"Oh I love that game." Louis said.
"I'll be the spinner guy." Aasim said.
"Okay, lay it all out." Mitch said. They got the mat ready.
"Okay who wants to get twisted first." Aasim asked.
"OOOOOH! MEEEEE! PICK MEEEEE!" Louis shouted, jumping and raising his arm.
"Okay, Clem you can go first." Aasim said.
"But- BUT SHE DIDNT EVEN VOLUNTEER!" Louis argued.
"Just shut up and wait your turn." Aasim said. Louis sat down, mumbling profanities.
"Telling me to fucking wait my turn when my hand was up first. Fucking prick dick fuckhead." he mumbled.
"Okay Clem. Right foot yellow." Aasim said.
"Oh my god look I did it." she said.
"Louis! You can have your turn now!" Aasim said.
"Fuck yeah!" he said.
"Okay, right hand blue." Aasim said.
"Easyyyyy." he said.
"Mitch. Left foot green." Aasim said. Mitch followed the instructions.
"OW! WHAT THE FUCK LOUIS?!" Clem shouted.
"Shhhhh. It was only a nudge." Louis said.
"NO IT WASN'T! YOU PUSHED ME!" she shouted.
"I didn't. You just- you're imagining stuff." Louis said.
"NO IM NOT! I FELT YOU PUSH ME!" she protested.
"What you felt was the invisible hand of the wind, not me." Louis slurred.
"I demand that he is disqualified!" Clem said, looking at Aasim.
"Very well. Louis, you are hereby disqualified from this fine game of Twister." Aasim said, pointing at the picnic bench.
"WHAT?!" Louis shouted, standing up.
"You heard me. Now sit on the bench." Aasim ordered. Louis dragged his feet over to the bench and sat on it, putting his head on the table.
"I don't like this game anymore. Mitch wins, yay." Clem said, standing up.
"Okay. Since Mitch won, he gets to put all of the game away." Aasim said, standing up.
"I don't care. I needed something to do anyway." Mitch said, shrugging his shoulders.
"I'm going to bed." Clem said, stumbling towards the dorm building. Louis's head perked up.
"I'll go too." he said, running after Clem.

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Clem slumped herself down on her bed, a few moments later, Louis burst the door open.
"Louis! You almost gave me a heart attack!" Clem said.
"But the good thing is that I didn't. If I did, I would be very sad." Louis said, lying next to Clem. He turned around, wrapping his arms around Clem.
"What are you doing?" Clem asked.
"I'm going to sleep." he mumbled.
She put her hand on his head, picking up one of his dreads and inspected it.
"Your hair is confusing." she said.
"How?" Louis asked.
"I don't know how you got it like that... like sometimes I imagine putting it up so that you look like a pineapple." she explained.
"I would make one fabulous pineapple." he said.
"I know. The most fabulous pineapple alive."