Poor Miles

Chapter 1: Patch's Gift to Miles

6/2/2012 Deathy: It's 8;34pm and I'm retyping an old fanfiction from last year. Enjoy!

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Miles Prower sat at his work bench diligently. There were a lot of things that needed attending too. Scourge had totally ruined their lives and pretty much damaged everything else. Since him, Boomer, and Dr. Kintobor were the only ones who knew how to fix everything, Boomer and him got stuck with all the work. Apparently no one wanted to ask Dr. Kintobor for help since they always hated and tortured the guy.

"It'll be so undignifying that I'll die." Miles commented to himself. Boomer, however, had left to god knows where, leaving him to do all of the work. Seeing all the damage first had and attempting to repair it all, Miles was actually contemplating getting Dr. Kintobor's help. Then he grew angry at Boomer for leaving and vowed to make him pay.

KNOCK! KNOCK! … CREAK!

"Hey Miles! You home?" A very familiar French accent called from upstairs.

"Does he not know to wait for a response?" Miles asked, putting his work down for a moment. Walking upstairs, he saw the intruder happily walking around his living room.

"Do you not know that you should wait to be invited before waltzing in here?" Miles asked, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Well, if I did, you would never invite me in!" Patch said making a joke out of it.

Miles took a deep breath. "Fine." After another sigh, "What do you want then?"

"Oh, zat!" Patch said walking into the kitchen. "I brought you a present!" He grabbed a big box and placed it on the table.

Miles titled his head and stared at the box. It was condensating. "What is that?" He asked confused.

Patch shook his head. "Zis my comrade ez what we call alcohol. Surely you've heard of it?" he said as he motioned the yellow two tailed fox in the kitchen.

Miles walked in reluctantly. He stared at the can that Patch pulled out of the box with a look of uncertainty on his face. "So, why did you bring it here?" He asked.

"It ez for you!" Patch said putting the cold, wet can in his hands. "It ez ze present I bought you!" Patch seemed very happy, though Miles didn't understand.

"Why are you giving me alcohol?" Miles asked examining the can.

"Because, you need to celebrate!" Patch stated grabbing a can for himself.

"What are we – you – celebrating?" Miles asked, looking up from the can. It was moments like these that Patch could tell that Miles was just a kid. Though Miles would vehemently deny it and pout all day if you said it.

"Miles, you can't be serious?" Patch asked in shock. "You've been made our leader a few days ago and today ez your birthday! You've been blessed with good luck! You should totally celebrate!" Patch stated holding his can up high as he sat down and leaned back in his chair. Miles sat across form him still confused.

"How are we supposed to celebrate with alcohol?" Miles asked. "It doesn't look like any kid of fire work or noise maker that I've ever seen."

Patch look at him in shock and then bursted out laughing. Miles looked up from his rather childish rambling to glare at Patch. It looked more like a pout though. "You drink it." Patch told him when he was able to control his laugher. "You know, like a soda. Except you drink it on special occasions like a birthday, New Years, Christmas, Weddings, and when really good things happen." Patch concluded his explanation. "Now drink up!" He said opening his own can and taking a gulp.

Miles opened the can slowly. Something about this felt wrong to him. He slowly took a gulp like Patch did.

"It burns!" Miles coughed.

"That ez normal." Patch stated with a smile. "Now why don't I order some pizza so we can continue celebrating?"

"Why does it-?"

"Burn? Don't worry about it, that ez normal, but it won't burn for long." Patch stated, getting up and dialing the pizza place. Miles kept drink from the can. If only Patch had known, then he could've stopped it. Instead, he regrets it deeply.

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6/2/2012 Deathy: 9pm It's now rewritten. Hopefully it's easier to understand for people. I'm sure I've fixed the spelling and grammar errors. I might re-type chapter 2 later. Maybe. Please READ & REVIEW!