Okay, so obviously I've never had any experience with alcohol at all, so I'm really winging it here, I do know how strong some are compared to others so I hope it's decent! XD

Oh Dear, This Might Be A Problem (New Series)

Bree- Has a very high tolerance for alcohol, but she's a very vulnerable and giggly drunk. When she's not being vulnerable and timid she's giggling at anything and everything.

Jay- Has a high tolerance (not even close to being as high as Bree's) but he's a very affectionate and emotional drunk with no filter from his brain to his mouth.

Cynthia- Cynthia's tolerance is pretty decent, and she's a silent drunk. When she's actually drunk she's very quiet and rather care free when it comes to Leon, she's much bolder and has a habit of cuddling against him before she passes out.

Leon- Despite Leon's body weight and size, he's a decently light weight, meaning he can't handle his alcohol very well. He's a klutz of a drunk with a heavy dose of anxiety and humor, meaning his balance is very off, his thoughts are completely muddled, and he gets frightened that Cynthia will leave him.

Holly- Holly rarely ever drinks, but she has a low tolerance and she is a care free drunk, meaning she's pretty happy with whatever.

Spiked Drinks?... Well that's an Issue

Cynthia, Leon- 19

Bree, Holly, and Jay- 20

Haliah, Paige- 20 ½

Brendon, Trystan- 21

Hazel, Fin- 18 ½

"What's up with Brendon?" Paige asked her sister curiously as she watched Brendon act like a complete idiot. Paige herself was dressed in a pale green knee length dress with her hair up in a bun with curled tendrils hanging around her face.

"Is he drunk?" Trystan, Paige's boyfriend, asked, as he approached Paige and her friends, he looked concerned at the creamy haired man, "I swear he wasn't like that when I picked him up from his dorm." Trystan, like the smart guy he was, was wearing a white long sleeve button down shirt, pale green tie, black slacks, and a black suit coat. He had also exchanged his green rimmed glasses for a pair of rectangular rimmed black glasses and his hair was styled neatly.

Haliah sighed, watching her boyfriend lumber over to them through amused green eyes, "I don't know why he would be but he's sure acting like it." Haliah's outfit consisted of a thin strapped green sundress with white sandals and her hair was up in a pretty fancy braid.

"Hi gorgeous," Brendon drawled as he wrapped an arm around Haliah's shoulders, his attention focused on Haliah alone. His outfit was a black shirt, green tie, and black slacks with his hair styled a bit messily.

"Someone probably spiked the punch," Holly said, pointing out the near obvious. She was standing with Finli, dressed in a light green blouse and black ankle length skirt with her hair down and loose.

Cynthia made her way over to them and hid behind Holly, "hide me!" she yelped, ducking behind the shorter girl. Cynthia was dressed in a strapless royal blue ankle length dress with her hair down besides the tiny twin braids that went behind her head and kept her hair from getting in her face. (Does anyone recognize the dress? I'll give you a hint, it's in a singing chapter!)

"Uh, why?" Holly asked and moved away from her friend, green eyes highly confused.

Cynthia stiffened as Leon approached her from behind, "Leon's acting like he's drunk!" She hissed as her blonde haired husband wrapped his arms around her from behind and mumbled something in her ear. Cynthia blushed scarlet at whatever Leon said and pretended that she wasn't red in the face despite the embarrassment shining in her blue eyes.

"I bet Tyler did it." Paige sighed, and she looked pityingly at her black haired sister who's face was getting redder by the second.

Jay rolled his eyes, "It's obviously him. And," he added, swiping a cup before bringing it up to his nose, "it reeks of alcohol."

At Jay's words, they pulled their drinks up to their noses and sniffed them. "I can't smell it," Brendon whined to Haliah before he buried his nose in his girlfriend's blonde hair.

"I can," Holly retorted as she wrinkled her nose. "Yuck."

Cynthia looked very miserable and highly embarrassed, she was not a fan of a drunk Leon, especially when she couldn't drink anything here in case it was spiked.

Jay directed his blind gaze toward his cup and glared at it before he shrugged and drained it.

"Jay!" Bree spluttered, staring at him through shocked amber eyes, "You just said it was spiked!"

Jay shrugged and leaned against her wheelchair in his usual position, "high tolerance."

