Alfred opened the bottle with a flourish, then held it away from his body as bubbles frothed out the top and onto the floor. When the foam had dissipated somewhat, he poured a good-sized splash into Arthur's cup, before guzzling half of what was left in one gulp.

"I think he'll notice his tea's cold now," Toris said.

"Oh, yeah, huh," Alfred agreed. He picked up the cup, placed it in the microwave, and pressed a couple of buttons, then watched it revolve with fascinated interest. When the machine beeped, he took the cup out and placed it back on its saucer with exaggeratedly dainty motions. "Pinky up! Pinky up!" he laughed, winking at the others. Then he stood up straight and put on a serious face as he heard Arthur stroll back into the room. He turned and grinned brightly at the Englishman.

Arthur stopped and peered suspiciously at the three of them. "Something's up. What's going on?"

"Nothing!" Alfred chirped. "I was just warming up your tea for you. Have some!"

Arthur approached the table and peered down into the cup. "What have you done to it, tosser?"

"Nothing!" Alfred chirped again. "I just.. improved..." His smile faltered at the look on Arthur's face.

"You're trying to poison me!"

"I'm not! It's fine! It's better! See..." Alfred grabbed the cup and drank from it noisily, then sputtered. "Ewww! Oh my God, it tastes like tea!" He raised his bottle of Dr. Pepper, took a swig, and gargled noisily before spitting into the sink. "God, that was disgusting."

Toris facepalmed while Feliks laughed. Arthur just gave Alfred the usual "are you stupid?" look before dumping out the contents of the cup, and putting the kettle on to boil.