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Title: Peer Pressure TtH Prompt: #56 Drinking Summary: SG-1 enjoy a few drinks and tales. Dinner passed with lots of laughter. They decided they weren’t ready to go home yet, or rather for most of them, back to the base, so they went to a local bar. Nestled in a corner booth, they continued to share stories. After a while, Cameron gave Buffy a suspicious look. “Buffy, is that still your first drink?” “Yeah, why?” “Even Jackson, of whom I’ve heard is a serious lightweight, is on his fourth beer. How are we supposed to hear your embarrassing stories if you don’t get drunk enough to tell them?” “I have told you my stories.” “Oh please,” Vala said. “Like dropping a book on your TA’s head counts.” “Did I mention I ended up dating him?” “I think ya did,” Daniel said, his words slurring just slightly. “It still doesn’t count. I’ve shared mine, is your turn.” “And you need to drink more,” Cameron added. “No, my limit is two,” Buffy said, pulling his arm down from where he was signaling the waitress. “Alcohol and I don’t mix.” “Oh, now that sounds like a story,” Vala said, her eyes twinkling. “Share,” Daniel said, pounding the table for emphasis. “Yes, share,” Cameron chipped in. “If I share, will you lay off about the drinking?” “Yes, One of us should be sober enough to drive everyone home,” Cameron said. “Fine. It was my freshman year of college and I was upset cause this guy played me…” “He what?” Daniel asked. “Played me. You know, pretended he liked me until he got what he wanted and then left me.” “Where is he?” Cameron asked, looking around the bar. “I don’t know, why?” “’Cause I’m gonna kill him.” “Damn right,” Daniel echoed. “It’s not necessary.” “What do you mean ‘not necessary’?” Vala asked. “He hurt you, ergo he deserves it.” “Let me finish my story, please.” “Finish away,” Daniel said with a sweep of his hand. “Anyway, I was upset. I went to this bar and saw him hanging over this other girl. These frat boys offered to buy me a beer and I thought ‘What the hell, why not?’” “Uh oh, frat boys,” Daniel giggled. She raised an eyebrow. Daniel really was a lightweight, even more so than Willow. She had a feeling that getting him back into the mountain wasn’t going to be fun. “They bought you a beer,” Cameron prompted. “Yeah, then another and then another. The real problem was that the bartender had spiked the beer with these chemicals or something because he hated the frat guys. The beer made them, and me, act like cave people. According to my friends there was a lot of grunting, drawing on my dorm wall, and no showering.” “How long did it last?” Vala asked. “Two or three days. Best part was that I hit Parker, that was the jerk’s name, with a big stick and knocked him out. Then I think I left him lying in the road.” Cameron laughed and then added as an afterthought, “I still think I should kill him.” “He’s not worth it and I’m totally over it now. But thanks for offering,” Buffy said, patting his hand. Previous Chapter Buffygate Menu Next Chapter |