"More like medium tolerance," Bree mumbled, not looking forward to having to deal with her fiancé later when he had a hangover.

"No promises," Jay grunted.

"You're sleeping out on the couch, I'm locking the bedroom door," Bree mumbled and the group giggled slightly at her remark, knowing full well she was going to do it.

Haliah's green eyes then widened slightly and she quickly looked at her highly embarrassed sister. "You didn't drink any of it right Cindy?"

Cynthia shook her head. "No, I have no intentions to drink or eat anything here." With her and Leon's three-month-old baby girl at her mother's, while they were at their college's party that Cynthia hadn't wanted to go to, Cynthia had a very good reason to keep away from all of the food and not eat or drink anything that was provided. Cynthia turned her head toward Leon's, looking at him at the corner of her eye with her face still a brink pink. "Do I even want to know what you were up to while I was with Hannah for a few minutes?" She looked thoughtful for a second before she amended her statement, "while I was with Hannah for about ten minutes?."

Leon's smile widened and he cuddled Cynthia against his body, hunching his shoulders slightly, looping his arms more snugly around her waist, and resting his forehead on one of her shoulders. "I had a contest with Brendon." He giggled.

Cynthia gawked at him, "excuse me? You did not just say what I thought you said."

The others looked alarmed, a drinking contest between Leon and Brendon? That was just asking for trouble, even if the drinks used were just spiked.

Leon giggled, "I had a contest with Brendon, I wish you had been on my team, then I wouldn't have lost."

"A simple contest caused both of them to be this drunk?" Haliah blanched from where Brendon was simply watching her, a soft look in his jade green eyes.

"Jay, did you figure out what it was spiked with?" Holly asked her twin who grunted and disappeared to get another cup so he could find out.

Bree groaned and covered her face with her hands, "great…" It was well known throughout their small group that she had a really sensitive palette in regards to most foods and drinks alike. Plus it didn't hurt that she had a very high tolerance to alcohol. The brunette had only been drunk a handful of times, once because she was challenged a very long contest of shots(the only time she lost, and only because the other guy cheated) and another time because Jay was experimenting for no reason than because he wanted to and mixed up some home made drink that had the poor cripple giggling and hiccuping for hours.

"Leon, how far did you get in the contest?" Cynthia tentatively asked Leon, not really sure she wanted to know that answer.

Leon heard her reluctant tone and mumbled his answer, feeling slightly ashamed, "eleven."

Cynthia spluttered, "good grief! You know you have a poor tolerance, Leon!"

"I know," Leon muttered before he whined, "I forgot you couldn't come help me!"

Cynthia sighed and rolled her eyes, she then muttered under her breath, "I wouldn't have gotten involved anyway."

Jay returned a moment later and gave Bree the nearly completely full cup who glanced down at it before narrowing her eyes at him.

"I'm not drinking this entire thing, Jay," Bree said sharply with a slight glare, "and quit trying to get me intoxicated."

Jay rolled his eyes and huffed grumpily, "I never said you had to drink it all, I'll finish it."

Bree narrowed her eyes more, there was no way she was going to let Jay drink anymore, she'd rather knock herself out than deal with him drunk while she was sober. "You put me in a corner." She grunted irritably, clearly living with him was causing his attitude to rub off on her.

Jay cracked a slightly smug smirk, "I know."

"You are soo sleeping on the couch," Bree muttered before she raised the cup and reluctantly sipped it for a few moments. She then shivered and made a face, "ugh, well I know why Leon's drunk."

"Would you mind telling me why?" Cynthia huffed as she dealt with Leon's bear embrace.

"Let's just say it's really strong."

"What is it Bree," Holly sighed with a roll of her eyes.

Bree opened her mouth to respond before she looked sharply up at Jay, "no wonder your perfectly fine downing this stuff."

Jay flashed a brief cheeky grin, which made Bree and his siblings a little worried, clearly someone

"It's been spiked with Jay's favorite." Bree sighed and everyone stiffened, Jay's personal favorite was Vodka, a rather strong drink.

Cynthia looked over at Leon who giggled, "yup!"

Bree then grimaced before she reluctantly downed the cup Jay had given her, not giving him a chance to drink the rest of it. She coughed afterward and didn't look particularly happy with what Jay had made her do.

