To any of you who are familiar with Bat and I's short stories that include Michael and Lianna, here is short story that I've been working on just for you guys. And yes, the next part of the story is after this. Just remember that this isn't canon. Bat wanted me to experiment with what would happen if Lianna got drunk. Enjoy!

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"See you later. I'm going to the Tavern with Tigress and Alex.", Lianna said as she headed for the door.

"Okay, sweetie. Be safe and have fun.", I replied icily. I was still mad at her for pouring ice water on me while I was working earlier that day. I heard her giggle slightly then the door closed. I was then alone. Alone with my thoughts and work.

"Might as well keep doing that blasted paperwork.", I said to no one in particular. The stairs creaked as I walked up to my room to retrieve the hidden papers under a secret cabinet behind my bed. I took the one and only key and opened the cabinet to find the papers missing. Blast! I thought, Oh wait... I took them to Ezreck this morning. Yeesh, I'm way too tired. I decided to go to sleep and basically slumped over onto my bed.

I awoke to find Lianna on top of me wearing nothing but her underwear and trying to take my shirt off,

"Whoa, hey now! What the Void do you think you're doing.", I asked. Lianna laughed maniacally.

"I just wanna have shome fun wif you.", she said slurring her words. I recognized the behavior and rolled my eyes.

"You're drunk, aren't you?" I asked, carefully trying to sit up, trying not to knock her off of the bed.

She rolled to the side of me and kicked her feet in the air like a kid, then turned back to me pouting. "Noooo, I shwear, I am not drunk!" she giggled and hiccupped a few times. She then tried to pull my shirt off again which I discontinued with a swat to her hand.

"Stop it!", I ordered.

"I wanna shee your absh!", she screamed.

"Aaah! Stop yelling! Sheesh!", I yelled back in reply. Lianna was persistent and somehow managed to position herself on top of me. She leaned in close.

"Wanna hear a, hic, shecret?", she whispered. I rolled my eyes and hesitantly nodded my head. She giggled more and hiccuped a few times more.

"Every now and, hic, then, I come and lay in bed with you...", she said. I laughed and Lianna responded with a very loud maniacal laugh.

"Don't tell Logan that. He'll kill me.", I chuckled.

"Oh, he already knowsh. He shaid next time he, hic, shees you, he'sh gonna kill you.", Lianna slurred more. There was only one way to get this straightened out. I reached out to Logan with my thoughts opening his mind so I could hear him.

Logan, for Aloria's sake, come get your sister!!!

What? What do you mean?

She's trying to take my clothes off and she's sitting on me in her underwear!

WHY?!

She's drunk, man! Please come get her.

Why can't you just use your magic thing?

I haven't created a spell that deals with drunk people yet, Logan!

Well, you better make on quick 'cause I'm busy and can't come.

Are you serious?! Holy Void, HOLD ON. She's trying to take off my pants now.

There was a silence from Logan for a minute or two. I struggled to keep Lianna from doing anything when he finally answered.

I'll be over in five.

Good, 'cause now I'm having extreme trouble trying to get her to not take off her bra.

Make it three.

After several minutes, Lianna broke down into a hiccuping fit. It was like this and I think she was about to pass out from not being able to breathe. It was a common spell that most Light Mages could use. I wrapped my hands around her neck,

"Insluse albore.", I muttered. By the way, that's Hiccups No More in the ancient language. A spell I created for the nuisance we call hiccups. Lianna's hiccuping stopped and she sat on the floor in a drunken daze.

"When can I take your clothesh off?", Lianna asked.

"You can't."

Lianna whined for the next two minutes until Logan finally came flying through the front door and up the stairs. Lianna looked at Logan and her smile became a wild grin.

"Shweetheart! Finally! Now can I take your clothesh off?", she screamed. Logan switched to a worried expression as he gathered up Lianna's clothes.

"No, Lianna. It's Logan. Your brother.", he stated firmly. Lianna groaned and whined.

"Thanks for not letting her do anything. You've gained a small amount of trust from me.", Logan thanked.

"I guess we can't really do anything. We just have to wait.", I said. Logan agreed so we put her in her bedroom and wouldn't let her. Her drunk craze lasted for hours. Logan and I did anything to pass the time.

"Wanna play Whittles?", Logan asked.

"Nah. I never learned that game. How about Slayscul?", I replied. Logan shook his head.

"Nuh-uh. I've never been good at that game.", he complained.

"Oo, I know. Why don't we just say riddles?", I suggested.

"Sure. I can do riddles.", Logan said. I said that I'd go first and Logan didn't disagree. He said he wanted to see what level I would play at. I nodded and stated my riddle.

I turn polar bears white

and I will make you cry.

I make guys have to pee

and girls comb their hair.

I make celebrities look stupid

and normal people look like celebrities.

I turn cakes brown

and make your champagne bubble.

If you sqeeze me, I'll pop.

If you look at me, you'll pop.

Can you guess the riddle?

Logan thought about this for a minute. He had solved many of the hardest riddles ever asked to him, but my riddle had him dumbfounded.

"No. This riddle is impossible.", Logan finally responded with with a grin of recognition.

"Very good! Your turn.", I said with a laugh.

"Thirty white horses on a red hill. First they clatter, then they clamp, then they stand still. What are the horses?", Logan asked. I knew what the answer was, but I didn't want to make Logan feel stupid, so I pretended that I was thinking. After a minute, I replied.

"Teeth," I said, "Here's one. The arrows of Estel can not be counted.", I said. Logan couldn't even think. My question was so simple and easy that he had thought I would have gave another extremely hard riddle. After several minutes, Logan gave up.

"I don't know.", he complied. I grinned.

"It's rain."

Logan pulled a grin that made me know he thought he was stupid.

"Yep. Didn't see that one coming.", he laughed. For another three hours, we talked and I gained more levels of trust with Logan. I showed him some of my Light Magic spells and he showed me his archery skills. He ended up breaking the vase at the end of the hall, but whatever that could be fixed. Finally, we heard snoring from the bedroom and we knew we were safe.

"Phew.", I said. Logan nodded and headed downstairs. Logan and I made lunch and just talked some more.

"I better get going. Good luck with Lianna.", said Logan as he got up from the table.

"Don't worry about the dishes, I'll take care of those.", I replied when he tried to reach for the plate on the table. Logan thanked me and bid his farewell. Lianna would be OK.

I was sure of it.