Sylvia's POV

Addaline stared at me with a smile, I was confused. I need some beer, I stood up and walked towards the fountain of wine. I prefer beer, but I will take what I can get. Addaline followed close behind me.

Five minutes later of her telling me not to drink it. She sounds kind of like Leevine. I hate Leevine, she's so desperate. Soon enough, I had DRANK three cups full.

"Ya know what I want?" I asked her.

"No, what you want." She responded.

"I want...Leevine to jump off a bridge!"
I shouted.

"That'd be nice." She agreed with a soft voice, apparently she likes my idea for Leevine to die. She helped me up and we walked to my room.

"What about a...big cat...um...with stripes!" I presented my idea for the world we were working on.

"Your last idea was a pink bird with one leg, and you're still drunk." Alora pointed out.

"I am not," Before she continued Addaline gave her a bowl while she threw up, "drunk!"

"Don't worry, I'll take her to her room." Addaline picked her up and took her into her own flowered room.

That night, before Carleen went to bed, Angelina ran to her. Tears filling her eye, flower petals falling from the other. 

"I told them that I met you and they told me I was cursed, and all the old lowest goddesses are gone, they probably moved up in the ranks without me." She grumbled the last part, "Long live the rumors, I guess."

Sylvia's Pov

 Ugh, I felt a pain that I know too well. 

"Addaline!" I shouted. Soon enough, she came into my bedroom, "How much beer...did I drink?"

"You actually drank five cups of wine." Addaline shocked me with her words.