Blame It On the Alcohol
Blame It On the Alcohol
"Psst .... Pssssttttt .... Pssssstttttttt!"
Gon turned over sleepily, lids half opened, to face his noisy friend. "Wha ... ?" he asked, forcing himself to make coherent conversation.
Grinning mischievously, Killua pointed towards the door. "Mito's finally asleep," he said as if that was supposed to hold some worth to Gon.
"And ... ?" Gon pulled a hand from underneath his pillow to rub his tired eyes.
Killua rolled his eyes. "Don't be dumb," he said, keeping his voice low,"Mito's asleep, so that means the shop is unguarded ... "
Was Gon suppose to figure out what Killua meant by reading his mind or somethin'? "I don't get it," Gon said with a sigh, his head slowly drifting back down to his pillow.
"Seriously, Gon?" Killua narrowed his gaze, trying to figure out if his friend was really that stupid or just playing dumb. Gon just returned his gaze. Definitly just stupid."What I'm saying is, let's go sneak some booze!"
"Sneak some booze ... " Gon repeated, the fog in his mind slowly lifting. As soon as the meaning of the words finally clicked, Gon jerked upright in bed. "What? Killua, you can't be serious!"
Killua hissed for Gon to shut up as he listened to make sure Mito hadn't been woken by Gon's sudden out burst. "Calm down, it's not that big of a deal," Killua said in a whisper," What's a little drink gonna do to us?"
Gon pressed his lips together in a firm line. He was considering it, Killua thought triumphantly, which was as good as saying yes. "What if we get caught?" Gon asked, averting his eyes in the direction of his aunt's room.
Soundlessly getting off of his cot, Killua smiled confidently at Gon. "No way we'll get caught, I mean, we're pro hunters," he said while tugging on Gon's exposed hand to get him to move.
With a slight huff, Gon dragged himself to his feet before following Killua out of the room and down to the store. His gut told him this wasn't going to end well ...
One Hour Later
"Killua, you're really heavy!" Gon grunted. He was in the process of hefting the very heavy, and drunk, body of his friend over his shoulder.
Giggling like a little girl, Killua remained unfazed. Surprisingly, he was one of the happiest drunks Gon had ever seen despite his background, which was a relief. If Killua had turned depressed or violent, Gon would have been in a world of trouble. As it was, he had to keep reminding his buddy to quiet down unless he wanted to wake Mito.
"Hehe, Gon, you're kinda short, y'know that?" Killua commented in a stage whisper, as he didn't seem to know how to keep his voice low any more.
Cocking his head to the side so he could see Killua's flushed face, Gon let out a sigh. "Yeah, and you're kind of tall and bulky, so unless you want me to drop you, let me concentrate," he said while making his way as quietly as possible back to his room.
"Drop me?" Killua seemed to realize then that he was being carried. "Hey, I can walk! Let me down!"
Gon was seriously considering just knocking the guy out. He was such a loud mouth! Why had he even agreed to let Killua drink in the first place? Having grown up around alcohol, Gon had been introduced to it by local regulars to the shop at a young age, and he was proud to say he could hold his own when it came to drinking. But Killua hadn't grown up the same way, and despite his lack of parental supervision, had apparently not done much drinking. If he'd known the guy would get bombed from just a few drinks he wouldn't have agreed to the idea in the first place.
They finally made it to Gon's bedroom where Gon not-too-gently dropped Killua on his cot. Starting to feel the effects of all the drinks he'd had, Killua curled into a ball and seemed to have fallen asleep right away. Gon couldn't help but smile, because his friend did look pretty adorable drunk, before climbing into his own bed.
"Hey Gon?" Killua spoke slowly and lazily, like he was sleep talking.
"Hm?" Gon asked, settling into a comfortable position on his bed.
There was a long pause. Gon figured he'd fallen back to sleep, so he let his body relax into his familiar mattress.
"You're a nice guy," Killua finished just before Gon had sunk into a peaceful rest.
Gon didn't bother to open his eyes, but smiled in his friend's direction. "You too."
He was answered with loud, uncharacteristic snores. Pulling his pillow over his head, Gon ignored his friend's drunk mumblings and snores and fell asleep.