Hi! I got this idea from my other fanfiction, Raising Kids. I hope you like it! This is like the preview setup chapter. It does get funnier.

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Prologue

"Hey Artie, we're going to go out drinking tonight. Why don't you tag along?" Gilbert asked.

"Are you sure you want to invite him, no offense mon lapin, but you can't really handle your alcohol."

"I can so! Name a time and a place. I'll be there! I can drink as much as any of you can!" Arthur exclaimed, ready to prove Francis wrong.

"Really? You can drink just as much as Gilbert?"

"Nobody can drink as much as Gilbert," Antonio interjected after Lovino slapped the elder's hands away from his hair.

"I can drink more," Arthur bragged.

"Bull shit," the Italian stated bluntly. "If Gilbert was dying, they would put beer in his IV."

"Well then, I'd be the doctor and I would take the beer and drink it. Then I'd get more beer, and drink that too," Arthur quipped proudly.

Lovino simply shook his head with disappointment at the lame retort. Lovino was sure the Englishman was already drunk from his water. You're already drunk from nonalcoholic drink, how the fuck you think you can handle real drinks? "You would let Gilbert die?"

"Well, no... I'd replace the beer I drank with more beer."

"You'd put beer in someone's IV? If you have a problem with Gilbert just say it! No need to beat around the bush."

"I don't bloody hate him, it-"

"Then why would you poison him like that? Next thing you tell me, you'd cook for someone you love."

Arthur gave an apologetic look to Francis before settling his gaze on ground.

"Also if you're a fucking doctor, why the Hell are you drinking on the job? Get your pathetic ass out of that hospital before you kill us all."

Francis stared at the Brit argue with the Italian before making up his mind. "I think it'd be in everyone's best interest if you didn't come with us."

"Look on the brightside, if he gets too drunk he won't be able to protest as much," the albino whispered to Francis.

"What?" Arthur asked, curiously.

"Nothing, you can come drinking with us anytime you want."

That's how Arthur became a drinking buddy of the Bad Touch Trio. Ever since then, it's been one drunken adventure after another...


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