NUMBER 45 DRUNK BROTP FTW

ASK-ASSASSIN-TINO

45: Under the influence

Lukas was a lot of things. A bit of a grump in the mornings, he'd been told before. Overly sarcastic, definitely. But an alcoholic was definitely not one of them.

Lukas hated drinking. More than anything. Matthias had become a fan of it for a while in his later teenaged years, but apparently, they had found, he had a bit of a bad habit of sneezing fire whenever he had gone drinking. So after a few destroyed bits of clothing and a singed table, that had ended quickly. Because of this, the waterbender had decided that if he wanted to stay out of suspicion, he shouldn't indulge in such things.

However, there came a time when the two brothers had found a man injured in the fire kingdom on the way back from a particular mission that Matthias had decided Lukas would be useful for. (Water worked well against firebenders it was found) He had been huddled in an alleyway, half conscious and heavily injured. his arm had somehow been taken from him. Matthias being who he was, had insisted they take him in and help him out, since there weren't very many medical facilities in the area and the smaller man hadn't looked like he had any money on him at the time.

Once they had managed to carry him and get him back to their small home on the outskirts by the ocean, and Matthias had instantly recognized the lattice work of lightning scars covering his upper body and side of his left leg.

They had cared for him accordingly until he had woken up. After which, they had found his name was Tino. He wouldn't say much more, but Lukas had instantly observed that he was a rather cocky little shit at times, but in all had been quite grateful for the help whether he admitted it or not.

After a few weeks, he had been able to walk and do things on his own, Tino had insisted he pay the two back for their hospitality. He insisted he take them out for food and drink, which both tried to decline. But Tino had been quite persistent about it. So in the end they had found themselves sitting in a dingy little pub with rather boisterous company.

"You two are acting like you're royal guards on duty or something, lighten up!" Tino had told them, slapping Matthias and Lukas on the back. "Come on, You need to have a good time for once in your lives. And I owe ya, so on the house!"

"I didn't know you had money for this sort of thing Tino." Lukas said with a sigh.

"Nah, the owner here owes me a few favors for… helping him. But that doesn't matter now, drink up!" He said, waving over the tender with a tray of tankards full of bubbling, amber liquid. "Have you ever had Lava ale? It's the best. Great kick to it."

"Th-thanks." Lukas said with a sigh. He decided that Tino wouldn't have them refusing. He took a tankard, and took a small sip of the 'lava ale'.

Instantly, the blonde started hacking and coughing. Matthias started to bust a gut and smack his adopted brother's back to help with the coughing. How could anyone like this stuff? It burned like ACTUAL LAVA. There was nothing appealing about this!

"What- haven't you had ale before?" Tino laughed, wiping a small tear from his eye from laughing so hard. Lukas glared at him from his slightly hunched position, small burning tears "Omigosh you haven't!" He guffawed, looking at the younger man. "Well you should have said something, I would have given you something not as strong!"

Hours later, the three were found back at home. They had decided to head home when Mathias had sneezed and destroyed two of the tankards and singed Lukas' tunic.

Lukas' cheeks were bright red, his vision a bit glossy and glazed over. Matthias had decided to go to home early because he had work in the morning, while Lukas had stayed and helped Tino walk home. Because of his lost arm, he had lost a great deal of balance when under the influence.

And then he had thrown up on himself.

Tino had laughed so hard, teasing and laughing his sorry head off at the poor man. He had, at least, been kind enough to lend the blonde his cloak to cover his clothes up until they got home.

"Well at least you're sober enough to stay walking." The injured man had chided, patting Lukas' back as he leaned against the wall in his chair upon arrival. Matthias' light snores could already be heard from his room, so they had decided to stay out in the kitchen for a while until he was in a deeper rest so they didn't wake him.

"Pft, so how long have you been here?" Tino asked, looking at the red faced waterbender.

"Eh? All m'life." He said with a slur. "W'bout yuh? yer like… werdly calm 'bout losin' yer arm n'all. Most people w'ld be more upset."

"Well yes- I am upset but in my… line of work, I've learned that you really can't get back things you've lost for good. People, things, limbs." Tino sat down in the chair across from him. "You should know that. And besides, what point is there to think about it too much. All I should do is find out a way to get back a the man who did it rather than sulk."

"Y'I guess so." Lukas shrugged. He then let his head fall against the wall with a 'thunk'. Well-somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that would hurt later. But none of the rest of him cared enough to stop it.

"I sm'll like barf." He sighed angrily. Tino barked out a laugh in response.

"Well I would assume so. You only had three and you're already wasted. Sorry- I guess I shouldn't have pushed you into having any."

"Nah- it's fine." Lukas sighed. "I'll just, go take a bath'r sommat." he braced himself against his chair and made to stand. But he instantly tumbled over and found his butt planted firmly on the ground.

Tino just smirked, his face lighting up with utter amusement. He stood and grasped one of the man's arms and helped him stand.

"Alright, don't go hurtin' yourself."

Getting outside was one of the greatest spectacles ever seen by mankind. Tino, being intoxicated himself, was struggling to balance, while Lukas was finding it hard to see straight. So pushing and pulling, the two made their ways to the beach and let themselves walk ankle deep into the water.

Soon enough, they were splashing each other drunkenly and laughing their heads off at each others individual states of intoxication. At some point, they had stripped themselves of their shirts and were plating freely in the beach like children without cares in the world. Tino would push over the poor waterbender and laugh as he tried and failed to use his bending back. he just ended up making pathetic little waves at the man.

With a final splash, the two landed in the water where it was only an inch or two deep. The little waves slapped against their faces and limbs. Lukas let out a little laugh and looked over as his friend chuckled. "What? Whaso funny?"

"You. You're an idiot."

"Whatever. You too."

((Abrupt ending? Yes. But I like it. :D Enjoy!))