Okay you. -rubs hands together- I told you I was going to make a request today. So here's my request: I want silly, drunken mishaps, where things go wrong. Something silly and lighthearted, any character of your choice. Go.
AWW YISS, I’ve been toying with what to write for you if you ended up forgetting to ask. But this? This I can do.
And, because it’s your special day, you get multiple characters B)
he’s a silly drunk when he’s around the right company
which is exactly what happens when he and a few of the boys ride out to Valentine with the express purpose of getting absolutely shit-faced
the expectation usually placed on Arthur is that of a buffer---he’s the one who magically fixes any problems that might arise---but tonight his inhibitions are put on hold for a good night
once the beer and liquor start flowing, that’s when the night properly gets into swing
it starts out innocently enough around the piano, where the gentleman playing at the keys provides some jaunty tunes
those that know the words sing along slurredly; those that don’t just kinda mumble their way through it til they’re able to belt what words they do know
somehow it goes from tinkeringly-happy singalongs to Arthur trying (and failing, spectacularly) to coach some gentlemen through their poker game
oh dear, suddenly he’s flat on his back in the mud
the other boys are positively guffawing
“Guess’hey ain’t want to win their game! Aw, hell, let’em lose, gimme another round!”
already an uproarious character, Sean is damn near intolerable when he’s gotten a few in him
of course, he’s just getting started
around camp, he’s stumbling and singing happily, and has more than once fallen into the laps of at least one of the ladies
is entirely unfazed when he’s shoved away, and eventually makes another circuit before trying again with a different woman
let one of them actually allow him to stay awhile, and she’ll be met with an onslaught of bad pickup lines that err so deeply into cheesy territory you’d need chips to go with it
send him away again for some fresh air and to spare yourself the impending flirtatious cuddles, and he just goes to refill himself on the camp’s alcohol supply
will likely instigate a fight with Bill or Micah
he’s surprisingly coordinated in a fight while inebriated, but only because he wants the bragging rights
will absolutely pick on Kieran until otherwise distracted, or reprimanded
one (1) precious man, and somehow elevated to higher levels of sweetness when inebriated
is a little on the somber side when drinking, and self-depreciating, but around good company he’s much more at ease
is quick to dole out compliments and his everlasting appreciation to Dutch for taking him in
hyper-aware of the condition of the camp’s horses, and will consistently excuse himself from the party or merriment to check on the Babies(tm)
if he can manage the dexterity to pick a multitude of flowers, he will gift them all to whomever will let him tuck one in their hair, or simply place it in their laps
