Life at Castle Bleck was pretty normal. A once-evil "father", an ex-Pixl "mother", that brawn-over-brains "elder brother", that cocky tech-wizard "middle brother", the mysterious enigmatic "younger brother", that self-centred spoiled "younger sister" and the OCD-ish "elder sister". A stereotypically normal surrogate family.
Oh, and there's always that weird adopted kid.
"CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!"
The single word echoed around the room like a mantra, screamed in earnest by the spectators of this amazing competition. The sixteen-year-old forest girl versus the beefy bald bearded something-else-that-begins-with-the-letter-b Scotsman chugging down a VERY big tankard of...
Cider.
One-hundred-and-ten-percent legit cider, made only from the freshest cider and homemade, with truly traditional methods! If you wish for a demonstration, please view the episode of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic called Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 6000.
I'm getting paid to say that, FYI.
Anyway, back to the one-shot.
"CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!" The constantly repeated word practically enveloped the room. Mr L was fist-pumping the air in time to the chanting. Dimentio was flying around the room, ever the annoying unswattable fly. Nastasia was the only one not chanting, but wasn't exactly trying to stop the chaos. Mimi was jumping up and down, her pigtails flapping around like crazy. Luckily, Blumiere and Timpani were out for the day.
"C'mon, Raven!" screeched Mimi, waving her arms.
"This is not hygienic!" yelled Nastasia.
"CHUG! CHUG!" yelled Mr. L and Dimentio eagerly.
Raven was visibly struggling with draining her colossal tankard. O'Chunks, on the other hand, was rather enjoying the attention. The attention turned to Raven, who was starting to turn blue and make choking noises.
"Chug?" said Mr. L awkwardly.
"Are... you okay, Raven?" asked Nastasia tentatively.
Suddenly, there was a sharp flash of golden light, and a squawking crow with a green sash staggered towards the window. Another flash, and then Raven had ducked her head out of the window and was making a VERY loud noise. That sounded like puking. A lot.
O'Chunks set his tankard down, satisfied. "Ah win."