A/N: This was supposed to be done ages ago but half way through a different idea popped up and I started writing that. And it happened again, and again and again. It’s a never ending cycle. On an unrelated note (or kind of related) I’ll be posting some more fic tomorrow. Anyway, I hope you enjoy.
"Step one, you say we need to talk. He walks, you say sit down it’s just a talk," Bart sang, his words slurring together slightly- not from super speed for once. He looked at the bottle in his hand, a goofy smile playing on his lips that quickly fell away. Alcohol was supposed to make you feel better, crash the mode- so to speak. But, it wasn’t. Maybe it was his metabolism working it out of his system but that was why he scavenged one of the Green Lantern’s- Bart wasn’t quite sure which one at this point- supply of alien liquor. He had saw his grandpa get drunk from it once before. Perhaps he just hadn’t drunk enough.
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