So, here's an idea. What if Al was drunk and how would she behave? Well, I had that in mind and boom, here's a chapter, don't laugh too hard. ;)


Al Stands For Alcohol

Clea sighed as she returned from her day of working as a part-time merchant at a shopping mall.

"I'm home, girls." She called. "Uhh, anyone home?"

"It's only just me and Al." Celica replied.

Clea walked into the dining room to see Celica sitting by the table with a cup of tea that had advanced to lukewarm temperature.

"So, what's wrong?" Clea asked.

Celica sighed. "Just wait for it."

"WHY IS IT YOUR WORLD, WAYNE?! IT'S THE REAL WORLD YOU F***ING MORON!" A voice yelled from the living room.

Clea's eyes were wide open. "What the heck?! Did Al just curse?"

"Yes...she did..." Celica replied quietly she drank her tea. "Shina, Lily and Lucil are gonna be back late, could you watch over Al?"

"Why would I wanna do that? And when did this actually happen?"

"Take a look at the cupboards by the sink."

Clea noticed a cupboard door open and there was a bottle that had fallen over, it was empty too.

"Wait a second, is that my liquor?!" She exclaimed.

"Yes, she got your liquor when she thought it was orange juice."

"PONIES CAN'T FLY YOU ASSHOLES! WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT KID SHOW IS THIS?!" Al yelled from the living room again.

Clea shook her head. "Never in my life did I ever think I would hear Al cursing, she's drunk, isn't she?"

"Well obviously, why else did I give you the look when you walked in?" Celica responded.

Clea blinked. "Yikes...okay, my bad for leaving my liquor there, but I didn't think anyone would touch it since not all of us are old enough to drink."

"And that's the problem, you're the only one old enough to drink, some of us still have a year to go, or three in Al's case."

"WHY DOES THIS ASSHOLE HATE FART JOKES?!" Al yelled once again. "GO GET A VACUUM CLEANER UP YOUR ASS AND SUCK IT OUT!"

"So, can you watch over her, please?" Celica asked. "I need to get out of here for a while before I go insane."

Clea gasped. "Wait? Why me?"

"Cause you having liquor in our apartment isn't my problem. Why do you even drink, if I might ask?"

Clea sighed. "Well how do you think I feel when I have to deal with perverted jerks who are more interested in me than my deals three times a week?"

"You make a good point." Celica got up from the table and walked away.

"Where are you going, exactly?"

"Gonna try my luck near a trendy bar. Don't tell Shina about it though, she'll give us another one of her pointless lectures."

Clea raised an eyebrow. "And I thought you liked being pure and delicate."

"That was just one side of me, I'll be back in a few hours."

"Wait, come back!" Clea exclaimed.

But there was no reply, Celica was already out the door that closed behind her.

Clea sighed and walked to the living room to find Al holding a liquor bottle that was close to being empty, with the TV on that was showing a kids TV channel.

"HOW COME GARGOYLES CAN BE STATUES AND LIVE FOR A THOUSAND YEARS?! ARE THE CARTOON WRITERS ON DRUGS?!" Al yelled at the screen.

"It's okay...just gotta put up with this until she sees me or passes out from being drunk." Clea said to herself before sitting next to her.

Unfortunately for Clea, it was only going to get worse as the time passed by with nothing but kid shows and Al's drunken behavior as company.

"OH MY GOD! MONSTERS ARE DIGITAL?! WHAT ASSHOLE THOUGHT THAT WAS A GOOD IDEA?!" Al yelled as her drunken stupor continued.


"BEARS LIVE IN THE WOODS! THEY DON'T SING AND CREATE F***ING RAINBOWS!"


"JAUNE?! CARDIN?! WHAT KIND OF STUPID NAMES ARE THOSE?! I HOPE THEY GET BLASTED INTO THE VACUUM OF SPACE!"


"YOU DON'T F***ING CHANGE GREEN BY WEARING A MASK. WHY ARE THEY FUNDING THIS BULLSHIT?!"


"COME UP WITH MORE CREATIVE NAMES, DINOSAUR TRAIN! MR. CONDUCTOR IS A TWO FOOT TALL STORYTELLER AT SHINING TIME STATION, NOT A F***ING PTERODACTYL!"


"MONSTERS DON'T LIVE IN TRASH CANS! COME ON STUPID PUPPETS, GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER!"


"DOGS DON'T GO TO HEAVEN! THEY GO TO THE UNDERWORLD AND I'M GONNA SEND YOU THERE!"

That alone was what encouraged Al to jump to the TV screen and point at the dog on screen.

Meanwhile, Clea's appearance had become the worst for wear, the colour from her face had almost drained and her hair had lost its style somewhat. Her face had a an expression like she was about to go insane herself. Suddenly, she heard a door open and close with a loud thud. She got up and left the living room.

"Wooohoooo, I'm hoooome!" Celica called, slightly drunk.

"Oh thank god you're back!" Clea replied as she hugged her tightly.

Celica was taken back by her sudden hug. "Ooooh my! I loooove yoooou toooooo, pretty girl!"

Clea sniffed and pulled away. "Oh geez, did you really sneak into that bar?"

"I only had j-just the one...I swear I...I didn't...didn't steal that bottle from the other guy who...asked me out."

Clea frowned. "Oh god...tell me you didn't..."

Celica threw her arms in the air. "AND THEN WE MADE OUT IN THE ALLEYWAAAAAAAAY!"

"Umm...wow, so much for your purity." Clea folded her arms. "Well, unless it was just a one night stand, congrats, I guess?"

"SHELICA!" Al called from the living room. "COULD YOU COME IN HERE AND TELL THIS KASHOU GUY IS AN ASSHOLE?!"

Celica stumbled near the living room. "Isssss it the one where he openssssss a bakery and getssss six nekossss for the price of onnnnnne?"

Clea's face was blank and declared. "I'm going to hibernate...wake me up when it's Summer time, will you!"

"But it's alweady Juwy!" Celica slurred.

Clea groaned as she went into her room. "Hence, why I said Summer time!"


And done, along with the many references I'm sure some of you will be able to find.

Also, don't worry, Clea will get payback in a future chapter. I'll have you know that I'm not that cruel. ;)