My Life as a Teenage Changeling

Good Times and Drunken Antics

After a few hours had passed, Oscar and Chris were passing the time drinking and laughing as he finished his tale. "And by the time Derrick had finished his graduation speech, the bucket filled with water completely drenched him down to his boxers. Can you believe that shit?"

Oscar laughing like a hyena, slammed down his half empty beer bottle as it broke upon impact. "And this all happened because some guy or girl set up a pulley system to do it? Man, whatever kind of people went to your school, I'll never know." Looking over to the bartender, Oscar called out to him. "Hey Escanor, what's the strongest beer ya got?"

The barkeep replied with a look of concern, "Well there was this recent shipment from Brewmeister I received yesterday morning but... are you sure you don't want something else?" Tapping his foot on the ground he continued, "Perhaps about another round of Budweiser?"

Oscar shook his head, "No thank you, just give us the strong stuff please. Chris and I deserve a chance to relax for a while."

The bartender sighed holding out a piece of paper, "Sign this, please."

"What is this?" Oscar replied in confusion

"This is a liability waiver, sign it and the responsibility of your actions are out of my hands."

Picking it up, Oscar signed the waiver before placing it back in his hand. "Here you go."

"Thank you. I'll be back to give you your drinks in a moment."

As the barkeep walked into the backroom, Chris spoke up. "You didn't need to do that for me Oscar, I'm perfectly fine with just us talking about our life stories for now."

Oscar responded in tangent, "No no, it's fine. You need some time to yourself bud, take a load off every now and then."

Before he could respond, the bartender came back with two glass bottles of beer as Oscar read the label. "Brewmeister Snake Venom?"

Isabelle turned her head spotting the bottles with a curious look, "I thought you could only buy these in the UK, how did you get them?"

Escanor laughed as he explained, "My family and I were born in Brighton and I moved here to Seattle a few years ago. I have a couple friends from England in the same line of work and they ship it off to me after i've paid them."

Oscar shrugged before grabbing the bottle of beer, "Well whatever... beer is beer, right? Wherever it's from shouldn't matter that much." Grabbing the other bottle in his left hand, he set in down in front of Chris as Oscar popped the cap off of his own and sipped it. "Wooow, that it some strong stuff. How much ABV is in this thing?"

"ABV?" Chris asked curiously

Isabelle responded, "Alcohol by Volume? Any good alcoholic knows this kinda thing Chris. Hell, I don't even drink all that much and yet i'm familiar with the term." Turning her head over to Oscar, she explains, "From what I remember reading about it online, I think it was 67% ABV according to the website I heard it from."

Escanor interjected, "Erm yes, that's quite right. I should ask you to be careful now, I don't want one of my customers to-"

"Ay Escanor, can I go on break now?" A masculine voice called out from the kitchen, "I want to head back home to spend some time with my wife if ya don't mind..."

"J-just a second." The bartender huffed as he turned to face the group, "I'll be right back, I have to go deal with something." Turning over to Oscar he spoke sternly. "Please be careful, I don't want you throwing up in here. Understand?"

Oscar replied nervously, "Y-yes sir, i'll do my best."

~5~

As Escanor made his way into the backroom, Oscar turned the bottle around to look at the list of ingredients as he read aloud. "Water, yeast, hops, barley, wheat-"

Chris had a confused look on his face as he spoke up, "They put wheat in beer? Like... as in the ingredient for bread?"

Oscar explained as he swigged down some beer shuddering, "The high protein levels found in wheat greatly enhance the beer's contribution to foam stability. Putting it in simpler terms, it makes the beer better tasting and longer lasting."

"Huh, I guess you learn something new everyday." Chris grabbed the bottle sitting next to him as he popped the cap off and sipped it, "Woah-ha-haow, this is strong! I feel like I drank napalm from how hard this is."

Isabelle spoke in concern, "Well just be careful Chris, I don't want to see you pass out in a puddle of Pißwasser, Okay?"

"Don't worry about a thing, i've got it all under control." Chris spoke as he sipped more beer shaking his head.

Gulping down more of his beer, Oscar let out a groan before speaking in a drunken tizzy. "Ey Chrish, Dish I ever tell ya that yer girlfriend's quite a casch? If she wash shtill shingle, I'd go fer her if ye know what I mean."

"Excuse me?" They said in unison

The drunkard let out a hiccup and laughed, "Yeh, she's jush the most beautiful think I've ever laid eyes on shince I got here." Getting off the stool he walked over towards Isabelle and pulled her in for a kiss as she slapped him.

"Oscar, What the hell? Get off you pervert!" She says shoving him off her

Wobbling like a ragdoll, Oscar scoots his way over to Isabelle once more lunging onto her before Chris holds him in an elbow lock. "Hey, what the hell man? That's my girlfriend you're messing with!" The drunken Oscar then leans his head forward before ramming it back into Chris' face as he yelps in pain holding his battered, bloody nose. "Urgh, dammit O-"

Isabelle shouted out to him in concern while Oscar started walking towards her. "Don't make me have to use force, I'm not a threat to be taken lightly." As the drunken Oscar had huddled up next to her he started unbuttoning her jacket before kicking him off hard as something fell out of her boot, clattering onto the floor.

Picking it up off the ground, Isabelle spoke up before casting an incantation as light started to erupt from its point. "I didn't think I would use this spell, but I've been meaning to test this out." Rumslig... Själ... Överföra!

Chris spoke in disapproval, "I-Isabelle, wait d-don't-"

Feeling his body float off of the ground, Oscar felt something pulling on his very being as his life essence was pulled out from his body in a sphere of light, flying out the door and rising into the sky before dissipating from sight.