Disclaimer: Still not mine.
Notes: A less frivolous version of Drunk!Alexis. Or the Castle version of Beer Bad.
Alexis shut the door as quietly as she could and tip-toed toward the stairs.
"You know I can arrest you right?"
She spun quickly and went pale. "Kate... you're still up."
"Yeah. You smell like you bathed in beer, Alexis."
"What? Pffft... no, not me. I'm a good girl." Alexis shook her head and stumbled at the action.
"God, you can barely even stand up, Alexis. How much did you have?"
"I'm not drunk!" she barked.
"If you actually WANT to wake your dad up, try that again. How much did you have to drink?"
"Like two beers."
"Try again, or I really will consider arresting you."
"No you won't. Dad would send you packing," she sneered.
"Answer her, Alexis."
"Da-Dad?"
"How much did you drink?" he asked stepping in behind Kate.
"You're asking me, how much I've had to drink? Really, Dad? It's meeeeee, Daddy."
"I can smell the beer from over here, Alexis. You're already grounded, so answer the question."
Alexis rolled her eyes and went upstairs.
Alexis woke up to slamming doors, and groaned into her pillow.
"You're lucky he's just slamming doors. He wanted to wake you up with a pot and a wooden spoon."
"GoawayKateIfeelawful."
"Good, you should feel awful. Especially after the attitude you pulled last night," she replied placing the water glass and bottle of aspirin on the bedside table.
"I'm never drinking again."
"Probably a good call, Alexis. I'm going to go downstairs and try and stop your Dad from making anymore noise."
"Thanks, Kate," Alexis replied as the woman slipped silently back out of her room.