Chapter 55 : Booze is a very, very bad thing

I stayed away...for two days.

After that, I cracked.

I couldn't help it!

I was so very bored. So bored. I spend hours exploring the forest; read a few books, cooked a grand meal, and then ate it. But time works differently here, so what was two days here, was more like a week back in my realm.

So, I left through the mint-green door, ignoring the puppy on a leash following me, in search of my ice cream room.

...Yet after thirty doors, I couldn't find a parlor. Or any type of desert place.

So, I settled for a bar. Because I need a drink.

I walked through a dark brown door, to a slightly dingy and dark karaoke room with a full bar in one corner and a snack bar in the other.

Benedictis followed me in, and I let him.

"About earlier...I-" He started before I cut him off. "Nope. Not happening. At all. We'll not be talking about the... what happened a few days ago! Right now, I am going to drink, drink, and then drink some more."

"...are you even old enough to drink?"

"I'm surprised you need to ask, you pedophile! Child molester! Cradle-robber! Predator! Perv-"

"I get it, I get it! Please stop, Antonio."

"And the worst part is I don't know anything about you! Yet I kissed you. I just-I just don't know why...THAT happened."

"I'm sorry. I...shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have taken advantage of you."

"You shouldn't have, No." I paused and took a swig of... a lime green drink that tasted like lime jello had a baby with rootbeer. Oddly yummy.

"But I'm sure that I could have stopped it...if I wanted to."

There was another beat of silence.

"So what now?"

"Now? We drink you docile dog. Drink, and then talk, share random things about ourselves. Because I don't want to be known as the kind of pope who kisses strangers."

I pour more of the lime drink into two whiskey glasses, handing one to Benny-Ben-Ben, made him clink glasses with me, before downing my drink and watching him do the same.

"Well, Benny-Ben-Ben, let's play."