It's the next Saturday.

Mymy woke up early, before even her parents were up, and sneaked into the guest bathroom. She opened up the hooch containers and used the hydrometer to calculate the alcohol content. It turned out that the stroopwafel hooch had about 51.2% alcohol, and the vodka had 45.6%.

"This should be good.", Mymy thought.

She then took pictures of the hydrometer results, dragged the containers to her room and put the guest bathroom key where she first found it. Now all she needed were some bottles...

She first checked the bins in all parts of the house for discarded bottles. She found four plastic water bottles, but knew that this wasn't enough. So she jumped on her bike and kept searching in trash bins all over town. After about 2 hours of doing this, she managed to gather 10 empty wine and whiskey bottles, cleaned them thoroughly, and put her hooches in them. In total, there were 5 glass bottles of vodka, 5 of stroopwafel hooch, 3 plastic bottles of vodka, and one of stroopwafel hooch. She took a picture of the bottles, and then texted it and the photo of the hydrometer results to Vera.

"Here's what I did.", Texted Mymy. She then waited for a bit, distracting herself by singing Het Wilhelmus and roleplaying as a soldier in the Royal Netherlands Army. After some time, she got a reply.

"It all looks good.", Vera said.

"Thanks!", Mymy replied. "But for how much do I sell them to Maya?"

"How much did you spend for the ingredients?"

"I found them all in the kitchen, so I didn't spend anything."

"Well, then give them any random even-numbered price so we can later split the profits."

Mymy then got some tape and labeled each and every one of the bottles. She then went outside and rinsed the recipients and later put them back where she found them. She then waited until Maya woke up.

After 3 more hours, there she was. She observed as Maya ate her breakfast and drank her usual vodka-water mix. Then, after assuring that her parents were still asleep, she went over to Maya.

"Hey, Maya!", Mymy said.

"Oh, hi, Mymy.", Maya replied.

"Can you go over to my room when you finish your food? I have something to show you."

"Sure!"

Then, Mymy went back to her room and waited.

Knock knock.

She opened the door and signaled Maya to come in.

"Ta-daaaaa!", She said as she pointed at her bottles of hooch.

"Oh, you finished brewing?", Asked Maya.

"Yes, I did, Maya! And Vera says that they're good for you to drink!"

"How much alcohol do they have, though?"

Mymy then showed Maya the pictures of the hydrometer results.

"Wow, 51% alcohol?", Maya asked.

"Indeed, Maya!", Mymy replied. "Would you like to buy one?"

"Yes! How much is it?"

"Each plastic bottle is €4, and each glass bottle is €8."

Maya smiled from ear to ear.

"Holy moly!", Maya enthusiastically said. "That's one hell of a bargain! I'll take two glass bottles!"

She then handed Mymy a €10 banknote, a €5 one, and a €1 coin.

"Well, thanks, now they're now all yours to enjoy!", Mymy said as she handed Maya the bottles.

"Well, I have to be the one thanking you, Mymy!", Maya replied. "One of my vodka bottles has run out, and I didn't really drink enough today, so I'm curious about this one..."

Then, right in front of Mymy, Maya opened the bottle and took a sip directly from the bottle. It tasted very sweet, like caramel liquor yet a lot stronger.

"Wow, this is really good!", Said Maya as she took another sip. "You surely got potential in this, Mymy!"

Mymy then smiled and shed a single tear. It's all going according to plan! Mymy could already see herself selling more and more bottles to Maya and potentially other customers, becoming rich as a result of her incredible brewing skills-

"Would you like to have a sip?", Maya suddenly asked Mymy.

"You mean... I drink some of your drink?", Mymy asked.

"Yeah, why not? It's your own creation after all!"

Mymy then thought for a second. Surely, it is her own creation, but does she really want to succumb to the vice of drunkenness? Well, sure, her sister also drinks it, but she's a full-blown alcoholic at this point.

"Well, I guess one sip wouldn't hurt anyone...", She said as she took the bottle from Maya's hand and took a sip. Unfamiliar with the taste of alcohol, she was very overwhelmed.

"Oh, God!", Mymy said before coughing a lot. "This is... ergh! How do you manage to drink this, Maya?"

"Well, it takes some time to get used to it.", Maya replied. "I guess I should prepare you something similar to my first drink so you can understand it better."

Maya then went out to the kitchen, poured some Fanta in a big glass, then poured a significant quantity of vodka, and mixed the two. In no time, she was back in Mymy's room with her improvised drink.

"Here it is!", She said as she handed Mymy the glass. "It's not exactly like my first drink, but it's close enough, I guess."

Mymy took the glass and sniffed it. It just smelled like regular soda, but with a faint hint of alcohol. She took a sip.

"Huh, this just tastes like Fanta.", Mymy said as she drank some more.

Soon later, she finished the whole drink. At first, nothing really happened.

"Now, just wait a couple of minutes...", Maya said as she held Mymy's shoulder. "Soon enough, you'll feel amazing, and every single trouble will just fade away from your mind..."

And, soon enough, that's what happened. Mymy was suddenly flooded by an overwhelming rush of euphoria. Her whole body felt tingly, and she felt dizzy yet in a good way.

"Oooooooh wow, Maya!", Mymy said, her words being very slurred. "I can now see why you do this every day!"

"I know, right?", Maya replied. "Now, how about we do some of your things together?"

They both then got up, Mymy having to be held by Maya so she didn't fall. Mymy dressed Maya up in a military unform and gave her a Nerf gun. Then, the two started marching to the sound of Prikkeldraad. It's usually an easy task to Mymy, but, as she was heavily inebriated, she struggled to do it correctly, and could not time her steps to the song well enough. Still, it was all very fun to her, even more than normal. Then, the two started running around the house, shooting at each other and laughing. Her parents, who were watching TV in the living room, saw this and laughed together.

"You're seeing this, honey?", Mr. Schoppenboer asked Mrs. Schoppenboer.

"I sure am!", She replied. "Maya's been such a social butterfly these past few weeks!"

"Indeed, honey! I'm so proud of her for getting to open herself up like this!"

"Me too!"

The two then hugged each other, thinking that their formerly reclusive daughter was just naturally opening herself up to the world, not knowing of the underlining reasons for such phenomenon.

As for Mymy and Maya, the two kept playing together for hours, and, eventually, Coco joined in on the fun as well. They played board games together and even had fun matches of poker and charades.

Later, at night, Maya sticked with Mymy so she could help her overcome her hangover symptoms after a nap. Luckily, she did not vomit, but was still very nauseous. They spent some time watching Netflix while drinking chamomile tea and then went to sleep.