The Time of Drunks: Part 2

"Thrall, in the past," Drift explained, "was once a slave to the humans. He was placed in the slave encampments with many other orcs-"

"Where's my cig?" Resdlen interrupted loudly, with his cigar hanging out of his mouth. The effects of the Darkmoon Special Reserve hadn't quite worn off.

"It's up your butt!" Fliflax screamed, also a victim of the beverage. Oktago was still lying on the ground, unconscious. He couldn't handle alcohol as well as the other two could, and even they couldn't handle it whatsoever.

"Anyway," Drift continued, "They kept him as a prisoner, but as you know, he-"

"Where are my freaking pets?" Oktago screamed, slightly lifting his head off the ground.

"You didn't bring any pets!" Nordelei responded, but Oktago didn't catch this. He was already unconscious again.

"Anyway," Drift started yet again, the annoyance clear in his voice, "He has to escape because he is in Orgrimmar now, in the present. A human girl was supposed to break Thrall out, but she has not come, and-"

"So," Resdlen interrupted once again, "what you're saying is that you guys lost my cig?"

"Maybe it went up your butthole!" Fliflax screamed, followed by sudden squealing. He ceased the screaming and started to dance.

"Wait!" Oktago said, starting to stand up, "Why are we in these caverns?"

"I've been asking dat for hours!" Resdlen said, looking at Yeow for answers.

She sent a stun spell at Resdlen and Fliflax, putting them to sleep.

"Anyway," Drift said, the frustration very clearly shown, "Thrall was supposed to be saved by a human named Taretha. She has not come, and we need you to save him instead."

"Let's go…hic!" Oktago screamed, stumbling around like a drunk (in all fairness, he was drunk at the moment). Yeow unstunned Fliflax and Resdlen, dragging them as they walked through the portal into the past.

"To the encampment!" Nordelei screamed, summoning his Archerus Deathcharger and riding to where the slaves were held. Yeow followed on her talbuk, Oktago on his war bear, Resdlen on his raptor, and Fliflax on his kodo. On their way, they had to stop many times to make Resdlen quit "hugging" the animals with his Starsurge.

They made it too the encampment in one piece, with the exclusion of Resdlen, who ended up in a total of seven pieces. Outside, Yeow put Resdlen back together and prepared to invade the camp.

"Hey," Nordelei realized, "I think the alcohol has worn off of these guy!" He turned to see Yeow's backpack open, her looking frantically at the others, and each of them taking long drinks from the bottle. Nordelei took the bottle and scolded each of them in a cruel and personal way. He then looked at the bottle and took a long drink.

"What are you doing?" Yeow screamed, knocking the bottle onto the ground, shattering it.

"I was thirsty!" Nordelei said. Smiling, he added, "I don'ts da think that it might not be possibly not be having a possibly impossible effect with the monkeys and such!" Yeow was looking at the sad group she was stuck with. Nordelei was smiling and stumbling around like a lovestruck idiot, Oktago was licking the ground where the bottle fell, Resdlen was chewing his cigar (don't try this at home, kids), and Fliflax was mumbling to himself.

"You know what?" she said, "I'll help Thrall escape on my own. Okay?" The four nodded with blank expressions, not having any idea of what she was talking about. She sighed and started to talk slower, "I'm going to save the orc-men, okay?"

"Why didn't you say that earlier, question mark?" Nordelei said, actually saying the words "question mark".

Yeow sighed again and said, "You go to town, and don't kill anybody. Just hang out there while I save the orcs, okay?" They nodded, mounted, and rode off toward Southshore. Yeow cracked her neck. She was going in.

As the drunken quartet walked in the vicinity of Southshore, they were instantly transformed into humans. Once the transformation happened, Fliflax wiggled around uncomfortably. Human and tauren anatomy were VERY different. They walked around, the citizens looking weirdly at them. They were stumbling, chewing on cigars, and mumbling to themselves.

They walked into the inn, immediately going toward the bar. They each ordered 6 beers. By the end of their drinking, Oktago was on the ground once again, Resdlen was screaming at people about his cigar, Nordelei had tied up multiple people thinking they were the Scourge, and Fliflax was dancing and smashing everything in the room. Fliflax started to take his mind back from the drinks, only to order four more beers.

Resdlen walked outside of the inn with his "borrowed" fishing pole and tried to catch fish in the grass. He got pretty upset when he couldn't, spouting some very harsh terms. He then started to hear an interesting conversation from the fishermen. Resdlen (under alcohol's control) thought they were pretty stupid for fishing in the water, but he was paying more attention to what they were saying.

"Hal…" one of them said.

"Yea, Nat?" Hal answered.

"Had that dream again last night…" Nat replied.

"Which one?"

"This one's real grim…" Nat started, "So the king's kid, Arthas… Well, he goes out to battle evil, along with Uther… But tragically, Arthas is consumed by the evil and becomes evil himself… Well, he comes back to the king pretendin' to be nice, draws his sword, and runs the king through, elbow to… well you know… kills him on the spot." Hal shook his head and said, "Shut up and fish, Nat."

Oktago felt the alcohol putting him to sleep again, but right before he fell into unconsciousness, he heard one word: Ashbringer...

Yeow and Thrall rode to Tarren Mill under Thrall's request that they find Taretha. He had expected Taretha, not Yeow. They arrived at the inn at Tarren and, walking in, they discovered Taretha stuck in a cage of shadow. She was frozen in time, and a booming voice came from behind them.

"If you wish to save your friend," the voice said, "come out here and face me!"

Thrall and Yeow walked out, thinking they were prepared for whatever stood before them. They weren't. An immense Infinite Dragonflight flew above them. He smiled and charged toward them. They jumped out of the way. The drake blew a breath of silver that killed the grass it went over. Thrall jumped over the breath, and landed a hard hit with his mace on top of the Dragonflight. It jerked its head upward, catching Thrall's arm in the silver breath. The drake stopped breathing altogether as Thrall crawled over to Yeow, holding over his arm, a fierce look of pain upon his face.

Yeow pulled Thrall over to her and initiated a resurrection spell. It wasn't really much of a resurrection spell, usually only resurrecting people who were near death, but hopefully this one could resurrect an arm even if the rest of the body was alive. She tried multiple times, but could not complete the process.

"No need for that," she heard Drift say, flying towards her. He landed next to Thrall and blew a gust of bronze air towards his arm, healing it fully. Taretha walked out of the inn, dazed and disoriented. Then both her and Thrall stood stiffly in a position, frozen in time. Yeow looked with a questioning gaze at Drift.

"Their memories are being replaced with what was supposed to happen on this day," he explained. Both him and Yeow were transported instantly back to the Caverns of Time. Next to them were the other four, starting to look less drunk.

"Oh," Drift remembered, "I just remembered. The leader of us here at the Caverns has asked for your permission for me to travel with you!"

Yeow smiled and nodded saying, "You have my permission." She looked at the others.

"Ya, man. He can come with us," Resdlen said.

"As long as he doesn't cause any trouble," Fliflax said.

"Yeah," Nordelei said.

"MONKEYS!" Oktago said as he fell to the ground.

"I think that's a yes," Yeow said.

This is Groose again. Next chapter will be written by Raudhr again!