This one's for 1234. By the way, awesome username.
Disclaimer: I don't own Ninjago.
Chen slammed his empty glass down on the counter.
"Gimme another, one fer me an' another fer me frien' 'ere," he said, shoving Clouse with his elbow.
"Master, I think you've had enough alcohol," said Clouse, as the bartender scurried off.
"Oh, Clousie-poo, jus' relaaaaaax," Chen said, "have a drink 'er siiiiiix..."
This went on for a few more minutes, when three suspicious and extremely drunk men came in.
Clouse kept an eye on these men.
As for Chen...he kept drinking.
When Clouse decided it was time to go home, he had to practically carry Chen to the car.
But the three men from earlier followed them.
Clouse managed to open the door to the back with one hand, and shove Chen inside with the other. He realized he had forgotten his keys inside, so he ran to go get them without closing the door.
The three men giggled and snuck up on Chen. The first one pulled him out by his legs and onto the street. The second slammed his half-empty bottle of beer onto Chen's head.
This knocked Chen out.
The three man laughed and started slamming various objects and fists down onto Chen.
Unfortunately for them, Clouse was back outside.
Clouse chanted, and dark purple energy was summoning from his fists, and he tossed it at the three men, who were clumped together, trying to look for anything valuable on Chen's body.
The blow almost killed the three, but not quite.
Clouse rushed over to Chen, who had woken up when Clouse had stormed outside.
"...Clou-siiieeee?" muttered Chen.
"Silence, Master," he said, "you are hurt."
Chen woke up in his bed a few hours later. He felt awful, then ended up puking over the side of the bed.
He heard the door open, then he saw Clouse walk in.
"Clouse..."
Chen sighed.
"I'm sorry Clouse. I should've been more rational. I won't do that again...after seeing what you did to those men."
Clouse gave somewhat of a smile.
"Maybe. But, seriously, don't. I was pretty much dragging you along the sidewalk."
They shared a little laugh, but, they both new they had formed a newfound respect for each other.
"Master. You were harassed by a bunch of intoxicated men. You nearly died."