Another Marth x Roy 100 Theme Challenge! I had this idea for a long time, and I wanted to write it.
Thanks to some friends, I chose which drinks would be used to make this story realistic enough.
Also, WARNING! (Unintentional) underage drinking here!
ENJOY!
19. Drunk
It had been a long day for the army. Going through some skirmishes, walking in the rain… it was a blessing for all of them when they found a tavern nearby. The army was welcomed there and they were allowed to sleep there tonight.
That night, the army was resting, ordering drinks and food, talking, and laughing. At the small bar, Roy ordered barley water with lemon, one of his favorite beverages. Giving some gold to the bartender, he waited for his order to come in.
While waiting, he overheard another man order a drink: mead. The boy sighed. These people have no shame being drunk… He thought.
His order finally came, and he took a sip. As soon as the taste hit his mouth, he realized that it was… strange. Strange… He thought. He stared at his drink, and then he shrugged. It's probably bad… but I don't want to waste it… He took another sip.
Marth sat on his bed, sighing. Ever since the war started, he grew fond of a certain red-head. Of course, they were best friends for so many years, but he was crushing on him. Every day, he thought of wanting to tell him how he felt… but he was always worried that he might not return the feelings.
He lay down on the bed, thinking about the boy he fell in love with. What am I supposed to tell him? He thought, I have to… for all I know, he could be gone tomorrow…
"Uh… sire?" Marth was snapped out of his thoughts when he turned to see Malledus.
"Is something wrong, Malledus?"
"Something is wrong with Sir Roy. He has been… acting strange."
"Strange?"
Marth went down to the bar, and he noticed Roy… stumbling around.
"What's wrong with him?" He asked.
"I'm not sure, Sire…" Malledus said, "But you need to talk to him. His speech is slurring and…"
"I'll go talk to him now."
When Roy went to the couch, Marth went after him.
"Roy?" Marth asked. What Roy said next got him.
"Oooh, it's my best buddy, Martha!"
Marth stared at him. "Marth, Roy. Are… are you OK?"
Roy just laughed. "I'm just fine and dandy! J-j-just been feeling great and all…"
"Roy, there's definitely wrong with you." Marth said.
That was when Marth heard one of the customers complaining.
"This isn't my mead!" The man said, "What the hell is this crap?!"
That was when he realized; Roy was given mead by accident.
With anger filling inside him, he went to the bartender.
"You mixed up the two drinks?!"
The bartender blushed, "U-uh… I wasn't trying to! It was an honest mistake!"
Roy stumbled to Marth, and he nearly fell. Marth quickly caught him.
"Y-you do know how m-much I-I…"
"Roy, you need your rest. Tomorrow, we're leaving."
"W-wait! I LOVE YOU!"
Everyone in the tavern gasped in shock. Marth blushed madly when Roy said this out loud.
"W-what?"
"I-I love you!" Roy laughed, "I-I always loved you! You're so-so…"
Suddenly, Roy vomited on the floor, and he was knocked out cold.
"…Roy?" Marth asked, trying to shake him awake.
Roy woke up with a headache and a dry mouth. Looking around, he saw Marth sleeping on another bed.
"Wh-what happened?" Roy said out loud, feeling the bitter taste of vomit in his mouth.
"Oh! You're awake!" Roy turned to see Malledus.
"Oh! Sir Malledus! What happened?"
"You were drunk last night."
Roy stared at him. "Drunk?"
"Yes. And…" Malledus tried not to laugh, "You admitted your feelings to Marth. You said you loved him."
Roy stared at him, shocked. "Wh-what?!" He blushed madly.
"Yes, you did do something like that. Everyone was joking about it. Sire, though…"
Malledus turned to Marth, "He… seems to be happy."
"Wh-when did I say something like that?! I don't remember anything!"
"Last night."
"But wasn't I drunk?!"
"Yes."
"Th-then I didn't mean it!"
"Suuure you did, Roy." Roy turned to see Lilina, giggling.
"I-I swear! I-I—"
The crew laughed. Marth, despite being asleep, was smiling, glad that he returned his feelings for him.