Disclaimer: I don't own the G-boys, but I guess I "own" Sully.
G-Boys Drinking Contest
It was a gloomy, foggy and down right miserable August night that day. People's spirits were low, but not the Gundam boys. They had all biked down from the cottage in the Irish hills near Dublin to a tavern that was said to have the finest ale in all of Ireland. What were they doing in Ireland? They were stalking their girls! Of course! Relena had invited Hilde, Sally and Catherine to Ireland for a week. So the boys had rented a 3-bedroom cottage near the sea, and one that was so close to the girls', they could take a pair of binoculars and watch every move they made near the windows. What bliss for the guys. Anyway, the girls had gone into Dublin to shop, so the guys went to the Hog's Table Inn and Brewery, where they sat at the bar, guzzling down fresh ale and whiskey.
"Well my friends! What a night so far! What do you think Heero?" Duo asked in a slightly drunken stupor.
"Shut the hell up asshole, or I'll kill you," Heero mumbled, then sipped at his first beer of the night.
"Touchy. touchy. whee," Duo reeled around the room and landed with a thud on the floor.
"Well damn Quatre, Du-," Trowa managed to say before a local barged into the tavern.
"Hey Charley, gimme the regular," the bald, bearded man said to the bartender.
"Coming right up Sully lad," Charley the Bartender replied, "I hope your not planning on going on a binge tonight, you're already way over your tab."
"Aww c'mon Charley old bud, you wouldn't throw out your number one patron now would you?" Sullivan O'McHenry said.
"Guess not Sully, here's your double scotch on the rocks."
Over in the background, Trowa was whispering something to Wufei and Quatre, when Sully looked over, and caught sight of these boys loitering around.
"Well hot damn! Little kiddies! Hey you four, wanna have a little contest?" O'McHenry asked through the dimly lit room. Heero glanced over at the older man, nodded his head, then he looked over at his four partially sober companions. They shrugged as a response. "So what's it gonna be boy?"
"Ok, what's the contest old man?" Heero retorted.
"Whoever can drink the most of this fine Scotch will win one thousand Euros," Sully said with a mischievous grin.
"You're shitting us sir!" Quatre exclaimed, nearly tipping over a small bowl of snack mix.
"We'll do it," Heero said blatantly. And so the great Gundam Drinking contest began!
Shot after shot, bottle after bottle, the boys and Sully swallowed down the stiff drinks. Of course, Quatre was the first to withdraw, being the sissy that he was. Then Trowa withdrew after passing out onto the floor. Quatre was nursing a cup of coffee as he dragged Trowa to a chair. Duo came to and sat up.
"What the.? Why'd no one invite me to the party?" he mumbled as he rubbed his head. "Gimme a chance in the party."
"Hiccup, right kid, you can join in," Sully grumbled. So they guys drank on, Duo passed out again soon after, then Wufei withdrew. He grabbed a handful of peanuts from a bowl sitting on the counter, shoved them in his mouth, then he ran to the bathroom. Heero and Sully kept going head to head, shot to shot. Then the unexpected happened. On the fifth shot of the seventh bottle, Sully gave up. He glanced up at Heero, who still had a calm look upon his face.
"Give up old man?" Heero said with no signs of giving up.
"Fine. you win," Sully said with a failed expression showing through his beard. He dropped a wad of Euros on the counter, handed a few more coins and bills to Charley, then drunkenly staggered out of the bar. As Sully stumbled down the road to his flat, he bumped into Relena and her friends, they were laden with shopping bags.
"Ello there lassies! Top of the evening to you." Sully uttered as he limped past.
"Hi," the girls said in nearly perfect unison.
"Hey look up there! There's a pub! Let's go grab a stiff one, I'm wiped!" Hilde exclaimed.
"Oh sure Hilde! I'm up for that," Relena said. They slowly made their way up to the dark pub on that gloomy night. They saw five bicycles leaning against the wall, and wondered who they might find. They walked inside to find Duo passed out at the bar, Wufei returning from the bathroom, Trowa and Quatre dozing at a table, and Heero sipping a cup of coffee. The bar counter was a disaster, and there were countless empty bottles of Scotch at one end of the bar.
Wufei saw the girls first, as he was walking toward the table nearest the door. "Uh guys, I think we're in some trouble."
Trowa looked up sleepily from table, glanced at Catherine and mumbled a few incoherent words, then set his head back down on the table. Catherine glared angrily at the circus performer, then whispered something to Relena and Hilde. Sally, on the other hand, was helping Wufei get him sobered up.
"What the Hell were you doing Wufei?" Sally asked sternly.
"Don't ask. me. talk to Heero," Wufei replied.
"Well fine, Relena, go talk with Heero, I think he's the problem here." Heero looked over from the bar, finished his cup of coffee and walked over to Relena in his green tank top and grayish pants.
"How about we grab a room and spend the night here babe," Heero said with the smell of Scotch on his breath.
"Heero! Are you drunk?!" Relena gasped.
"What do you think, why don't we head upstairs and find out," Heero dryly said.
"Uh, Heero! Snap out of it!" Relena said.
"Relena, let's just grab a few drinks, we've been deprived of having some serious relaxing time all day!" Hilde said with some excitement in her voice. "It's not going to kill us!"
