Sicktember 4: Hogan's Heroes

by katbybee

This is part of a series of multi-fandom stories for the Sicktember 2022 Challenge. This time out the prompt was "Hangover." I own nothing, but my dog owns me. Reviews appreciated. I hope you like it.

Andrew Carter groaned. He had a beaut of a hangover. And it was all Newkirk's fault. If Peter hadn't insisted on the detour through Klink's wine cellar, they would have been fine. But no, he had to grab the wine on their way out. And it was lousy wine at that. But they drank it anyway. And to add injury to insult, they got caught and thrown in the cooler. So here they were, in the cooler and hungover. And it was all Newkirk's fault. Carter proceeded to tell him so.

"My fault? I didn't make you drink the bloody wine, mate. That's on you."

Carter had no answer to that…he would have, but his head hurt too much.

Newkirk seemed satisfied with the silence. "One nice thing about you with a hangover. It keeps you quiet. Now go to sleep. You'll feel better when you wake up."

"Gee, thanks Pete, you're all heart."

"Anytime, mate, anytime."

The End

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