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Welcome to my first fic!

Disclaimer: I don't own vocaloid. I didn't make the alphabet either XD

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A is for Alcohol

…You saw that coming, didn't you? Anyhow, let's begin!

The vocaloid household activities were hectic as usual.

Kaito was turning the house upside down in search of his precious scarf (which was unfortunately made in China). Rin was preparing her roadroller to squash Len for not sharing the new 3DS they had bought. Len was busy gawking at the 3D images of puppies in the new nintendogs game and poking bananas at the screen, which the dogs 'licked'.

Miku was making a mess in the kitchen. She couldn't decide whether to make a leek barbeque or a leek fondue, so she decided to make both. That didn't go to well, so she simply stuffed the leeks into some ancient burritos she found in the fridge, which was sent to the oven, naturally.

For those innocent/daredevil/self-proclaimed professional taste-testers out there, kindly refrain from tasting this. You might die a painful (or hilarious) death.

But where was Meiko? She was out of course.

Not shopping or working, but fighting with random drunkards for winning 'last night's' bet. Meiko was very competitive.

How typical.

And to think that it was only early afternoon.

"Rin, Len! I need you two here, now!" Miku called from the kitchen. She took big whiffs of the stench of leeks, onions and garlic and sighed dreamily.

She heard a loud crash, followed by a squeak and a crunch, and Len's scream. It was similar to what he did in 'World is Mine'. Miku cringed. The loud whirring of an engine gradually died down.

Boom!

"Thanks so much, shota-boy!" Rin shouted sarcastically, hopping down the stairs with a black 3DS in her hands. Her large white bow danced on her head as she ran up to the teal-haired girl. Miku stared at the yellow room door upstairs, wondering how the roadroller fit inside. She could still hear Len's moans and squeaks.

"Where's Meiko?" Miku asked, looking for Kaito. He was usually around her.

Rin shrugged, jabbing a black stylus at the 3DS screen. "Out buying sake, I guess."

"Oh, for the love of…" Miku said exasperatedly, closing her eyes and putting a hand to her forhead. She heard the loud ding of the oven and quickly opened it.

"Gross, Miku!" Rin squealed, holding her nose. She peered over her friend's shoulder and gasped. What the heck did she do?

The contents were horrifying. The burritos were charcoal black and squishy leeks hung in heaps at the sides. The oven wasn't spared either: the insides were also black, and the metal trays were twisted into a strange shape.

"Miku Hatsune, you are now officially banned from the kitchen," Rin said in a monotone voice. One of her blue eyes was twitching and her face had a bluish color. Even her bow drooped downwards.

Len entered the kitchen. He sniffed the air, and burped. He groaned and held his nose. "…The heck?"

Rin held the 3DS firmly in her hands and turned to Miku, who was still gazing at the leek burrito. "Miku, what did you need us for?"

Miku stood up, her face pinched in anger. "Kaito's been a jerk lately, and I want to do something."

Kaito had agreed to buy groceries for her a few days before. He had bought everything, oranges, bananas, sake, and ice cream. He had forgotten to buy leeks. Miku was running out of them too. The outcome was obvious, not to mention inevitable. His excuse? "Some people doing a cosplay bought them all."

"Steal his ice cream?" Len suggested, still holding his nose. He fanned the air around his face desperately.

"Rip his scarf to pieces?" Rin asked, already oblivious to the smell. Japanese music played as she tapped the bottom screen with her stylus in a certain rhythm.

Miku shook her head twice. "I want Meiko in it."

"Huh?" Both Kagamines chorused in confusion. Len took advantage of this and snatched the 3DS out of Rin's hands. He took off like a shot.

"Len Kagamine! GET BACK HERE!" Rin roared, running after him. "Or I will squash all your precious bananas with the roadroller!"

If this were an anime, you would've seen a light bulb appear over Miku's head. She rubbed her chin in deep thought before smiling deviously.

"Oh, and Miku..." Rin shouted from the backyard.

"Yeah?"

"Get rid of that thing, will you? It's so bad you can even make rat poison with it."

"Hey!"

Later...

"You got it, Rin?"

"Yup, it's right here."

"And you, Len?"

…

"Len, wake up…"

… Hic!

"Dang, he drank some too!"

"We can still continue. Let's go.

Kaito licked his chocolate ice cream cone happily, wiping his mouth with a scarf covered in dust hanging around his neck. He spotted two figures coming his way.

"Hiya, girls!" He greeted cheerfully, holding his ice cream away protectively. Wise choice, but it wouldn't work today.

"Kaito, could you hold on to this for a minute?" Rin handed him a green bottle with slightly clouded liquid. He eyed her suspiciously and opened his mouth, but Miku beat him to it.

"I'll buy you ten extra large cartons of Haagen Dazs ice cream," she stated clearly in a serious tone, folding her arms over her chest.

Kaito's eyes widened, but his frown quickly returned.

Miku sighed. "Is twelve cartons enough?"

The blue haired man gave no reply. He tapped his foot on the floor expectantly.

"Alright," Miku grabbed him by the scarf and pulled his face close to hers. She glared at him with ferocious teal eyes. "Fifteen cartons. If that's not enough, you'll get none."

Her subordinate whimpered, and he grabbed the mysterious bottle and held it as if it were a shield. "Y-y-yes ma'am."

At this point, Meiko entered the room, hiccupping. She threw an identical green bottle away, making a mess of shattered glass on the floor. She ran a shaky hand through her short brown hair and burped.

"Has anyone seen my bottle?"

She turned to the only person in the room. The man was holding the bottle opening to his mouth, and Meiko thought she could see a tiny drop of her precious alcohol slip to his mouth.

She balled her hands into fists and growled at the innocent ice cream otaku, who had been tricked.

"KAITO!"

Too bad Kaito failed to recognize the liquid. Len was also unlucky enough to taste some of the strange substance. Curiosity would kill the shota.

They were in for it. Meiko had a powerful sense of smell.

Wait… can you hear the soft, faint giggles? It's coming from the attic.

"Cheeeerrrrs," Miku and Rin said together in a slur, each holding a bottle of alcohol up. They laughed hysterically and rolled on the floor. Len could've been there with them, too, celebrating success.

Too bad they locked him outside.

Poor, poor boys...

Kaito: Do I still get my 15 cartons of Haagen Dazs?

Miku: (Laughs nervously) Uhh... I'm in debt right now... (Calls a bank)

Kaito: Why you...!

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