Duke of Doge
Professional disappointment.
Dei-Loki leaned against Masaru as he was pulled onto his lap, a snicker escaping him. "WELL, the first time he got drunk had to be when he was a teenager." He thought back, unable to stop himself from grinning. "Mam and dad were having a meeting in the throne room, and Akumu and I were alowed to free-roam the palace because, at the time, it was just to fill them in about the war between Actifis and Màkrum. SO, anyways, we were wanderin' around and Akumu, he goes "GODS, this is boring!" and he storms off. Here I am, maybe... ten? And I'm looking around fer him - only t' find him down in the room beside the lounge. And he got into uncle's liquor liquor cabinet! There he is trying t' chug, yes CHUG whiskey."
"I wasn't chugging it!"
"The contents of that bottle were gone within a few minutes of me finding ya! Next thing I know, yer on the floor singin' at the top of yer lungs. Y' we're lucky the palace is so big, because mam and dad would've heard ya. And then y' had me, there - trying t' drag yer arse t' yer room so y' could lay down - and y' were STILL singin'."
Akumu sighed, managing a snicker as he sat down. "I... STILL don't remember much of that. All I remember is waking up the next day, sick as a dog with a hangover like y' wouldn't believe... Then uncle Reaver comes home and blames his missing whiskey on my father's steward. I can still hear him yellin' and threatening poor Payton with his flamethrower."
@Forever J
Nia laughed "wow, I'd pay to see that, actually..." she handed Akumu a drink. "care to recreate it?"