We Stick Together

Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem.

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A/N: Another chapter, Uh, just random goofiness, shows some other pairings. In a…Goofy way…Yeah. I'm tired, but…Here's another chapter so…Yay?!

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Currently, in the mess hall, many activities filled the room, none of them quiet…

"Oi, Rolf, do yer teacher a favor and get me a beer..." Shinon slurred drunkedly, slopping the rest of his current glass down his shirt. "Bloody subhumans," Shinon cursed, "Pardon mee, LAGUZ."

Across the table, Marcia slapped a hand to her forehead and shook her head in embarrassment, glaring at Gatrie as if to encourage him to stop his friend.

"Ah, Marcia, you are so adorable." She realized, to her dismay, that he had snuck some alcohol into his system… She growled in frustration.

"You, idiot, why do you have to drink all the time, you remind me of my brother-." Abruptly Gatrie lunged off his chair and on top of Marcia, knocking her off the chair she had occupied and onto the floor.

"Gatrie, what are you doing!?" She had meant to sound demanding, but it sounded more pleased than defiant.

"I love you!" he grinned widely and planted a large, sloppy kiss on the side of her mouth, all she could do was lay beneath him and smirk in amusement.

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Back to Shinon, he had snuck, er stumbled out, of the mess hall and was now singing in a drunk voice in the night. Something about dancing penguins, coral haired hammerheads and a gorgeous male hawk who ruled over them all, making Mist and Boyd look over at him, startled.

"Oh, he was beautiful!" He jumped up, making a ridiculous flapping of his arms as if flying, then making a rather hideous cawing noise for no good reason.

Across the continent of Tellius, the king's ears, Ulki looked up and quirked an eyebrow, "Janaff, do you know you have an admirer?"

The king's eyes looked up in confusion, "What?"

"There is a drunk man singing across the continent about a gorgeous male hawk who ruled over coral headed things."

Janaff blinked and ran towards the window, opened it and jumped out into the night, intent on getting to a spot where he could see this. Ulki chuckled at his friend and continued reading his book, what he had been doing before he heard a drunk Shinon and his ruckus.

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Back at the Greil Mercenaries fort, Oscar was in the kitchen, trying to teach an impatient Kieran how to make a simple soup.

"How much longer is this going to take!?" The Gold Knight demanded of the Silver Knight.

"Another forty minutes."

"Why?!"

Oscar fought back the urge to laugh at his 'rival's' immatureness, "Because those are the instructions."

Kieran opened his mouth to say something, but amazedly stopped and instead contented himself with glaring at the simmering stew.

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Titania sighed and looked around the mess hall, seeing the messes being made around everywhere.

Makalov sat on a nearby bench and belched loudly, then giggled at something unknown, he, like many other people, was wasted.

Not too far off from the cotton candy haired drunk, was Rolf…Titania gaped, he held a small glass of alcohol in his hand, glancing at it nervously, then slowly raised it to his lips…

"Rolf! What are you doing?" Titania grabbed the cup from his hand and put it out of reach, giving him a very stern look.

"Uh…heh, heh…" He gulped and looked away nervously.

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"B-Boyd, do you see what I see?" Mist asked nervously, staring at the almost dream-like scene in front of her.

"Unfortunately…I…uh do…" Boyd stared uneasily at a very, very, very drunk Shinon, who was in the middle of telling more about the goddess-like hawk man who was gorgeous and ruled coral haired people…

"Do…you understand this?" Mist gave Boyd a sidelong glance.

"He had a BEAUTIFUL hairdo!" Shinon yelled in a very slurred voice…He stopped his rantings abruptly…For he had raised his mug up to his lips and…Found…Nothing.

"No. NO. NOOO!" Shinon yelled in a pained voice, holding the glass to his heart, the closest things to tears he could ever have forming in his eyes. He collapsed on the ground and started kicking the dirt in a very childish manner, having a rather drunk temper tantrum.

Mist stared at the scene with wide eyes, Boyd, rather nonchalantly, shaking his head in pity.

Abruptly as it started, it ended, ending by Shinon passing out onto the ground, in which Boyd sighed out rather loudly.

"Uh…Well then…" Boyd started, trying to find the words to describe what just happened, he wasn't doing that well.

Mist filled in the blank, "That was…Disturbing…"

"Very."

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A/N: Wow, would you look at the time! I need to sleep before I pass out, well, to be continued, heh, There, one and a half chapters.