Party

she began to drag herself away from the sight and forwarded her mind to call ki to deal with his drunk friend.

"i couldn't tackle the bear" kisho screamed as he got his one arm out of the coat and began to chug the second half of the bottle

ki walked torward kisho and held up some vodga and clothes. "here.thisll help"

"but they took my stain" he held the now empty body upside down to see if there was anything left

"heres a new one." ki held up the bottle. "but you need to put on this armour to help you." (XD)

kisho put on the shirt and took the bottle and began to drink it "i can always rely on you mr. snuggles" kisho puts down the bottle for a moment and hugged ki, rubbing his head against ki's shoulder "your fur is so soft"

ki winced at the name but calmly played along. " good. now you need to put on these lower armour so no...incidents happen while your fighting."

"pfft, whos am i's gonna play with now" he looked around only seeing ki in the area

"....just please put it on kisho.." he sighed. he hated it when he had to tell kisho to get dressed, teleport him home and make sure he doesnt die of the toxins he consumed.

"if you say so captain flaky biscuit" kisho struggled to pull the boxers on, winding up putting them on backwards, than falling flat on his face, rolling over he continued to drink his 4th bottle of vodka

ki sighed. and he mumbled under his breath "i dont even look flaky...."

"what was that admiral sticky bun" he saluted at ki, still laying flat on his back and drinking the bottle

ki sighed. "i said we have to get to home port to meet the evil pandas. if we dont, they will eat our whole suply of cupcakes" (for a monk he speaks good drunk language)

"but i thought the pandas only attacked on the 524 thursday of every decade" he said as he looked up at his empty wrist as if there were a calendar

"this is on the 524 every thursday sir. do you want to stay here and fight about it or lose the sweet pastries to those colourless sergaints?"

"but i thought private butter biscuit was guarding the doughnut vault" he stod up, swaying from side to side trying to keep from toppling over

"but hes not gaurding the cupcake tower." (god this is embarassing....)

"WE MUST PROTECT THE CUPCAKES" he shouted as he held the now empty bottle like a sword, than began to run off into town towards the downtown area

as he was running ki ran next to him and with his gloves hand he gently pressed doen on a pressure point to make him fall unconsiouse. then he teleported him back home. " i will never relish today.....*shiver* god...Mr.snuggles!?!"

(MIYUKI STOP THAT!!!!)

(HAHA)

kisho landed on the floor as the city before him went black. waking up several hours later on a hardwood floor with a pounding headache and reluctant to open his eyes due to how bright the light seems rolling over he held his head and said "what happened last night"

"you went streaking with 3 vodkas and calling me pastry names. well, the worst was Mr. snuggles..." ki gave kisho a black cloth to cover his eyes with to ease the headache and a cup of tea. "thisll help."

"don't worry, i've got the perfect cure for a hangover" kisho walked over to a cabinat and pulled out a bottle without even looking at what he was taking "this happens a lot, i've memorized the entire layout of my apartment and where everything is, and i've found the best hangover cure is some ginger root, garlic, and some paprika boiled into a stew and left to ferment for 3 weeks" he poured himself a cup and slowly began to drink

".....i dont want to know how you got that mixture....but perhaps maybe in rehab...."