On Fridays it was customary for Luxembourg to go out drinking with his friends. The ones he saw regularly were his 'Benelux-buddies', as Prussia called them, Belgium and Netherlands, as well as Prussia himself, who usually came with Germany (because Germany had a car). Germany sometimes brought along Veneziano, and, though not often, sometimes Japan. Japan hadn't been by in a long time.
Occasionally, some of the Nordics would come by, most notably Denmark, if he 'was in the area' (or just wanted to drink).
Austria would come for an hour or two, but without ever missing it. Hungary tended to follow him, to make sure him and Prussia 'played nice', with the help of her trusty frying pan. Switzerland and Lichtenstein rarely showed up, but Luxembourg would still see them every now and then, they often invited him over for dinner, to get the two young men away from the offices.
France preferred wine over beer, and would only come if Spain went, who only went if Romano went, who only went to try and convince Veneziano to stay away from Germany (or vice versa). Needless to say, Romano failed, so he ended up coming a few times every year.
Every Friday evening began the same way. Luxembourg would arrive last to the bar they always met in, usually very late because of work, and greet them in a cheery tone. He'd get himself a beer and settle down. The nations would be sharing stories about what had happened during the week (though they tended to avoid politics and economy as much as possible). The only ones not drinking beer would be Netherlands, who'd be perfectly content to just smoke whatever shady stuff of questionable legality he happened to have with him, France, when he came, would drink wine. Spain and Romano opted for tomato juice, wine or beer, depending on the mood and who'd be driving. Veneziano actually tended to take beer, probably to make Germany happy.
This Friday, there were only Benelux and some of the German-speakers, Germany, Austria and Prussia. Only six. Prussia and Austria were having a heated argument, but they stopped when Luxembourg came within sight. Them arguing was rather common, so Luxembourg simply ignored it.
"Hello," he said, with an apologetic smile. Prussia grinned at him.
"Late as ever," the white-haired, red-eyed man noted. Austria looked amused.
"What kept you this time?"
"Only a traffic jam, unfortunately." Luxembourg sighed. "It's annoying, when I for once actually end work on time, I just have to get stuck in a traffic jam."
Belgium rolled her eyes, but smiled. "Nothing will ever keep Lux from being late on a Friday evening!"
Even Netherlands smiled at that, and Luxembourg felt his face grow warm. "I'm sorry…"
Germany shook his head. "No need to apologize, it's not like you can do anything about it. We were all late tonight."
"D'awww, look, West – isn't it cute how easily Lux goes red when he's embarrassed?"
"I'm not red!" Luxembourg protested, but he felt his face grow even warmer.
Belgium giggled.
"Yes you are, Lux! But don't worry, it's not like you can do anything about it!" She threw her arm around her 'little brother's' shoulders, and together with Prussia, who also decided to invade Luxembourg's personal bubble, she started to tease him about all kinds of related and unrelated things. Luxembourg started to regret sitting down between them instead of sitting between Austria and Germany, both of whom possessed better manners.
Germany made some half-hearted attempts to make his Bruder stop, and when that failed, Luxembourg looked to Netherlands. But there was no help to be received from him; he had already gotten that absent look that Luxembourg had learned to hate early on, so he looked to Austria instead. But before Austria had the chance to do anything, the beer in Prussia's pint had vanished.
"Hey!" Prussia's grip tightened around Luxembourg's noticeably thinner frame, and the white-haired's face got uncomfortably close to the smaller nation's own. The red eyes glittered mischievously. "How about a drinking contest?"
"Are you sure about that?" Austria countered, clearly not in favour of this turn of events. "I mean, when have you ever won against Luxembourg? Sometime before he gained his independence, perhaps?"
"Klappe!" Prussia shouted, turning to face Austria, and in doing so, pulled Luxembourg along with him and out of Belgium's grip. Though this didn't upset her too much.
"Yay, a drinking contest!"
Austria frowned. "Now, really…"
"Oh, come on," Germany interrupted, "Where's the harm in that? As you already pointed out, Luxembourg hasn't lost yet, and maybe Bruder can (finally) learn something from it."
"I seriously doubt that," Austria snorted, but then shrugged. "Meinetwegen, do as you please. I'm no babysitter."
Belgium cheered and ordered up another round while Prussia demanded an explanation for Austria's words, angrily squeezing the air out of Luxembourg who was momentarily forgotten. He started feeling a bit ill, the air had already been a little stuffy, and the whatever-it-was that Netherlands was smoking certainly didn't help.
Despite having been little support so far, Germany made Prussia let go of Luxembourg before he suffocated, and just in time for the pints to arrive, "Luxembourg can't possibly drink if you don't let him sit properly!" Prussia said that you rarely sat properly when drinking, but let Luxembourg sit up nonetheless, and even apologized.
Austria scrutinized Luxembourg's face, asked if he was okay, and although he didn't look entirely convinced, said nothing when Luxembourg lied and said he was fine. He had, after all, always beaten Prussia at drinking.
Thank you very much for reading this first chapter of my very first fanfiction! Reviews would be greatly appreciated! Luxembourg is my own OC, and I made him before I saw Himaruya's sketches, because I wanted to draw some Benelux. His human name is Gustave Nico Engels, and he's a bit of a workaholic, and he is very good at drinking. ;D Just like Latvia and Finland. Why are the moe-characters so good at drinking..? And Raivis is supposed to be only fifteen..! I hope you look forward to the next chapter!