Prussia-


Most days, I'm alone. I mean, I don't mind it, of course. Being alone is...good? Nah, not good, exactly...I don't mind being alone. Nope, not at all. Since I'm alone, I can do whatever I want. Like...drink. I always drink, but when I'm by myself, I don't have to worry about doing dumb things when I'm tipsy. But then again, I'm too awesome to get really tipsy. Maybe a little, but not really. Little brother always gets frustrated whenever I start to drink by myself...he really shouldn't be worrying so much about me. It's not like I completely lose it when I start drinking.

...well, I might, but...it's nothing to worry about.

Alcohol can be a very close friend or a worst enemy. It just depends on what kind of person you are, I suppose. For me, it's a close friend. When I don't have anyone else around, I dunno, it just...

Ahh.

One a day keeps the people away, they say.

I'm too awesome for those other people, anyway. Like I need them. Just...grab a bottle and chug it down. Then grab the next in the box.

Rinse, repeat. Easy as that.

Little brother thinks I'm addicted to drinking. I just like to consider it a...hobby, I guess. Somethin' I do in my free time. Is it an addiction?

...nah, it's not an addiction.

Little brother also thinks egotism plus alcohol equal a bad idea. What does he know...nothing. Nothin' at all. I'm not... "He-go-tiss-tick."

We both know I'm most certainly awesome. It isn't "he-go-kiss'em." Pfft.

I just love alcohol. It gives a bit of relief, I guess. To just...leggo.

Little brother joins me in my drinking, sometimes. But after one or two bottles, he claims he has work to do and tells me that I should stop drinkin' as well.

...he hadn't joined me in a while...

Alcohol is pretty much the only thing we can relate to. The only time we spend together, sittin' down at the table or somethin' and just...drinkin' a bottle 'r two 'r...something. Since he's been so "busy" or whatever with work an' stuff...we haven't been hangin' out, like we used to. Hmph. I'm only his only brother. Not like I'm important or nothing...

...

Most days, I'm alone. I mean, I don' mind it, 'course. Nope, not at all...lets me drink alcohol all I want.


Howdy, guys. I finally decided to type up my old drabbles and made up a few new ones. This is a new drabble, so... I think I'm actually starting to get back into the fanfiction writing and stuff. ^^ I'm really happy about that. Writing is kind of my life. And sorry it's short, but...it is a drabble...so yeah. I'll try and update this when I can.

And like the title of the chapter suggests, he is drunk.

~PizzaPasta