Drink: A drabble about Character A taking shots with Character B
The sound of glass clinking could be heard all through the workshop. If you walked over to the private workroom of North, you would see two figures sitting across from one another with a desk between them.
Jack had come to visit and with the guest came lots of extra cookies (though he didn't really eat any.) What Jack liked best was the milk that North always had on hand when he came by for a while. It didn't taste like other milk that he had had before, but he liked it much more. After a few small glasses (each) Jack always felt a little funny. Like he couldn't really think straight.
"North," Jack all but slurred. "What do you put in your milk? It tastes different."
"An old Russian favorite, my boy. Whiskey and only the best." North said with a large smile.
"Oh, that explains it."
At which point Jack passed out. He woke up some time later in his room at the Pole with a bad headache, wondering what had happened.
A/N I am so sorry about this, but I couldn't help myself. I just think it would be the funniest thing ever if North accidently got Jack drunk. Thanks for reading and reviewing!