A/N: It's almost been a month since my last update. Got back from my trip to Vietnam. It was fun, but mostly hot weather. Now I give you Part 1 of 2 of something special.

"What...what happened last night?" asked Sona. She woke up in a stupor. The lights shining through the window woke her up. "My head hurts a lot." Sona rubbed her head taking notes of her surrounding. "Where am I?" She realized she what looked like a hotel room, a fancy upscale one at that, but trashed and partied out. It was like a Janna tornado came by and wrecked everything. In her bed next to her was Jinx cuddling close to her. Jinx was in a cute and soft tiger pajamas. She was sleeping peacefully.

The large, trashed penthouse hotel room wasn't the weirdest thing, it what was inside the room she saw. There were stacks of cash on the glass table, a mechanical robot in the corner, the walls spray painted what looked like a tic-tac-toe and hangman game and other profanities, an unusual amount of panties and bras covering every inch of this room, an octopus in the sink, the fridge door ripped open with empty bottles of alcohol filling every space in there, multiple hole blasts on the floor and ceiling, shurikens stabbed all over the walls, sex dolls hanging on the fans, a katana stabbed straight through the large plasma-screen tv, pizza boxes as tall as a person, bullet casings littered the floor, more alcohol cans scattered everywhere.

Sona wobbled over to the bathroom, while not stepping on anything dangerous. She even spotted a mine in the heap of trash. When she got into the bathroom, it was even worse than the living room. The mirror was replaced with a poster of a bikini model of herself. Sona quickly tore it down and ripped it to shreds. "W-w-w-w-w-when did I ever take a scandalous photo like this?" She hoped it was the only copy. There was even a hot tub in this large bathroom, but it was filled with chocolate syrup and floating fruits in there. Whip cream was covering the whole floor. Surprisingly, the only thing clean in this god-awful bathroom was the toilet. She washed her face and left the bathroom.

Sona noticed the number of people that were laying around the place, a lot. Ezreal was in a corner in only his boxers. A half-human, half-dog creature was in the chocolate-filled tub with a large crocodile creature. There was a little red-haired girl sleeping on what she hoped was just a bear-sized comforter, and she hoped an underage girl like her wasn't drinking. On closer inspection, the bear breathed. Nope, it's real alright. "How on earth did a bear this big fit through the door?" The members of her band were also passed out on the floor, also in boxers. A very muscular man in a Spartan helmet was in a bunny girl costume. A ghostly centaur was sleeping outside the porch area. On the other bed, Caitlyn and Vi were cuddling close together, in a very compromising position. Caitlyn was in her police officer costume, while Vi...was in her birthday suit. Sona went over and covered her up with a blanket. Vi's face was markered in black, "Hat-lady's bitch." Caitlyn's face was markered, "Fathand's owner." Now, who would do such a thing?

"How did this place get to this state? What happened last night? The last thing I remember was Jinx dragging me to a bar after the performance." Sona looked at her clothes and realized she was back into her original blue-dress, but something important was missing. "W-w-w-what happened to my underwear? I hope I can find it in all this mess."

Sona tried to piece together the events that happened last night.

At the bar last night 9:32 pm

"CHEERS! To Sona and the Band!" yelled Jinx as they all clinked their drinks and downed them instantly.

"Hey, what about us?" asked Mordekaiser. He, Karthus, Yorick, and Olaf were drinking merrily on their beers. Sona was happily just drinking her apple cider. They were at the most famous bar owned by Gragas himself. The six of them were celebrating their first live show. Was it a success? Who cares, they rocked.

"Shut up, this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't introduced her to you guys. Now, let's party it up and celebrate. Another round on my tab."

"Which tab is that?" asked Gragas, the bartender.

"Vi's."

"Wait, are you sure this is your tab? Your hair is not pink."

"If you don't...uhh...I'm gonna punch you with my fists...punch, punch." said Jinx as she made some boxing movements while she said that.

"..."

"..."

"...yup, sounds like her. Okay Vi, another round of drinks coming right up." Gragas went to work on her drinks.

"Also, get Sona baby the best home brew ya got."

"But I'm fine with the drink I have." Sona shook her head.

"Don't worry, it's going to taste great. Trust me. You're going to love it."

"I suppose. Maybe one drink won't hurt."

Bar 10:05 pm

Sona was banging her empty glass against the table repeatedly.

"Why ish it taaaaking sooo long fors a drink here. Fill'er up please." Sona couldn't sit still. Her mind was slurring her train of thoughts. Her face was flushed. She was hiccuping and grabbing things, but most importantly, she was smiling the whole time. "I can't believeeee I had just two, not one, but twooo cups of dis stuff, and I'm feeeeeling oh so relaxxiful."

"Man, Sona, you barely can't contain your liquor." said Jinx, as she was downing her tenth cup of beer.

"Of course she'd be drunk. You gave her ten drinks of this stuff." said Mordekaiser.

"Whoops. Well, too late, and the night's still young. More beer for here. Drink up Sona, we're gonna have a fun night."