"Looks like I'm driving," Holly snorted. She lived in the same apartment complex as Bree and Jay, in fact, she was on the same floor as them while Cynthia and Leon lived in a different complex with a bigger apartment.

"I can," Bree responded breezily, "that little won't do a thing."

"Still, I'm driving." Holly insisted and Bree sighed.

"Fine."

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"Cyndy," Leon giggled and brushed her ear with his nose, "can you show Lixa to Fin?" He asked hopefully, hugging her even tighter. "I wanna show 'im our princess."

Cynthia groaned and muttered, "I forgot how bad Leon is when he's drunk," Leon then gave a hurt whimper into her neck and she quickly amened her statement, "don't take offense Leon, and maybe later when you're able to think straight." They were trying to leave, well Cynthia was. She had other things to do than deal with Leon's drunkenness like this and watch Jay bicker with Bree.

"No!" Leon complained as Cynthia continued to help him toward the entrance of the media room. "Fin wan's to see Lixa!"

"Not right now Leon."

Leon stubbornly refused to move, "then we're no' leavin'!"

Cynthia sighed and pulled out her phone before she dialed her mother's number. She tucked the phone between her shoulder and ear and continued helping Leon out toward the commons where she could hopefully get her bag and give him something to counter the alcohol. Her mom picked up as she reached the entrance to the commons.

"Hello? Is something wrong Cynthia?"

"Ugh, if you mean by someone spiking everything you can drink here then yes."

"Hi Sarah," Leon giggled when he heard her voice, "Cyndy's preddy."

Cynthia rolled her eyes, removed his arms from around her shoulder and dumped her giggly husband into one of the comfortable chairs in the commons. "Ignore him, he's not able to think correctly at the current moment."

"I can tell," Sarah's voice was a little amused, "you didn't drink anything did you?"

"Why does everyone think I did?" Cynthia huffed indignantly and wrinkled her nose, "I'm no fool! I wouldn't drink anything with the fact that I literally just had Lixa a few months ago!"

Leon looked up at Cynthia, a mildly concerned expression crossing his face, "Don't be mad Cyn," he mildly slurred, "I know you wouldn't."

Sarah chuckled, "just making sure Cynthia. Now, did you need me for something?"

"Yeah, Leon's refusing to leave until I let him hold Lixa, can you by chance swing by with her? I'm trying to get this lunatic back to our apartment but clearly, he's not drunk enough to not be stubborn." Cynthia huffed as she rummaged through her bag and found her water bottle. "Here Leon, drink some of this," she coaxed as she started to twist the cap off, "you need to get something else into your system."

"Of course, as long as you don't really let him hold her," Sarah responded, "and I'm guessing Leon is the one who drove?"

"Yeah, he wanted to test the new brakes he put in his truck… Woah Leon!" Cynthia cut herself off abruptly as Leon slid his arms around her waist and swiftly pulled her down to be sitting in his lap, his nose nearly brushing hers.

"Cynthia are you alright?" Sarah asked her daughter in worry.

"Yeah, Leon just pulled me into his lap and startled me," Cynthia responded before she wrinkled her nose and used one hand to push his face away from hers, keeping a distance between them. "And his breath smells like alcohol which is disgusting." She continued to twist off the cap of her water bottle.

"Alright, I'll be there in a few minutes, do I need to take anyone else?"

"No, Leon, Brendon Bree, and Jay are the only ones who ingested any of the spiked drinks. Leon and Brendon had a contest, which is why Leon is very out of it, Jay had Bree test what it was spiked with, and he just drank some to spite her." Cynthia said with exasperation and handed Leon her water bottle, "there is no way you are getting close to my face until you drink this Leon."

"I'll be right there Cynthia, your timing is actually perfect, Lixa should be waking up in a bit."

Cynthia groaned, "right, I forgot about that, see you then, text me when you get here."

Leon gave a goodbye as well, "Bye!" He nearly yelled in Cynthia's ear before he took her water bottle and quickly drained it.

Cynthia flinched away from him, "ow! You don't need to yell in my ear! I need to be able to hear!" She snapped at him before she quickly texted Hazel to bring Fin over so that she could show him Lixa and then she and Leon could go home.

Hazel arrived a few moments later with her boyfriend, one of Fin's arms thrown over her shoulders, while she was hunching slightly so she was Fin's height. Usually, the girl was shorter than the guy, but Hazel was at least two inches taller than Fin. "So what's this about meeting Lixa?" She asked as she deposited Fin into the soft chair next to Leon.

