DB's Bar-themed Misadventures

In fan fiction world, there is many a bar; for relaxing, chilling and having a good drink with your friends… This is the story of how DB got kicked out of most of them.

Bar Number 1: The Downtown Beach Bar

DB was walking around the public space of fan fiction world, enjoying the general buzz that was a city, as he ventured around the various stalls and merchants, perusing their goods and even buying (read, eating first then remembering to pay) the various delicious produce they had to offer. But then he caught it, the intoxicating scent of… well intoxication. It was a bar, a very quaint one. It was a small hut with bar stools in front and a small counter for serving the drinks. It looked like it belonged on a beach… maybe he was on a beach… why would there be a market city on a beach? Well I'm here now DB thought.

So DB sat down on a stool, placed his well-earned (read, ill-gotten) possessions onto the floor beside him, and looked toward the barman. "Hello barkeep, I will have you finest bottle of a refreshing alcoholic nature please." He asked, his tone slightly remarkable.

The barman looked at DB questionably and answered, "We got rum", in a very rasping voice.

"That will do beautifully" responded cherfully.

The barman grunted in response as he poured out a whole glass of rum, "Rum, 'ere" he gave the glass to DB.

"Thanking you plenty, kind sir", taking a long gulp, the alcohol burning in his throat slightly, he asked inquisitively, "Where am I? As I was in the market a slight few minutes ago."

"You're in downtown-beach, the toughest beach 'ere in FFW." The barman said proudly.

"Really?" DB questioned, whilst draining the last of his rum from the glass.

"Yeah!" the barman said aggressively, his annoyed looked quickly turned to one of shock when he saw that DB had finished. So he cautiously asked, "What did ya' need all tha' for?"

"Hmm…" DB casually put the glass down and stroked his chin-whiskers. His face lit up and, snapping his fingers, he came to a conclusion as he answered, "THIS!" Punching the barman in the face, while leaping over the bar and grabbing a cask of rum and launching himself back over, he legged it away from the shocked barman.

The barman looked down onto the bar, his eyes empty and filled with sorrow as he said, "Nooo, not the rum." His head tilted upwards as he looked out to the retreating form of DB, "Whys the rum gone?" he said desperately.

At Kurotsubasa…
"Where's DB about?" Illu asked cautiously.

Key turned to Illu and responded, "He's probably just out causing…" Key was interrupted as DB came sprinting through the door, holding something on his shoulder.

"Must… Run…!" DB panted as he sprinted through the building.

"…Trouble." Key finished. "Someone stop him." he sighed while face palming.

"Bella to the rescue", Bella shouted as she stuck her foot out, tripping DB up and causing him to use the ground as a face-sharpener. "Soz."

DB suddenly jumped up from the ground and casually replied, "It's okay… The rums fine." he finished causing everyone to sweatdrop.

"Why, do we need rum?" Illu asked hesitantly.

She was then very scared by the gleam in both Bella's and DB's eyes as they both shouted… "PARTY!"

Key looked to Illu "…"

Agreeing with each other " T_T party?"

And lo, DB was never allowed to that bar again, mind you he probably couldn't find it again either… and the barman still questions "Whys the rum gone?"…

AN: Well, its DB here... I know I haven't written in ages but I was inspired to because everyone else was writing or drawing somethin for FFW. I decided I would too...

So there it was, and DB will be back soon with more bar themed misadventures ^_^