Bar 10:47 pm

"I bet I could out-drink any of you losers here." Jinx yelled to the other people at the bar, as she was standing on the table. Her friends were already passed out from drinking way too much. Only Sona was awake and clapping for her.

"You're on." said a mysterious stranger in the back. "Me and my girl can out-drink you, bitch."

"Vi, sweetie, I think I had enough to drink."

"C'mon, it's like old times. When's the last time we got smashed so hard."

"I really don't want to remember that."

"Let's go, that bitch is definitely calling out on us."

"I think you had enough to drink, Vi."

"No I haven't."

"Then, doesn't that girl over there ring any bells?"

"Hmmm...an energetic blue-haired pigtailed girl in a bikini...nope, must be new here."

"Sigh, you're clearly drunk, but let's get this over with. We have work early tomorrow morning."

"That's the spirit cupcake." Both Vi and Caitlyn walked over (Caitlyn stumbled over knocking over chairs and people out of the way) to Jinx and Sona's table. "Alrighty shorty, you're on! What do losers and winners get.

Jinx smirked. "My girl and me versus you two. Winners get bragging rights, but losers have to pay the shots."

"Vi, do you really want to bet you're paycheck on this?"

"Why not? Free drinks for the rest of the night."

"Don't borrow money again from me if we lose."

"Ha ha we got this in the bag."

"Mmmmm I think I left my wallet somewhere that is not here." thought Sona.

"Don't worry we're gonna win this, Sona baby." Sona smiled at her, ready to take more shots. Fourty shots of the strongest rum were lined up on each side of the table.

Gragas poured in the last shot. The whole crowd inside the bar were spectating a grand scene before them: The Dynamic Piltover Duo versus Sona and Piltover's Most Wanted Criminal in a drink-off. Who will win? "Ready ladies?" Gragas was the referee in this match. "In 3, 2, 1, SHOTS! But don't you dare throw up in my bar."

Bar 11:05 pm

It was down to two people sitting and still awake. People were cheering on the last two people. It was wild and crazy these past few minutes. In the most surprise turn of events, Jinx and Vi were down and passed out on the table. Jinx was lying her head on the table after 9 shots, while Vi banged her head against the table and passed out on the floor after 7 shots. It was down to just Caitlyn and Sona. They were wobbling and stirring, but still awake. They both just finished their 11th shot.

"Youuuus'ree pretty damn good, miss lady ma'am blue girl. Why don't your milk juggies surrender, like now now."

"I will win thiiiis war, for the glory of the...ummm...Jinx kingdom...of...of...friendship...music...and this shot in my hand." Sona gulped her shot.

"Not saaaayin anything HUH!? You asleeeeep yet. Maybeeeee just one quick catnap. God! Why does fathhands down there look sooooo comfy-able. Just hold there, Miss Jugs-alot. I'm gonna lay there next to that that pink stuffed bear." Caitlyn got up, and fell flat onto Vi. Vi suddenly woke up.

"Wuzhat what!? Did I win or destroy my kidney."

Gragas went to Sona's side and lifted her hand the winner, "All-time drinking warrior, SONAAAA." The crowd cheered. The whole place was in an uproar. It was the first time a new champion outlasted the other reigning fighters.

"I-I can't...can't believe." Sona was starting to tear up. "I won...I won my first Nobel Prize."

"Wooo! Way to go Sona!" cheered Jinx as she just woke up from her alcohol-induced coma.

"How are you stiiiilllll cheerful? Are we sober yet?" asked Sona.

"Nah, I just needed a quick nap, then I'm feeling wide-awake. Anyways, you won. Now, we don't have to pay drinks, legally. I'm getting bored of this place. Let's blow this popsicle-stand and find something more fun to do."

"But...but...I drank too much."

"You're going to be fine. You know what cures the alcohol in your stomach?" Jinx asked. Sona pondered the question and swayed her head. "More. Booze. C'mon the night's still young." Jinx skipped out of the bar with Sona following behind.

"That is all I can remember, but how did I get here?" Sona still hoped that someone could giver her answers on how she got here, where did these people come from, and what happened last night.

Bar 10:55 pm

"Vi, get up!" yelled Caitlyn as she gave Vi one final swift kick to her sides.

"Ouch! Okay, I'm up...I think. I can't believe I lost a drinking battle against a loli and Hatsune Miku.

"Well actually, you lost to Jinx and Sona."

"Are you freakin serious? They were here? When I get my hands on her, I'm gonna strangle the blood out of her. I bet she cheated."

"We can't go yet."

"And why not?" Caitlyn handed Vi the bar tab to her. Vi took a quick glance at it, and her eyes bugged out at the total amount. "..."

"Vi, you doin alright?"

"Cupcake sweetie, on the count of 3, we make a mad dash."

"I don't think that's wise Vi. You're clearly drunk to ru-."

"THREE!" yelled Vi. They both made a dash to the exit.

A/N: Expect part 2 in a few days, until then, read and review. Laterz!