Cynthia managed to shove Leon's arms off and stood up, "Leon is refusing to leave until Fin meets his daughter Lixa, so I had to convince my mom to bring Lixa over and pick up Leon since my car's not here."

Hazel chuckled, "well aren't we just lucky? We've got a pair of idiots for our significant others."

Cynthia cracked a grin, "totally." Her phone buzzed in her bag and she quickly checked it before she tucked it away, "I'll be right back, I have to go get Lixa."

Leon perked up considerably, "Lixa?"

Cynthia rolled her eyes, "yes Leon, I'm going to get Lixa really quick, I'll be right back."

Leon looked slightly scared, "but wha' if you no come back?" he stumbled over the words.

Cynthia let out a long sigh before she heaved Leon back to his feet, "fine, but there is no way you are holding her, you can hardly stand up."

Leon nodded happily, "okay!"

Cynthia and Leon slowly made their way to the doors, Hazel and Fin on their heels as Sarah got Lixa out of the car, the baby girl was currently sniffling.

The sound made Cynthia uneasy, Lixa had been fussy for a while but it had stopped last night, which was why Leon had even managed to drag her to the party. Cynthia's mothering instincts flared when Lixa actually started to cry, the baby girl clearly unhappy about something or other.

Concern flooded Leon's expression and he caught the way Cynthia forced herself to keep helping Leon and not rush over to her daughter and find out what was wrong. "Go," He mumbled and withdrew his arm from around her shoulders to prop himself against one of the nearby pillars, glassy amber eyes softening at Cynthia's conflicted look. "I'm okay."

Cynthia studied him for a short moment before she did as he asked and quickly jogged over to her mother before she took her daughter in her arms. Cradling Lixa in one arm Cynthia gently tickled her stomach with her free hand and cooed softly.

Lixa's crying died to sniffles as she looked at her mother, round hazel eyes looking innocently up at her mother. She reached up and awkwardly wrapped her small fingers around Cynthia's cat necklace that Leon had given to her back when he had asked her to save a dance for him when they were sixteen.

Cynthia took Lixa's blanket from Sarah and tucked it around her daughter, making sure she was alright before she took her to where Hazel was with the two boys. "Don't touch her just yet," she requested as she approached them, "she's still pretty young."

Hazel smiled and looked at the blonde haired infant, "how old is she?"

Leon smiled at his daughter, leaning against Cynthia for support as he clumsily adjusted his daughter's blanket more snugly around her tiny shoulders. "Fin, dis is Lixa, shes's my princess." He slurred slightly.

Fin's bright green eyes gleamed cheerfully, "She's cute," he then looked at Cynthia and smiled, "Lixa's pretty like yu Cindy."

"Thank you Fin, and she's three months, thirteen weeks."

"She's beautiful," Hazel smiled at the set of new parents.

Cynthia smiled before she looked over at her husband, "can we leave now Leon? I have a few other things I need to do tonight."

Leon nodded with a grin, "yah, we can 'eave now."

Thank StarClan!

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(Later with Bree and Jay)

Bree unlocked the front door of their apartment and went inside, her arms burned, after carrying a rather tipsy Jay on her lap up three flights of stairs, her arms felt like lead.

Jay mumbled under his breath as he staggered into the house, "are you really locking your door?" He asked in a mumble.

"You better believe it." Bree responded coolly, "I want to sleep and I don't want you fidgeting all night with the gunk in your system."

Jay thought for a moment and his blind eyes followed her as she put her keys, water bottle, and shoulder bag on the table and started rolling down to her and Jay's room. Jay jogged over to her, scooped her up and out of her wheelchair, and dropped down on the couch, lying on his back with Bree pinned to his chest.

"Really Jay?" Bree huffed, her voice highly muffled by Jay's shirt. "I'm not supposed to be sleeping out here, you are!"

Jay shrugs his shoulders and simply threw a blanket over top of them both.

"You're a pain," Bree muttered, her voice still muffled by Jay's shirt.

"I know," Jay responded and made his hold more comfortable for both of them. "But you love me anyway."

"Unfortunately." Bree sighed and reluctantly got comfortable, knowing that Jay wasn't going to let her up will morning and he had a hangover.