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It had been a pretty relaxing day for the lov.
And now everyone was having a drink. Except for Toga, who was underage, so she got a virgin Bloody Mary instead of a real one.
As for the others, they were in their usual places.
Dabi on the couch, looking like a punk rock divorced dad; Shiggy at the bar, doing whatever it is he does; the chaos duo of Twice and Toga in the corner; and Kurogiri at the bar making the drinks.
Everyone else was in their rooms.
Oh yeah, Mousey was up too.
She was with Toga and Twice.
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…..
Welp. That was probably a bad idea.
Dabi was watching them, though.
Kinda?
He didn’t see them share drinks, though, so he was indeed surprised when he saw Mousey running towards him in a panic.
“Waaaah! Dabi! hic!”
Uh oh.
Dabi sat up properly and let her sit beside him. “Whoa whoa whoa, what’s wrong? Did those idiots do something to you?”
Mousey sniffed, her face red and her eyes teary. “T-they said, t-that I can’t handle a drink, e-even though I totally can! Hic! S-so I showed them! B-but then! Toga said that if I get too drunk, I’ll turn into a hic! Mouse bun!”
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What
Dabi glared at Toga and Twice, who were both pointing accusing fingers at each other.
Dabi sighed and gave her a pat on the head. “What exactly did you drink? Cause you’re definitely a lightweight.”
Mousey swayed a little. “Hmmmmm…ohhh it was uhh some of Twice’s drink. Mm smelled like fruit. O-oh! It was a pretty orangey yellow color…does that heeeelp?”
Dabi sighed again. “God damn it. Why on earth did you drink an old-fashioned? You are the cutest dumbass I know.” He couldn’t help but find the situation a bit funny, though.
Mousey looked up at him. “W-whaaaa? Hic I-I’m nooooot! I was trying to prove a point! Dooont be meeean!”
He patted her again. “Aww, I’m sorry, Mousey. But you’re very drunk right now. So I think it’s time for this little mouse bun to go to bed.”
Mousey leaned against him. “Noooooooooo! I d’wanna! I’m nooot drunk! Hic! I’m not druuunk! A-and I don’t wanna turn into a mousey bun!”
She sniffled again.
Not drunk, huh?
Dabi stood and picked her up easily. “Well. The only way to avoid being a mousey bun is by going to sleep.”
Mousey looked around. “Whereeee we goin'? Aha, are we goin' on an adventureeee? Yaaay…hic!”
Dabi chuckled and carried her to his room. “Yep. We’re going to the land of pillows and blankets. The most comfortable place in the universe for little mice.”
Mousey gasped and looked up at him with a stupid, drunk smile. “Yaaay! Hic! I loooove pillows…and uhmmm…I loooove youuuu!”
Dabi tucked her into his bed, watching her doze off practically the moment her head hit the pillow.
“Hmph. Yeah, I love you too, little mousey bun.”