"Well, O.K. Hilde, what do you say Catherine? Sally?"
G-Boys Drinking Contest
It was a gloomy, foggy and down right miserable August night that day. People's spirits were low, but not the Gundam boys. They had all biked down from the cottage in the Irish hills near Dublin to a tavern that was said to have the finest ale in all of Ireland. What were they doing in Ireland? They were stalking their girls! Of course! Relena had invited Hilde, Sally and Catherine to Ireland for a week. So the boys had rented a 3-bedroom cottage near the sea, and one that was so close to the girls', they could take a pair of binoculars and watch every move they made near the windows. What bliss for the guys. Anyway, the girls had gone into Dublin to shop, so the guys went to the Hog's Table Inn and Brewery, where they sat at the bar, guzzling down fresh ale and whiskey.
"Well my friends! What a night so far! What do you think Heero?" Duo asked in a slightly drunken stupor.
"Shut the hell up asshole, or I'll kill you," Heero mumbled, then sipped at his first beer of the night.
"Touchy. touchy. whee," Duo reeled around the room and landed with a thud on the floor.
"Well damn Quatre, Du-," Trowa managed to say before a local barged into the tavern.
"Hey Charley, gimme the regular," the bald, bearded man said to the bartender.
"Coming right up Sully lad," Charley the Bartender replied, "I hope your not planning on going on a binge tonight, you're already way over your tab."
"Aww c'mon Charley old bud, you wouldn't throw out your number one patron now would you?" Sullivan O'McHenry said.
"Guess not Sully, here's your double scotch on the rocks."
Over in the background, Trowa was whispering something to Wufei and Quatre, when Sully looked over, and caught sight of these boys loitering around.
"Well hot damn! Little kiddies! Hey you four, wanna have a little contest?" O'McHenry asked through the dimly lit room. Heero glanced over at the older man, nodded his head, then he looked over at his four partially sober companions. They shrugged as a response. "So what's it gonna be boy?"
"Ok, what's the contest old man?" Heero retorted.
"Whoever can drink the most of this fine Scotch will win one thousand Euros," Sully said with a mischievous grin.
"You're shitting us sir!" Quatre exclaimed, nearly tipping over a small bowl of snack mix.
"We'll do it," Heero said blatantly. And so the great Gundam Drinking contest began!
Shot after shot, bottle after bottle, the boys and Sully swallowed down the stiff drinks. Of course, Quatre was the first to withdraw, being the sissy that he was. Then Trowa withdrew after passing out onto the floor. Quatre was nursing a cup of coffee as he dragged Trowa to a chair. Duo came to and sat up.
"What the.? Why'd no one invite me to the party?" he mumbled as he rubbed his head. "Gimme a chance in the party."
"Hiccup, right kid, you can join in," Sully grumbled. So they guys drank on, Duo passed out again soon after, then Wufei withdrew. He grabbed a handful of peanuts from a bowl sitting on the counter, shoved them in his mouth, then he ran to the bathroom. Heero and Sully kept going head to head, shot to shot. Then the unexpected happened. On the fifth shot of the seventh bottle, Sully gave up. He glanced up at Heero, who still had a calm look upon his face.
"Give up old man?" Heero said with no signs of giving up.
"Fine. you win," Sully said with a failed expression showing through his beard. He dropped a wad of Euros on the counter, handed a few more coins and bills to Charley, then drunkenly staggered out of the bar. As Sully stumbled down the road to his flat, he bumped into Relena and her friends, they were laden with shopping bags.
"Ello there lassies! Top of the evening to you." Sully uttered as he limped past.
"Hi," the girls said in nearly perfect unison.
"Hey look up there! There's a pub! Let's go grab a stiff one, I'm wiped!" Hilde exclaimed.
"Oh sure Hilde! I'm up for that," Relena said. They slowly made their way up to the dark pub on that gloomy night. They saw five bicycles leaning against the wall, and wondered who they might find. They walked inside to find Duo passed out at the bar, Wufei returning from the bathroom, Trowa and Quatre dozing at a table, and Heero sipping a cup of coffee. The bar counter was a disaster, and there were countless empty bottles of Scotch at one end of the bar.
Wufei saw the girls first, as he was walking toward the table nearest the door. "Uh guys, I think we're in some trouble."
Trowa looked up sleepily from table, glanced at Catherine and mumbled a few incoherent words, then set his head back down on the table. Catherine glared angrily at the circus performer, then whispered something to Relena and Hilde. Sally, on the other hand, was helping Wufei get him sobered up.
"What the Hell were you doing Wufei?" Sally asked sternly.
"Don't ask. me. talk to Heero," Wufei replied.
"Well fine, Relena, go talk with Heero, I think he's the problem here." Heero looked over from the bar, finished his cup of coffee and walked over to Relena in his green tank top and grayish pants.
"How about we grab a room and spend the night here babe," Heero said with the smell of Scotch on his breath.
"Heero! Are you drunk?!" Relena gasped.
"What do you think, why don't we head upstairs and find out," Heero dryly said.
"Uh, Heero! Snap out of it!" Relena said.
"Relena, let's just grab a few drinks, we've been deprived of having some serious relaxing time all day!" Hilde said with some excitement in her voice. "It's not going to kill us!"
"Well, O.K. Hilde, what do you say Catherine? Sally?"